Went to another Walk with the Wind concert by the Shakespeare statue on the Mall the day before Columbus Day (now celebrated by my company as Indigenous Peoples’ Day). As it began, a protest march arrived next door at the Christopher Columbus statue (which I admit, I’d never really noticed before) .
Some people refer to the area north of 96th Street on the West Side and its denizens as Upper Schlepistan, because of all the alte kackers kicking around up there. Last weekend we joined them for an anti-racist protest featuring a chime after we chanted each of the names of approximately 175 victims of police or vigilante violence or murder.
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This was 2 weeks ago, at the end of the march I already posted about, from 135th Street.
This one’s actually from a few weeks ago…
Last Saturday we joined a larger, longer march from 135th Street and St Nicholas Avenue across 135th Street and down Malcolm X Blvd, twisting a little bit to wind up at Frederick Douglass Circle. At the opening rally we heard spine-chilling stories from a couple of mothers of their experiences: one had called for help for her sick son only to see the responding police kill him; another was the mother of one of the Central Park Five who was incarcerated at 15 for 7 years for the rape of the Central Park jogger and was released as a registered sex offender. The horrors her family endured for decades before the actual perpetrator came forward are unimaginable. (Click any image to see them all enlarged.)
Along the route up Frederick Douglass Blvd on Friday groups of people watched, cheered, put up their fists and took pictures.