The NYPD Declares Martial Law in Brooklyn
Thursday, March 14, 2013 20:11
(Before It’s News) On the heels of three nights of protests over the police slaying of 16 year old Kimani Gray, the NYPD has turned the East Flatbush neighborhood of Brooklyn into a State of Exception, claiming emergency powers to suspend the constitutional guarantees of the citizenry.
The people regularly targeted by police harassment and violence, overwhelmingly the city’s poor and minority populations, have taken to the streets to speak out against the NYPD’s draconian tactics. The police have in turn responded with even further harsh measures by suppressing the right of the people to voice dissatisfaction with that very same police force.
Cops kettled protesters at Wednesday night’s candlelight vigil, resulting in 46 arrests. Police even arrested Kimani Gray’s distraught sister, Mahnefeh.
The NYPD euphemistically calls the public spaces in which the Constitutional rights of the people are suspended “frozen zones.”
Allison Kilkenny wrote about the NYPD’s so-called “frozen zones” in December 2011:
“The ‘frozen zone’ is an arbitrary, official police business-sounding title that has absolutely zero legal merit. It’s something the NYPD made up, just as the ‘First Amendment zone’ is something [Los Angeles Mayor Antonio] Villaraigosa made up to suppress media coverage of the Occupy raids.”
According to FIERCE, the “frozen zone” in East Flatbush is being used to prevent media from covering the protests and arrests. Meanwhile, people inside the “frozen zone” can be subjected to arrest merely by exercising their constitutional rights.
“It basically means the area is under temporary martial law,” writes FIERCE. “The last times the NYPD declared a Frozen Zone was on the 10th anniversary of 9/11 and during the beginning of OWS.”
An arbitrary dictate that arrests protest and free speech, set forth by the institution that is itself the target of the protests, creates a potentially dangerous precedent of placing the NYPD beyond reproach.
Occupy Austin reposted this poignant summary of events by Jen Roesch as they were unfolding in Brooklyn last night:
“East Flatbush, Brooklyn is under martial law as the NYPD declares it a ‘frozen zone’. Media are being monitored and kept from moving and reporting freely. Dozens of arrests and much brutality. Kimani was shot in the back seven times; a witness is sure he was unarmed; multiple reports are coming out that the police had been waging a campaign of harassment against the young man (including taunting him about a friend who had died in a car accident and threatening to shoot him when he tried to leave). This is just blocks from where Shantel Davis was shot, dragged from her car and left to bleed to death in the street last summer. After that shooting, police went to all the surrounding delis and confiscated their surveillance videos. Residents in the neighborhood live in a state of terror. Heartbreaking, enraging, the stuff that riots are made of. This city is at a breaking point.”
Kimani Gray’s parents are scheduled to hold a press conference this evening to address the March 9 police slaying of their young son.
WHERE IS THIS IN THE NEWS?????
Seriously, the front page of liberal news sites have five stories about Newtown and gay marriage but nothing on this???
Jazz in the 1930s.
Rock ‘n’ roll in the 1950s.
Disco in the 1970s.
Hip hop today.
Same as it ever was. Insane as it ever was.
2002 documentary about the April 2002 Venezuelan coup attempt which briefly deposed Venezuelan President Hugo Chávez. A television crew from Ireland’s national broadcaster, RTÉ happened to be recording a documentary about Chávez during the events of April 11, 2002. Shifting focus, they followed the events as they occurred. During their filming, the crew recorded images of the events that they say contradict explanations given by Chávez’s opposition, the private media, the US State Department, and then White House Press Secretary Ari Fleischer.
All music written and performed by Khemmeta.
apathy’s the root of all evil.
hatred’s just belligerent apathy & I practice mad
passive-apathetic interactions with the masses
when I transit to & from my daily shackles trackin capitol
earbuds blast, may humanity vanish without a gasp,
may the questions strangers have for me never disturb my trance
i built a city of empty buses & ghost trains,
any tourists found within these borders is the most strange
i’m the most sane, according to my own gauge,
& really who’s to tell me i’m wrong?
it’s like there’s no space homo-sapiens inhabit safe for my own frame,
except the place I make in my songs
i’ve taken so long to illustrate years, should call them centuries
cursed to let the goddesses tell me what i was sent to be
stand-in for the loftiest notions, that we pretend to be
failures mean the labels i’ve fastened can never stick to me
i ain’t got no scabs, i got armor over open wounds
charged within the margins where my marker came too close to truth
pacemaker sprockets where my heart tissue is broken too
waiting for a comet for departure past a frozen moon
open with a chosen few, focused on the moment
though the omens of the closing of existence keep approaching
so here’s hopin someone notices before we all expire
we don’t need no observation, just a tribe of scribe’s desires
there’s a very real firearm, attached to the stares
of every human you encounter who is not of your lair
it’s like we’re all competing species, who need opposite air
so we poison fucking everything, til not a soul cares
already nobody cares, so what’s the honest explanation
for a strange footprint in your fortress of isolation
time to release the hounds, let em feed to decrease the sounds
of any breath of bystanders still tryna keep you down
just because you pay rent somewhere, don’t make it home
someone orderin’ you around for eight hours don’t make you grown
everything you’ve done right, is the only mistakes you own
face it no one wants to mate us we’re basically wasted souls
make it known, that soliloquoy surfing will take its toll
the weight of experience pounces, to break your bones
can’t control how the fog machines hinder your ways to glow
in case you don’t castle up, the dementors might shank your hopes
keep retiring the fire, when they call your truth a liar
and you wonder if the fur and claws and stripes don’t make a tiger
they keep calling you a tabby, and your mind is all lolcatty
you can has brainwashing doublespeak to keep you from attacking
maybe that, or maybe massacre, you? rabid? who’s trained?!
show these mother fuckers where their place is on the food chain
try to call you who’s name? ain’t no need to answer
‘less it’s savvin’ up and slashin’ siamese for actin’ panther
I built a city of empty buses and ghost trains.
Kindness is subjective. Altruism is not objective.
Apathy’s the root of all evil.
Apathy’s the root of all evil.
Apathy’s the root of all evil.
LAPD is on a hunt right now for this guy’s head. He is accused of shooting officers, so the pigs are on the loose shooting at random vehicles, and have murdered innocent people in the process, including two women who were delivering newspapers. Mainstream media is excitedly reporting that this man is a mentally ill black nazi in possession of a rocket launcher, to justify further violence and murder by the police.
Click link to read his manifesto exposing police corruption, and let’s spread the word so that everyone knows what the fuck is really going on.
MAD SOLIDARITY. FUCK THE POLICE.