I'm quite proud of these two
For Cats Not Cops. Always happy to help a mutual aid org in whatever way I can
Happy Pride Month!
When you try to stop humans from being humans, eventually something will break. The cracks will grow larger, and larger, and larger, until they can't be ignored. You can't stop existence. Our unhoused neighbors aren't going anywhere. They're human. So are we. What are you?
People still keep showing up to help their fellow people. They still care. They still love. They still look out for each other
But I still believe in people. This camp has been swept ten times, and people keep coming back. The entire area is filled with ugly, anti-homeless (anti-existence) architecture, and yet people still find a way to live in the cracks. To survive when everything is set against them
I don't want to know how Mayor Hancock can sign a piece of paper and cause untold trauma to people he will never have to face. How he continue his day-to-day life while knowing he has destroyed so much
They act like people, talk like people, and joke like people, in the midst of committing a terrible crime against fellow human beings. I don't understand them, and I hope I never do
To add insult to injury, when forcing movement during a deadly pandemic, among the unhoused population which has high rates of disability and low access to healthcare, against CDC guidelines, they can't be bothered to wear a mask properly
When you're in the act of physically dragging an entire tent towards a garbage truck which will then crush it to pieces, what is going on in your mind? How is it anything other than horror?
I will never understand how someone, week after week, can decide to roll out of bed, get behind the wheel of a big scary claw machine, and destroy the life-giving possessions of our most vulnerable community members. How do you live with yourself after that? How do you sleep?
This is the saddest photo of the day. I don't have much else to say about it.
I don't know who this person is, but the cops greeted him, which is never a good sign.
The people conducting the sweep talked, joked around, and generally had a good time. It was like a normal day, which made me realize that this was a normal day for them. This is what they do. Stealing clothing in winter, and forcing movement in a pandemic, is commonplace.
Two EHS workers had their masks around their chins for extended periods of time (the driver continued this trend when the windows were down and others were close by).
Photographer. Protester. Anarcho-abolitionist. I block out faces.
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