At the Occupy DNC rally hosted by Black Men for Bernie, as we waited for Jill Stein to address a crowd of (my good guess) about 1,000-1,500 people, I broke out poster boards, paint, and paintbrushes, and Bernie Sanders bumper stickers and made protest signs for people who didn’t bring one.
A llama lay nearby. Yes, you read that right. A llama. People poured water on it to keep it cool.
Power To The People played over the loud speakers and people danced and waved signs as they sang along:
- Election fraud is treason.
- Moral cowardice is a white epidemic.
- Ask me why you deserve hell.
- Dollar Nazis: Clinton/Kaine & the un-Democratic party.
- Oligarchy creates inequality.
- What would love do?
- Black lives matter.
- The cause is right! The time is now!
- We’ve been Berned! Vote Jill Stein.
- A sign with no words but a shockingly powerful message: An image of an aborted baby.
I made my way to the stage during open mic to claim a good spot for getting some footage. The Chestnut Brothers sang Stop the Violence, and then Jill Stein showed up to invite disenfranchised Sanders supporters to join the Green party:
We are a movement for people, for planet, and for peace over profit… Power concedes nothing without a demand, and we are that demand (Frederick Douglass)… [We stand for] economic justice, for racial justice, for workers justice, for climate justice, for indigenous justice, for women’s justice, for LGBTQ justice… We will be a unified movement, an unstoppable movement, because we are for all the forms of justice… [The media] would like us to be a movement to stop fracking over there, and a movement to stop police violence over there, a movement to stop deportation over there. We need to be all of those movements, all together, that’s how we’ll stop the unstoppable…
Her message received a warm and very enthusiastic response from the crowd.
I have yet to write about the giant, fifty-one foot inflatable marijuana joint, a fart-in protest, how we were interviewed by independent media, a brief run-in with Greg Palast, listening to accounts from delegates of what happened within the convention walls, an epic rant from the Sane Progressive, the Death of Democracy candlelight vigil (rescheduled from Day One), and a special preview of the not-yet-released film called The Best Democracy Money Can Buy. Oh, and I’m a day behind, so I have yet to write Day Four. But it’s late, and we are driving home tomorrow.
To be continued…