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A COMBUSTIBLE mixture of anger and grief nearly boiled over on a Southwest Philadelphia street corner in the summer heat last night in a tense standoff between a long, blue line of cops and roughly 200 residents protesting what they claimed was a slow response to Saturday’s fire that killed four children on Gesner Street.
The confrontation - first outside a fire station on 65th Street near Woodland Avenue and later on the narrow rowhouse street where eight homes were destroyed, and where the acrid stench of smoke still hung heavy - led to at least two arrests, as witnesses said some protesters tossed water bottles while the crowd chanted, “We want answers!”
At least 50 Philadelphia police officers flooded the neighborhood, brandishing batons at times, as the civic unrest on or near the main artery of Woodland Avenue teetered on the edge of chaos for several hours.
Witnesses said the tensions flared shortly after residents of the tight-knit, predominantly Liberian community emerged from a church meeting about the fire at 6:30 p.m. Some of them joined protesters already sitting in the street.
After the protesters had been sitting in front of the fire station for about a half-hour, a ladder truck tried to pull out of the garage. The protesters shouted, “Murder!” and “12th District murderers!” at the height of the mounting tensions.
The officers pulled out their batons, swinging them at the protesters as they surged forward. Two protesters were arrested and cited for disorderly conduct, according to Officer Christine O’Brien, a police spokeswoman.
"These people let our kids burn to ashes!" shouted Patrick Sanyeah, whose 4-year-old son - also named Patrick - died in Saturday’s fire, as he strained against the wall of officers. Other family members of the dead and their neighbors yelled harsh words at cops, many of whom had come from the nearby 12th District station house.
This morning I walked into the grocery store and one of the people behind the deli counter sang at me: “Wayne’s World, Wayne’s World, party time, excellent!” (presumably because of my long bleach blond hair, ripped denim and 90s disposition) and it was my favorite time being made fun of ever and the first time in a couple decades when lil 7 year old me would’ve been truly proud of the person I grew up to be.
as far as fun fourth goes lemme just add my own demands here:
The United States is far from free and yet everyone is celebrating #freedom. In response, I started a hashtag to talk about the ways in which this country is still full of oppression and slavery (not figuratively, but literally in the form of the prison industrial complex, written into the very constitution that founded this country).
No freedom without economic justice.
No freedom without prison abolition.
No freedom without the destruction of patriarchy and capitalism.
Tweet @sexistenstialist and tweet/post under the hashtag #notfreeuntiltherevolution all the reasons you or other Americans are not free.
[image description: a series screencapped tweets from Sexistentialism / @Sexistentialist. They read:
- American Indians still have some of the highest rates of suicide and poverty and you’re celebrating genocide. #notfreeuntiltherevolution
- How many thousands of native people had to die so you could get drunk and set off firecrackers? #notfreeuntiltherevolution
- You’re celebrating freedom which comes at the expense of other countries we’ve exploited and subordinated. #notfreeuntiltherevolution
- People who can’t find an affordable home due to housing discrimination, gentrification, homophobia, transmisogyny #notfreeuntiltherevolution
- Not to mention all the people living on the streets, barred from channels of mainstream society #notfreeuntiltherevolution
- And comparing the amount of freedom I have to other people in this country, who are in jails in literal slavery #notfreeuntiltherevolution
- If I have to explain to you all the ways our country isn’t free then you haven’t been paying attention #notfreeuntiltherevolution]
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sitting inside debilitated by dread and in no kinda mood to celebrate, I very much appreciate seeing a few well-iterated examples of how shitty it is for anyone to celebrate anything ever.
this especially though, because patriarchy and the prison industrial complex are awful, fundamental foundations of america.
fuck the fourth and I don’t care about fun when I’m preoccupied by shit.
but up the people who ignore the jingoist bullshit and find an excuse to connect with neighbors and be together on their own terms, outside the context of nationalism.
i heard that if you want to give a talk or facillitate an event or mediate a bouncey castle at this thing you can literally just do it because it’s fuck*ng *n*rchy
but if you want to “meet” “organizers” and make “decisions” you can contact email@example.com and they can point you in the right direction. they’re also doing freer tabling, where there’s no fee to reserve a table but at the end they skim 10% off the top.
i also heard that if you are one of the first 100 ppl to email, they’ll provide you with a free backpatch that reads “I intended to discuss organizing the philly @ bookfair” with a picture of Norman Chomsky looking down his nose at you
oh my goodness! neato! I see posts about these in other cities all the time. I’m stoked there’s gonna be one that I can go to.
Tbh though the whole anarchist scene in Philly is a hot mess, just totally immobilized with hypocrites, anti-trans mysoginists and creeps. They talk a big game but yeah no one who’s truly rad or radical need bother. Feminist zine fest is on June 28th!
ps James generic is a rapist.
And consigned. James Generic is a fucking rapist and The Wooden Shoe is not a safe space so long as he is involved.
Also cosigned. The radical/anarchist scene in Philly is just an excuse for disgusting cis white men to get drunk and try to fuck younger/impressionable women and shit all over them when they don’t fall in line. Shit is TEEMING with misogynists, transphobes, and racists in places of power and importance.
James has also stalked people in the community, let’s not forget that…
Thanks ya’ll for firing those responses. Knowing James Generic is a rapist and stalker means I won’t be involved with anything he’s allowed to organize. Ideally he could be removed from Anarchist Bookfair meetings so that other people can still pursue facilitating that event, but I sort of expect people to jump to his defense, make excuses, and apologize for him, probably because of “how much he’s done” — for the community, to work on his shit, whatever. That said, I am prepared to quit the Wooden Shoe and the Anarchist Bookfair organizing meetings if he either won’t fall back or has a lot of institutional support in those places.
I’m interested in hearing more about the context of the situation, but I recognize how ugly, triggering, and traumatic it can feel to be reminded of the invisibility of someone’s abuse history; their ease and comfort living outside accountability. I personally have survived and perpetrated sexual assault. I’ve been involved with an Accountability Process of my own and participated as a support person for survivors and abusers in other call-outs. Communicating clearly around these histories is important to me as a tactic against abuse cycles. I believe that invisibility perpetuates rape culture, and that ignoring call-outs is unacceptable. So for my part, I’m telling people who I know about this, and I plan to confront James himself about it. Having the survivor’s side of the story would be helpful, but I respect their right to manage communication in a way that feels safe. I don’t hold that same respect for James.
As someone who’s new to the Philly @ “scene”, I have to say I’m disappointed but not surprised. “Anarchy” in my hometown eventually devolved from a thing I once considered a community into a zone for fuck-ups to posture as political while mostly being social capitalists and using their “radical” currency to prey on people and avoid accountability. People i once considered close consistently let me down. Cissexism, hypocrisy, racism and especially rape apologism festered and was eventually so toxic and alienating that most of the decent people just moved away.
It’s funny because my involvement with this bookfair represented a brief departure from the overwhelming cynicism, pessimism, and negativity I have harbored for “political” organizing over the past few years. Actually it’s not funny it’s just awful. Just like it’s awful that James has been posting on the anarchist bookfair listserv excitedly about getting that “Safer Spaces” policy up on the website. If there does end up being a fair of some sort in Philly this year, and it exists explicitly as an intolerant space for unaccountable abusers like James, I hope to contribute to a discussion about the failings of community, and how deeply alienated and endangered we are by false community institutions like the Wooden Shoe and “Anarchy”. But if not fuck it, and we’ll all be better off taking care of ourselves instead of making excuses “for the cause.”