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06:31pm 22/04/2010
  I'm in Port-au-Prince.
It's a clusterfuck.
Tell you about it when I get back.
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08:49am 18/03/2010
  And now I commence my day-long drive to south by southwest.
Wish me luck!
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How to start a community center in Skid Row: unrelenting fellatio   
04:04pm 11/09/2009
  I think my head is going to explode from all this freakin politicking. there are so many egos that must be placated to get anything done, and its reached a point where I spend a huge chunk of my day sucking proverbial dick. I've always dreaded bullshit real life situations like this and my feeling of being unable to cope with this kinda thing is a major reason I didn't go straight to a university after finishing community college. The fact is that you can only learn some of this stuff by doing it, but all I'm learning now is that community organizing is the perpetual sucking of dicks. You want a community center in Skid Row that's actually run by people in Skid Row? Well, here's a list of the dicks you need to suck: Jan Perry, Daniel Taylor, Adrianne Ferree, Russell Brown, All of DLANC, General Services, the City Council, Mayor Villaraigosa, the janitor at city hall. Suck that grocery list of dicks and maybe, MAYBE, we'll consider actually doing something for Skid Row that actually is run the way they want it to be run. My brain is swimming with other people's demands, their beefs, their wildly self-aggrandizing perspectives on what role they play in the whole thing. If it is going to be a goddamn community center, then how hard is it to run the place based on the wishes of the community? I hope that Sunday's meeting isn't going to be the clusterfuck that I think it's going to be.  
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07:31am 15/08/2009
  Hey everyone!

I am really really happy to be sharing this with you at 8 in the morning after yet another night of insane work. This is pretty much what I've been spending 100% of my free time on lately. Not only is this going to be The Amar Collective's biggest show in our 3-year history as a group, but it will also be to be the most reflective of what our collective is really about. Not only that, but it's already really brought in a whole new era of my life as an individual.

Over the past few months our collective has been working with artists and community organizers in Skid Row, and those of us who have gotten to spend enough time down there have been truly inspired by what some of these people are doing. This is a neighborhood with some of the greatest artistic and musical talent I've ever seen and some of the sharpest and most dedicated social activists I've ever worked with, and yet the vast majority of people in LA don't know what Skid Row residents are capable of because the community is culturally under-represented, systematically oppressed, and thoroughly misconstrued by the mainstream media (most recently in that incredibly shoddy and unnecessary front page article in the LA Times). We're sick of seeing one-dimensional depictions of a community that is more nuanced and ever-changing than possibly any area in the United States. We want to show the rest of LA that Skid Row is alive and and they can't sweep the problem of homelessness away by pushing out the homeless. As artists and activists, our way of doing this is showing that their community is creating works of art that are of genuine cultural and aesthetic value, and that their art can even confront a lot of the issues that the homeless community is facing from their own perspective.

Our collective, along with a mess of other cultural groups in Skid Row (most notably The CHAC, is working to provide a hub for artists and activists in Skid Row by converting a mostly abandoned firehouse near the corner of 5th and Los Angeles and into a fully functional community center. This is definitely an ambitious and difficult project, but we're going to try it, and the first step to doing that is Amar Fest. We've been working on this show for quite some time, and hopefully it will turn out as wonderful as we think it's going to.

This is the time and the place.


So yeah, that's Amar Fest. Hopefully you think it's as cool as we do. If you do think it's cool, then we need as much help as we can with promoting the event! Every person attending is another chance for us to get people to sign our petition, volunteer in skid row, and raise money and awareness for some damn good causes, so we want to get the place packed and keep the energy positive!

We would like to think that utopia will be built by the hands of the community that dreams it. This is a dream that is held not only by the Skid Row community, but by anyone who believes that the freedom to create art and share ideas should not be inhibited by class, race, gender, or social status. Amar is built on the idea that art should be by the people and for the people, and if we are to consider ourselves socially conscious artists, it's on us to make that a reality.

For anyone interested in participating, we're having a meeting tonight on the second floor of Philippe's at 6pm! It's our last collective meeting before the show, so try to come by if you can! Philippe's is located at 1001 N. Alameda, Los Angeles, CA, 90012. If you're interested in volunteering but can't make it to the meeting, message us or e-mail info@amarcollective.com. We'll take it from there!

