I did not have my camera with me the day Reagan’s Forces Attacked. I was on my way to an animation class when thrown up against the wall motherfucker, and learned what it was like to have police batons stab your ribs.
Instead of getting my camera I got one of my “media bombs” and joined my friends.
So the photos in this montage are from the days of Martial Law that followed the Police Riot resulting in over a hundred and fifty casualties and one citizen shot down in cold blood by the police.
Helicopters overhead observing and dropping nerve gas. I organized a kite fly to annoy them.
One day they herded a protest group on to The Plaza full of students on break. Sealed it off with The Guard wearing Gas Masks and Bayonets Fixed then brought a ‘copter overhead to drop an experimental nerve gas (later banned by Geneva Convention when used in Viet Nam) on small group of people protesting the murder of James Rector and more than a thousand innocent students.
Me and a group of friendswere given acid from underground chemists, for dosing the National Guard to Heaven and back.
On the Third Day Guard were dosed at barricades city wide. When they realized why they were there, they became sympathetic. They began sneaking off of barricades and coming up for a visit to listen to some tunes and to have a toke.
When the Reagan/Nixon lot realized this, they tossed them and brought in hundreds of FBI Reaganbots.
All for building a beautiful park for our families to have a small haven.
This is posted to honor the memory of that Great Social Experiment and the Demented Behavior of Ronald Reagan and his minions.
