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On the night of the eviction. I had left a spokes council to head back to Global Revolution studios. The streets looked wet, and I called a good friend of mine form back home. After 3 months of Occupy Wall Street, most of my personal relationships were frayed, and I had been trying to mend my relationships old friends not in NYC. As I walked I saw lines of NYPD vans stream past me towards the park. It wasn’t unusual, until I noticed that all the vans were full. Each van had cops pressed shoulder to shoulder in them.
I told my friend I had to go and called back to the park to advise members of the media team what I had seen. They told me everything seemed fine back at the park, but I decided not to go to the studio and jumped a train to Liberty…just in case. When I arrived at the park it was cool. The air brisk, and the usual wanderings of people milling, people had taken to coming into the park later and later, some not even staying at all as the temperatures dropped. I checked in with the media team I was working with and they reported nothing unusual. I relaxed. Every night was paranoia. Every night was our last night.
A story about perspective on childhood:
A friend I’ve known for over a decade, whose indigenous to the lands I now call home, saw this high school kid fall off his bicycle. The kid fell backwards, and his helmet slipped towards his nose. My friend, whose recent birthday inched him towards forty, said he watched the EMT’s lift this teenager into an ambulance and hoped he was ok. Later we learned the kid died, and this big brown man’s voice quivered, “Oh no,” He tipped against the wall and started sobbing. He wept at this complete strangers death. I watched unsure of how to react and just told him I was there for him. A few hours later he walked up and hugged me, said, “I’m sorry. Where I’m from, so many young people die.”
***SPOILER ALERT*** Game of Thrones plot-line revealed in the video. You have been warned.
What’s ironic about this post, is that I just started watching “Game of Thrones.” As I usually do when dealing with heartbreak, instead of escaping into substance abuse, I escape into the world of TV for a day or two and binge on two or three seasons of a tv show. Yep, probably not the healthiest, but it helps me cope. Yet, I’m glad I’m not the TV addict I was in my teens. So much time wasted watching stupid shit, fills me with regret.
Last year I took a break from activism, to work on my website, quit smoking, and get in some sort of shape. In the evening I would curl up with my laptop and watch hours of TV shows to relax. Then I caught myself “holy fuckin shit, it is happening again”
All this to say, that the promise of the personal computer / mobile phone + the internet, as tools of two way, global communications, free information, blah-fuckin-blah, have become the new passive one way mass hypnotizer that TV once was, sedating billions with non-reality, while the fuckers up top laugh all the way to the bank. “Feel of poppies” reminds us of this. Words by A. Person, music and edit by Jordan B.
One of the objectives of the false flag Boston Marathon bombing terror attack, was to create fear, confusion, anger, and hatred, in the subconscious minds of the masses, the millions of people who absorb and accept the "New Normal", whenever the people in power implement a tactic or agenda (Problem).
After the media saturates the minds of the masses, the government has a greater role in their lives to rule over them and control them.
The media conditioned the masses to cheer the police and soldiers after the suspect was caught, and the whole city of Boston came out of their houses, cheering the soldiers and police, waving their flags, and singing the national anthem (Reaction).
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Ryan Harvey is a 28 year old musician, activist, organizer who hails from the outer suburbs of Baltimore. Nursed into activism through the power of punk music by the likes of CRASS, and local Baltimore bands; Ryan was at the WTO protests in 1999, as a kid. He's been at every major convergence of the Anti-Globalization movement since, and he defines these moments as epic life changing events. He has been a committed anti-war activist and organizer since 9/11, and works closely with veterans of Iraq and Afghanistan, having founded CivSol the "Civilian Soldier Alliance".
In the lead up to the 2004 Republican Convention patriots came out to take this historical ride to warn New York City that the the Republicans are coming.