Peace and justice
- Andrew from the Amar Collective
some upcoming stuff I'm involved in   
03:29pm 08/07/2009

the brothers landau, sarah woods, share-a-tories, torches in trees, j e f f e r t i t t i 's n i l e

art show
visual art coordinated by josué castro, ignacio gonzalez and friends.

details at the peace through culture myspace.

plus, just added! amar collective meeting THIS SUNDAY at philippe's in chinatown! we'll be meeting on the second floor as always. meeting starts at 6pm! 1001 n. alameda st, los angeles, ca, 90012!


another weekend of too much booty in the pants.   
05:48am 17/06/2009

my aunt regine.
a very special friend and I will be playing this show as a super secret special guest under the moniker "christian slater vs. jack nicholson". choose your destiny! I'll also be doing sound for all the other bands, who you should check out because they're freakin awesome. I'm crossing my fingers because there's a chance that someone very influential to me might roll down and do a set. more info on that tba.


all kinds of good shit is going on here on saturday. my friend chris lyles set this up and did a truly awesome job. it's gonna be off the chain. once again I'll be doing sound, as well as performing at around 6:00 with the ever wonderful lisa narinian. don't miss y la bamba (playing after us at 7pm), who are coming down here on tour from portland, oregon! they sound freakin wonderful... not to mention everyone else.

come by to nacho's house to make art with us and talk about some of the awesome stuff amar has in store for the summer, and I might even grill you up a veggie burger. there's a lot of things that have developed in the past week or so worth sharing to the rest of the collective, especially now that we've just started doing our first interviews with skid row activists for the zine/podcast and so far they've been amazingly insightful and inspiring. I'm looking forward to sharing some of this information with everyone and hearing what progress others have made with the zine, etc. one thing we're also going to have to start talking about is developing amar merch and that kinda stuff (shirts, pins, stickers, patches, buttons, posters, mugs, commemorative plates, kettles, miscellaneous earthenware, etc.) so come with any ideas you may have about that kinda thing.


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summer kickoff! (no, I actually really didn't think of that pun when I made the flyer.)   
10:56am 08/06/2009
  me and the boys playing foosball

sean is running off to ireland literally the day after this show, so this will be our last show as spoken arms for many months! come by and see what we've been working on, not to mention all of the other performances which look like they will be quite wonderful as well.

stay awesome!
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no coca.   
03:41am 23/05/2009

art it up foo!

p.s. if you're out of town and still want to contribute, you can snail mail stuff into that same address on the flyer.
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Amar Transcends Time and Space May 16th!   
02:07am 07/05/2009

art by niv. 05.16

wobble: improvised sonic explorations from two of the minds that brought you notpeople/whirling dervishes, plus one new mind added in for good measure. this is their live debut, so you should come out just so you can say you were there during the "cafe days".

bizzart: the crown prince of intergalactic boom bap with a machine gun cadence and a roland sp-404 for a heart. 10 years of auditory trailblazing and still going strong, bizz has always had an unpredictable live show that can't be missed.

impure jazz: post-everything three-piece hailing all the way from beautiful bloomington, indiana, a city famous for its rock quarries. this band is much more interesting than rock quarries... unless you're in a geology club, in which case it's a toss up. we can probably settle on the idea that this band + rock quarries = an experience to behold. anyway, come see them and check out their monolithic sound. yes that was a pun. whatever gets you to come see these guys. they're good.

naima earth: spaced-out jazz-prog explosions coming straight from los angeles to your brain. this is aztec soul music from the future, obliterating the space-time continuum for your listening pleasure. there is nothing more that can be said about this band that hasn't been said, so come and shake your ass with some amar veterans as they close out the night.

entrance is free, but buy a drink or meal to support the tribal cafe!!
see you there,
andrew (that's me. this is my livejournal. hey.)

p.s. I'll be there spinning hypothetical digi-records on my ipod, including this and maybe even some of this, so get ready.

