Stop Atlantica weekend.
All I can say is wow.
My eyes have been opened.
There are nice protesters, bad protesters, good cops, mostly bad cops.
I've never seen so much unnecessary violence in my life.
Since when is the appropriate response to property damage tazers and pepper spray.
I watch a totally innocent protester being thrown down 10 concrete stairs.
For no reason, the same cop is on tape beating protesters with excessive force.
I hope he gets caught, but I sincerely don't think he will.
Some of the tactics used by the Black Bloc were harsh.
But the response from the police was definitely worse.
I saw a 17 year old kid being tazered after being handcuffed and who was already on the ground.
I don't know what procedure that follows but I'd like to see the police tactics book.
It was all a mess.
I just stood there, chanting, wondering why it was taking so long for an ambulance to show.
It took 20 minutes for some medical attention to be brought to that kid.
Theres nothing more to say about that.
I went to the protest, and walked peacefully.
I went to a protest organized afterwards, where we all just chanted outside the WTCC, peacefully.
Thats when my friend got thrown down the steps and arrested for nothing.
Afterwards it was jail solidarity and then reclaim the streets party.
People played duck duck goose, red rover, played music.
It was a good time, lots of fun to be had.
I went back to jail solidarity afterwards later in the night.
The next day I walked Josue to the bus station and he went back to Moncton.
I went to my new hire's backyard BBQ.
The secret is out, tsk.
Oh well, no harm done I suppose.
It was Kathleen's birthday party, which was alright.
Dan jumped out of a window and was threatening to fight the police.
But instead got violent with a bush on the way home.
Sometimes, you just have to shake your head and laugh.
We watched HELP in the morning, I've owned those Beatles' movies forever and hadn't even watched them.
It was a pretty awesome movie, John sleeps on a water bed in a hole in the ground.
I went to Mexican brunch with Jen and Mike where we met up with Leah, Frank, Nicole, Ala, Alex and Julia.
It was a party at the One World.
We went over to Dartmouth, I got me some sweet 70's looking dresses.
San Francisco attire for sure.
Soccer in the Commons afterwards.
I seemed to have royally fucked up my food at the protest so I sat this game out.
Hung out in the grass, had a few drinks.
There was this boy there who had a kite 600 feet in the air.
He let me fly it for a long time.
We smoked some pot, and had awesome conversation.
Kite boy, is amazing.
Too bad I'll probably never see the kid again.
I'll keep my eyes pealed for super high up kites though.
After that, girl party.
They put my hair in rags, and now I have Shirley Temple style curls.
I look insane.
I fell asleep for most of girl party though.
I just couldn't keep my eyes open, it's been an exhausting week.
Ala, Leah and I woke up early to go to court.
Support our friends who got arrested at the protest.
Although by the time I had to leave they hadn't even started on our friends.
I hope things go alright and they let them go without too much bail.
Screw the justice system.