Life is What Happens While You Are Making Plans

"The problem with life is that there is little or no time for practice."
LIWHWYAMP is a compilation of things I find interesting or am passionate about. Which pretty much boils down to fairness for all people, architecture, science, cinema and animals - at least, judging by my postings.

The very idea that one can effectively battle Wall Street’s corruption and control by working for the Democratic Party is absurd on its face: Wall Street’s favorite candidate in 2008 was Barack Obama, whose administration — led by a Wall Street White House Chief of Staff and Wall-Street-subservient Treasury Secretary and filled to the brim with Goldman Sachs officials — is now working hard to protect bankers from meaningful accountability (and though he’s behind Wall Street’s own Mitt Romney in the Wall Street cash sweepstakes this year, Obama is still doing well); one of Wall Street’s most faithful servants is Chuck Schumer, the money man of the Democratic Party; and the second-ranking Senate Democrat acknowledged — when Democrats controlled the Congress — that the owners of Congress are bankers. There are individuals who impressively rail against the crony capitalism and corporatism that sustains Wall Street’s power, but they’re no match for the party apparatus that remains fully owned and controlled by it.

Glenn Greewald (via soupsoup)

Sad, but probably true.

There are always two sides to a story.  This is just one side of this particular story, but given the level of random police violence, I have to wonder what was really going on yesterday.  The videos I have seen show that these were peaceful protesters.  They caused no physical violence on any person and they did no damage to property.  
As I’ve said before, I think the police were given orders to stop the protest by any means necessary by the moneyed class.
solitudinous:

I don’t know if you guys can see that well but those are the red marks on my wrists for being handcuffed for three straight hours today, with my hands twisted unnaturally behind my back. 
I decided to go to the wall street occupation in NYC and…
-was maced in the face while standing on a public sidewalk calmly asking an officer if I could continue walking. 
-was forcefully arrested (arms pulled behind my back by two police officers then lifted off the ground and dragged to a nearby wall) while being treated for the mace on my skin
-had my requests for information (whether I was being arrested or simply detained, why I was being arrested, whether they could read me my rights) greeted with silence by a wall of policemen standing with their nets, watching us sit there handcuffed. 
-was bused, as the cuffs got tighter and tighter, to police headquarters (along with about 80 other peaceful protesters) and made to wait in the van outside headquarters for another two and a half hours
-was detained inside a prison cell for about another 6 hours, again with barely any information about why I was arrested and for how long
-was told I could have a phone call but only if it was to a New York number, and then was subsequently ignored when I asked if I could use a phone book 
-was finally released with a charge of disorderly conduct and a court date nov 3
Right now I’m overwhelmed and exhausted. I missed the last train back to sarah lawrence because of being in fucking jail, so I’m staying at my friend’s dorm at parsons. I had just about every right I “have” violated tonight and it makes me really angry. when the police feel the need to use the amount of force they did on me - i’m 93 lbs and 4 ft - you know something’s off. when they’re detaining the “granny peace brigade” along with me, you know there’s really something off. this isn’t right, this isn’t democracy. that’s all I can say right now because I’m so fucking tired and I need to just go to bed. perhaps I’ll have some more coherent thoughts tomorrow, but again, right now I’m just totally overwhelmed. 

There are always two sides to a story.  This is just one side of this particular story, but given the level of random police violence, I have to wonder what was really going on yesterday.  The videos I have seen show that these were peaceful protesters.  They caused no physical violence on any person and they did no damage to property.  

As I’ve said before, I think the police were given orders to stop the protest by any means necessary by the moneyed class.

solitudinous:

I don’t know if you guys can see that well but those are the red marks on my wrists for being handcuffed for three straight hours today, with my hands twisted unnaturally behind my back. 

I decided to go to the wall street occupation in NYC and…

-was maced in the face while standing on a public sidewalk calmly asking an officer if I could continue walking. 

-was forcefully arrested (arms pulled behind my back by two police officers then lifted off the ground and dragged to a nearby wall) while being treated for the mace on my skin

-had my requests for information (whether I was being arrested or simply detained, why I was being arrested, whether they could read me my rights) greeted with silence by a wall of policemen standing with their nets, watching us sit there handcuffed. 

-was bused, as the cuffs got tighter and tighter, to police headquarters (along with about 80 other peaceful protesters) and made to wait in the van outside headquarters for another two and a half hours

-was detained inside a prison cell for about another 6 hours, again with barely any information about why I was arrested and for how long

-was told I could have a phone call but only if it was to a New York number, and then was subsequently ignored when I asked if I could use a phone book 

-was finally released with a charge of disorderly conduct and a court date nov 3

Right now I’m overwhelmed and exhausted. I missed the last train back to sarah lawrence because of being in fucking jail, so I’m staying at my friend’s dorm at parsons. I had just about every right I “have” violated tonight and it makes me really angry. when the police feel the need to use the amount of force they did on me - i’m 93 lbs and 4 ft - you know something’s off. when they’re detaining the “granny peace brigade” along with me, you know there’s really something off. this isn’t right, this isn’t democracy. that’s all I can say right now because I’m so fucking tired and I need to just go to bed. perhaps I’ll have some more coherent thoughts tomorrow, but again, right now I’m just totally overwhelmed. 

(via mysunwolf)