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01:55pm 15/02/2009
  Hey everyone!
So I'm in Mumbai right now, after living in delhi with a sikh family for a few days and then seeing bits of rajasthan, uttar predesh, and haryana. traveling around this country is a total head trip... one day you're literally wiping your ass with your hand and riding on trains with goats and chickens and the next day you're in the fanciest hotel you've ever seen in your life. The disparity of wealth is jarringly omnipresent, moreso than anywhere I've seen. In places like Africa and Latin America there are rich and poor, but the upper class is incredibly small and honestly not THAT rich... but here, the rich are just fucking balls out insanely rich, and the poor are, well, there's no real way to understate the poorness (unless you're sally struthers). where I'm at right now, there are 13 million people crammed into a relatively tiny space.. and while the rich live in areas that are more or less comparable to new york, a much larger contingent of the city lives in slums unlike anywhere else on the planet (one slum here has over 2 million people). 60 percent of mumbaikars live without toilets, leaving the water supply completely contaminated, and that's just one of the issues they're trying to figure out here. It's pretty insane... there's definitely a lot of stuff I want to write about, but I think for most of it Ill have to wait until I'm back home. I guess this is just a fleeting impression that I had to share.

I'll write more later! peace.
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shit going on in LA in the next few days   
02:49am 28/11/2008
  As many of you know, today is one of the busiest shopping days of the year, but its also one of many days where a number of different movements around the world are out there trying to spread awareness of alternatives to a political and economic system that perpetuates exploitation, devastates indigenous cultures and ecosystems, privatizes profit and socializes risk (and does a ton of other bullshit I don't have time to mention at 3am). One of the ways we do this is by declaring this day "buy nothing day", but this year we have a little more to offer in our fine city of Los Angeles. From 1:00pm to 5:00pm at Macarthur Park, we'll be setting up a temporary autonomous zone (a term I'm honestly not that into because I have mixed feelings about Hakim Bey and his obsession with proto-fascist pirates, but oh well..) called the Really Really Free Market. We'll be out there with a mess of stuff and giving it all away for free, along with various political literature, burnt dvd's of films, etc.. I don't really know about everyone else, but I'm bringing like 100 cd's I got when I was working at a record store that I never really listen to anymore (any Wilco fans out there? I'm giving a way a 2 disc live album!). I've also peeked at some of the stuff other people are bringing and it looks pretty freakin awesome (Blue Velvet on VHS?! Hell yes). Anyway, if any of this sounds interesting to you, feel free to show up and bring whatever you think others would like! Remember, if you love something, give it away!

Learn more about The Really Really Free Market !

For those of you who are busy tomorrow, that's quite alright because the next few days will be packed with all kinds of awesome shit in the LA community. Check it out...


10:00am - A street corner benefit for the displaced on skid row featuring Wolf Robe. Our friend JD will be playing for a thanksgiving project, handing out food and clothes to the homeless and playing a solo set on the southwest corner of 5th St. and San Pedro St., east of the LA mission (LA, CA, 90013). It's free of course. Go bring food and clothes and whatever else you wanna bring.

7:00pm - Northeast LA Food Not Bombs benefit show at Mr. T's Bowl in Highland Park! Performances by Colony Collapse (I'm guesting on this set of improv acoustic noise craziness), Bow + Arrow, 700lb Guerilla, Vatican Radio, Badass Tommy + more. Live music and art! Free tea and vegetarian/vegan food! Flying pigeon bike raffle! Donate donate donate! These people are out on the streets getting shit done every week, not just thanksgiving, and while they're at it they're spreading consciousness of the systemic failure to distribute abundant resources due to its need to manufacture the illusion of scarcity and keep them prices high. Of all the FNB's I've worked with, NELA has some of the most good natured and hard-working people I've met, and If that's not worth supporting then I don't know what is. 104 N. Ave 56, Los Angeles (Highland Park), California 90042

---SUNDAY, NOVEMER 28th---

10:00am-12:00pm - Rally against the ICE raids at La Placita Olvera!! This event​ is organ​ized by stude​nt and commu​nity immig​rant right​s group​s that came toget​her in the emerg​ency round​table​ on Novem​ber 16th.​ The groups have agree​d to incre​ase press​ure on the Obama​ admin​istra​tion to sign an execu​tive order​ to stop the raids​ and ultimately attempt to win full legal​izati​on for all. I don't really know if they are thinking of any alternate routes to resolving ICE's antagonism, but I am fairly certain there will be a copwatch presence so we'll see what they have to offer. Be there to check it out. 535 N. Main St., Los Angel​es (​Downt​own)​,​ Calif​ornia​ 90012​


Some friends of ours are starting up a new chapter of FNB! Come by and check out performances by Bizzart (with special guest &res.. that's me, eh?), Harlequin Jones, Electric Russia and more bands tba!

