Whose Streets? Page #2
shut yourself in an office.
Put your hands up. Put your
hands up. Put your hands up!
Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.
The chants kept people
energized. It kept them going.
It actually kept them feeling like
there was actually a direction.
Here we go.
- No justice, no peace.
- Say what?
- No justice, no peace.
- Say what?
No justice, no peace.
We are marching on West Florrisant
towards the police barricade in Ferguson.
A flare up.
Needlessly provoking the crowd.
They weren't riled up before
then. They was out there,
they was mad, they was upset
but they weren't doing anything.
It just set them off.
Don't shoot. Don't shoot.
Don't shoot. Don't shoot.
There was no fear in the
heart of people anymore.
This is the military police.
This is not the police from our hood.
came here with 300 cop cars,
in riot gear and K-9 units.
This is the same thing that
pretty much got us here.
We here.
We here. They ready to
drop the teargas, man.
We our keepers.
We got to be our own keepers.
We got to love one another.
Murderers!
Murderers!
Murderers!
They down there...
Goddamn, sh*t.
And that's how you know it's time to go.
People are doing 90. Sh*t.
L.A. 1992, this is so sad, man.
This is so f***ing sad.
We're walking up on the barricade now.
I don't even think I can count the
number of police vehicles out here.
This f***ing breaks my heart.
Ahhh. Okay.
I'm trying to walk around...
trying to walk around
this way because my car is over there.
I'm genuinely trying to get back to my car.
You have to walk all the way down
that way until all the police end,
cross the street...
So, you gonna send me where it's dangerous
and people are rioting and looting,
when I'm trying to walk in police
presence to get back to safety?
- You shouldn't have come here.
- I shouldn't have come here?
- I have a right to be wherever I am.
- You're correct.
So to tell me I shouldn't have
come here, that's the attitude
that got them doing what they doing.
That's not helpful, officer Neff.
How ridiculous. Now I'm mad, ha.
We about to get out of
here. They got on gas masks.
You know what that means.
You know what that means.
- They coming now.
- Here they come. There they go.
Woohoo! St. Louis West side, what it do.
We had a peaceful protest
Candlelight vigil
over there, you know,
but that ain't the story that
We begin in the St.
Louis suburb of Ferguson.
Police are calling for calm this morning
after a night of looting and fires.
This all started when what was
supposed to be a very peaceful
vigil tonight for Michael
Brown turned into this.
Teams of thieves using
the protest as an excuse
to steal jeans, shoes,
and expensive tire rims.
The Quik Trip was broken into.
Details surrounding the shooting that
sparked this fire, in great debate.
At ground zero, police painted
over threatening graffiti.
And as sundown approaches, officials are fearful
of another night of looting and violence.
They say that a building burning is
worse than a black person getting shot,
right, because this building serviced
white people and this black body did not.
A building's a building.
You can rebuild a building.
You can't resuscitate a life
after it lies on the ground
for four and a half hours
Um, and so, I don't consider
that violence, right, like...
I consider that a righteous
nonviolent direct action.
The question that solidifies
violence to me are...
Did any people die?
Like that qualifies violence.
A building is a building.
That's a revolutionary act.
That's strategic.
They don't tell you the fact
to a peaceful candlelight
vigil of just a bunch of people
holding up candles 'cause
they hurting and boxed them in
and forced them onto a Quik Trip lot.
They put property over people
and say we got a problem
Quik Trip burned down.
But ain't no alchemist, no doctor,
bring back Mike Brown, Jr.
I'm a mother of five.
I'm a grandmother of five.
That mother lost her child.
If we don't come together now, when?
And for the ones who have
they feet on people's necks,
when do you feel like enough is enough?
'Cause you gotta know that when
in the corner they gonna come out swinging.
Well, we swinging.
No more of our sons.
No more of our sons. No more.
Tell them don't shoot, hands up.
And that's when the protesters
was just in the streets like,
"Hell no, we ain't going nowhere."
You know, we was occupying
the streets that we paid for.
I was just blown away by
the sense of community.
Black, white, everyone coming
together for this common cause.
People from the black middle class,
people from the hood driving
Supportive. I get chills
just thinking of it now.
A lot of people didn't do it justice
when they put it on their timeline.
'Cause when you in the heart of it,
you get to see faces and you
get to feel that black love.
There they go.
Here they come.
Don't shoot.
You are unlawfully assembled.
You need to disperse immediately
or you will be subject to arrest.
Do it now.
Hands up.
Shoot, man, we put our
hands up. What's good, man?
We got our hands up, we ain't did nothing.
We retreating and you still shooting.
- Get the f*** out of here!
- We retreating, you still shooting.
Move it along. Keep it going.
You ain't gon' out shoot them.
It sound good, it feel good,
it look good, but you
ain't gon' out shoot them.
They got more jails, they got more guns,
they got more bullets.
So, you not gon' win that battle, man.
You know somebody that got a sound
system, get on the phone and call them.
You know somebody that got a car they can carpool
somebody to a meeting or to a rally, do that.
You know, that's
progressive. That's progress.
That's positive, but
burning down Quick Trip
ain't gon' get us nowhere but
them with more guns in our face,
shooting more of our kids.
Understand what I'm saying?
Right now is the time for
us to influence the people
who don't think like we think.
Have the right conversations.
Use your social media.
I'm telling you, I got on Twitter
yesterday and got to work, man.
Use these things the right way.
What we gon' do? Where we gon' meet at?
- What's good?
- Okay?
Feel me?
Let's do it the right way, man.
Let's influence the world right now.
We got the stage, so
let's do it. This is it.
You want to know what it look like,
what it sound like, what it feel like?
This is it.
Okay. Here's a t-shirt,
uniform skirt, long socks.
Get dressed.
Put some deodorant on.
- Cover your mouth.
- Your mouth.
- Cover your mouth.
- Your mouth.
- It's your mouth. Turn around.
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