I’m so frightened. I’m scared of the police.
I went to a demonstration tonight against police brutality with my friend Eric. We were walking peacefully down the street, yelling slogans, making noise. Not hurting a soul. And they chased us and attacked us with batons.
Fortunately, Eric and I weren’t hurt. But we were running so fast and I was absolutely freaking out. It was like another world. They chased us down Sainte Catherine to Saint-Laurent, then they chased us back down Sainte Catherine; we turned up Clarke, and they were waiting to chase us on Clarke. Fortunately Eric and I were able to turn quickly and hide in a parking lot. I was screaming and crying, absolutely scared out of my wits. I’m so glad that Eric was there to help me calm down. I’m still nervous.
Dammit! I hate the police. They’re supposed to protect everyone and protect our rights including our right to protest. We weren’t even doing anything. And even if some people were they have no right to use those kind of scare tactics on us. They wouldn’t do that to a lot of real criminals, I bet. I think they just want to stifle public debate and scare kids (most of us were young counterculture people), especially when we’re opposing their freedom to do whatever they want to anybody.
They do it illegally too. They use excessive force. Sometimes they don’t wear their badges even though they’re in uniform, which is completely illegal. Sometimes they arrest & attack people on trumped-up charges, like last month they broke a girl’s knee with a baton at Concordia University trying to arrest a completely different person for a charge which my friend James has shown me proof is a complete lie. (They were charging him for using a megaphone - a fucking megaphone! - on public property, and not stopping when ordered; James has tape of him not using the megaphone prior to being arrested, and even when he was using the megaphone it was on university land.)
I don’t feel safe in this city, but it’s because of the police, not the criminals. I hate this. I hate them. I’m so scared. And I hate so much that they accomplished their goal, which is to make me afraid.
But I’m going to keep protesting. They can crush all the flowers but they can’t stop spring.