But benefits aren't all that's going on in the coming days... there are also a mess of shows on the Amar calendar going on throughout the next week or so featuring freakin awesome artists and human beings such as No Little Kindness, Torches In Trees (formerly Siamese Guns), Owl, Big Lovin Panda, Lisa Narinian and more! Check it all out at myspace.com/amarcollective!

Remember, boredom is counterrevolutionary! So if that isn't enough stuff to do, then I don't know what to say. I love you.
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somebody hit me in the face, please.   
09:08pm 04/11/2008

election days are like the opposite of christmas for andrew.

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06:34pm 31/10/2008
  hey everyone.... I know I'm probably a little late in the game being that it's already halloween night, but, uh yeah..... I made a halloween album!!!! click on the cover to download.

music by &res with contributions from sean cahill,
cover art by my good friend rachel cn (http://www.flickr.com/menamachines)

01. the dracula suite: an epic tale of love and loss
02. murderous intent
03. running from demons
04. the wolfman came here to party and you goofy bastards better not disappoint
05. i've been trick or treating in the most fucked up places
06. this year imma dress like t-pain
07. interlude (ghosts)
08. zombie's lament

04:36am 26/08/2008
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the lijadu sisters   
01:50am 31/05/2008
  my 6-year-long afrobeat binge has reached unexpected heights in the past two weeks or so. I've finally discovered links to a few of the rare nigerian albums that I've been searching for since I don't even know when. this has gottten me 10 times more hyped about going to west africa. at this point, I don't think I'll really genuinely be who I want to be until I go. a lot of what I'm doing here in LA has lost its "mmph", mostly because I'm just not really feeling like my individual contributions to the big picture of resolving injustice are not up to snuff at the moment.

unfortunately, various shitty circumstances have forced me to go through the entire green card application process all over again. not only has that set me back 100 bucks, but it also means I have to go through all that biometrics bullshit completely from scratch. so I guess for now, I'm in this period of prolonged waiting. I feel like a bad john mayer song. the only cure for that would be some damn good music... and that is why I post the lijadu sisters.


top 5 reasons this week blowzzzz   
02:51pm 12/02/2008
  I am not one for complaining. in fact, I think it's really useless. I spent most of my childhood complaining and it just made me into a less enjoyable kid to be around. some of my complaints were cool, though... like when my parents tried to spank me, I said I was allergic to spankings. they thought it was so cute that they wound up not spanking me. eventually, complaining got old, though, and I more or less learned how to channel my frustration with certain injustices of this world into more constructive areas, such as amar or the work that I do for people. I've discovered that sarcasm truly is the defense of the weak, and real change comes from action. that said, this week I really feel like I need to let a little bit of shit out, or else I will go nuts. so bear with me, and if you don't want to read it, I can understand fully. so here they are, the top 5 shitty things of this week (in no particular order).

apple computers: $1200 to fix my goddamn laptop? what, are you lining the motherboard with diamonds or some shit? not every one of your customers is a rockefeller, you yuppie bastards.

metro sheriffs: this new campaign of like sneak attacking metro riders to see if they're carrying their tickets is a bunch of nonsense. I went to the courts today to pay my ticket off and they weren't even open. president lincoln's birthday. god damn. anyway, the ticket is likely to go up to $300, and knowing my luck these days, the judge will probably not be sympathetic to the fact that I buy tickets 99 percent of the time, and the only reason I didn't that day is because I was late for work and had to run to catch the train. it's punishment enough that I had to deal with the asshole sheriff who ticketed me. he looked up my records in his squad car and found out that I had filed a complaint with the lapd and then proceeded to make snide remarks about it. he then asked me if I was carrying any weapons, cus you know, every political activist loves to ride the metro strapped with a 9mm. I can't do much about that, though, just gotta run with it and pay whatever is owed.

valentine's day: I think there is something inherent to my personality that compromises anything that might be good for me in favor of really fucked up situations that I think will somehow favor others, even if those "others" include infinitesimally few individuals who have no regard for how I feel. valentine's day will be yet another reminder of my glorious feats in self-sabotage, but I will at least be able to wash away my sorrows in refined sugars. there's this wooden sign at my old work that says "forget love, I'd rather fall in chocolate". I couldn't agree more. but then I would probably die from trying to swim in such a highly viscous fluid. at least it would be a glorious, sugary death.

hospital bills: speaking of death, when you die, you should die fast, because if you die slow it will cost everyone in your family a lot of money. I recently got my hospital bill from january.. and it's not as bad as that bullshit with my laptop, because thankfully huntington hospital has heard of this glorious thing called a "sliding scale", which apple remains decidedly oblivious to. my parents are saying they'll pay it, and I guess their reasoning is that they're ultimately the ones who decided to put me there (though it's not like they really had a choice considering the state of things at that time), but I don't necessarily feel all that comfortable with them paying and i want to be able to pay them back with my own money. It's just that at this point in time, the phrase "my own money" is a bit of an oxymoron. it's quite frustrating. even when I'm working this many jobs, the money disappears, mostly into amar and stuff. I'm really gonna need more financial help with that at some point... yar...

the lapd: most of you probably know by now, but my friend Mary and I were here.

throughout the entire protest, I was completely peaceful in my reaction to what the lapd were doing. somehow they found that my behavior warranted me being shot with nonlethal ammunition (not a rubber bullet, but this weird canister thing fired out of a rifle). I then made an effort to help a homeless man during all the mayhem and was subsequently shoved away and then hit with a baton. I thought the worst of what the lapd had done was over, but now they are claiming that I was running around shirtless and being aggressive with officers, which is entirely untrue. so yeah, over the next few weeks i'm going to search through 77 gigabytes of video evidence just to prove I wasn't doing any of what they are saying I was doing. sounds like fun, yeah?

So yeah, shitty week! I sincerely apologize for complaining. It's not really my style. Anyway, I'm really doing this as a way of reaching out... maybe you should write me back and give me some good news. And it better not be about the brown pelican being potentially removed from the endangered species list, cus I already knew that.
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Santiago de Chile, 11 September 1973   
03:19pm 11/09/2007
  My friends,

Surely this will be the last opportunity for me to address you. The Air Force has bombed the antennas of Radio Magallanes.

My words do not have bitterness but disappointment. May they be a moral punishment for those who have betrayed their oath: soldiers of Chile, titular commanders in chief, Admiral Merino, who has designated himself Commander of the Navy, and Mr. Mendoza, the despicable general who only yesterday pledged his fidelity and loyalty to the Government, and who also has appointed himself Chief of the Carabineros [paramilitary police].

Given these facts, the only thing left for me is to say to workers: I am not going to resign! Placed in a historic transition, I will pay for loyalty to the people with my life. And I say to them that I am certain that the seeds which we have planted in the good conscience of thousands and thousands of Chileans will not be shriveled forever.

They have force and will be able to dominate us, but social processes can be arrested by neither crime nor force. History is ours, and people make history.

Workers of my country: I want to thank you for the loyalty that you always had, the confidence that you deposited in a man who was only an interpreter of great yearnings for justice, who gave his word that he would respect the Constitution and the law and did just that. At this definitive moment, the last moment when I can address you, I wish you to take advantage of the lesson: foreign capital, imperialism, together with the reaction, created the climate in which the Armed Forces broke their tradition, the tradition taught by General Schneider and reaffirmed by Commander Araya, victims of the same social sector who today are hoping, with foreign assistance, to re-conquer the power to continue defending their profits and their privileges.

I address you, above all, the modest woman of our land, the campesina who believed in us, the mother who knew our concern for children. I address professionals of Chile, patriotic professionals who continued working against the sedition that was supported by professional associations, classist associations that also defended the advantages of capitalist society. I address the youth, those who sang and gave us their joy and their spirit of struggle. I address the man of Chile, the worker, the farmer, the intellectual, those who will be persecuted, because in our country fascism has been already present for many hours -- in terrorist attacks, blowing up the bridges, cutting the railroad tracks, destroying the oil and gas pipelines, in the face of the silence of those who had the obligation to act. They were committed. History will judge them.

Surely Radio Magallanes will be silenced, and the calm metal instrument of my voice will no longer reach you. It does not matter. You will continue hearing it. I will always be next to you. At least my memory will be that of a man of dignity who was loyal to his country.

The people must defend themselves, but they must not sacrifice themselves. The people must not let themselves be destroyed or riddled with bullets, but they cannot be humiliated either.

Workers of my country, I have faith in Chile and its destiny. Other men will overcome this dark and bitter moment when treason seeks to prevail. Go forward knowing that, sooner rather than later, the great avenues will open again and free men will walk through them to construct a better society.

Long live Chile! Long live the people! Long live the workers!

These are my last words, and I am certain that my sacrifice will not be in vain, I am certain that, at the very least, it will be a moral lesson that will punish felony, cowardice, and treason.

-Salvador Allende
the lapd fuck up again. josue and john are in jail. I just got out   
05:07pm 17/05/2007
  After band practice last night, the various members of Ars Poetria (sans Eldrick) were all hanging around in a Dominoes parking lot in mid-city, eating some pizza and enjoying some ginger ale and just kickin back. At some point, two cars drive into the parking lot. A guy gets out of one of the cars and pulls a distraught looking lady out of the drivers' seat of the other car and starts flipping out on her. After yelling something along the lines of "we're gonna settle this right now!", he quickly pushes her into the passenger seat of his car and drives away, leaving her empty car behind in the parking lot with the driver's side door wide open. Naturally, we were all kinda like "what the hell just happened?", and I considered calling the police to report a domestic dispute, but I wanted to wait it out a bit to see what was going on. At this point, John and Josue walked up to the car. Inside, Josue saw a massive case of Marlboro cigarettes containing what I'd estimate to be like 100 packs or so. He started laughing because the entire night we had been saying he has no willpower and we were hassling him to quit smoking for good. He pulled the case of cigarettes out of the seat and showed them to us and gave his classic Josue "what the fuck??" face and we all started laughing. The whole situation was pretty absurd. John took the giant cigarette case out of Josue's hands and put it back in the car. I seriously started to worry about the lady, and became concerned that the guy she was with might abuse her or kill her or something.

Suddenly, a swarm of cop cars showed up and and officer pulled his gun on John. Everyone was freaked out. I didn't know how to respond at first, so for 10 seconds or so I just stood around and watched as Josue and John got arrested. Then I felt the most overwhelming sense of injustice in my life, even worse than what I felt when I saw them beating kids at Macarthur Park. I started to yell at them about how they were arresting innocent kids and this was basically and what they were doing was completely unethical and so on and so forth. Then I was surrounded by police officers who grabbed me and threw me to the ground. They twisted my neck and one of the officers jammed his knee into my back to the point where I screamed in pain and was ready to throw up a lot of pizza, but thankfully I didn't sustain any major injuries. One of the officers pulled out her nightstick and was ready to hit me but I let them cuff me before that could happen. Our friend Paul was trying to document this on his camera phone as it happened, until they eventually nearly arrested him as well. Josue and John wound up getting pinned for grand theft (for grabbing the carton of cigarettes, showing them to us and laughing, and then throwing them back in the car), though John might get the charges dropped. It turns out that the entire thing was a setup. The domestic dispute did not really happen... both the man and the woman were police officers and they acted out the whole incident in order to bait us into the car. Apparently this is a common maneuver with the Wilshire division, or at least it's not the first time they've used the "bait car" because other officers at the station were familiar with it. The cigarettes are deliberately placed in the car to provide further bait. Immediately noticing how ridiculous the entire thing was, I couldn't help but speak out against it. For doing so, I was charged with "interfering with a police investigation". They took me to the Wilshire precinct and the interrogation went by pretty uneventfully, but after that they transferred me over to Parker Center, where I had some more messed up experiences, but that's a whole different story. My bail was 10,000 and my family spotted me the 10 percent of that to get me out although I asked them not to do so. Josue's and John's bail is 20,000 each. If we can scrounge up the necessary 10 percent of that ($4000) to feed the vicious fucking prison industrial complex with a bond, then we can get them out, but at this point that isn't the strategy that we're taking. Instead, we're know someone who has a really developed understanding of the law or someone who is actually a lawyer and is willing to do a pro bono case for a poor time-traveling artist kid and his funky-bassline-dropping friend... and also I'm gonna need a lawyer too I guess, but I think I should be able to hold my own. But yeah, we definitely need to do something to get them out of jail. I really fundamentally believe that it was morally wrong for the police to set up a random group of kids like that... it's a classic case of entrapment, which is unethical behavior. Even if they do find us innocent, will they keep on antagonizing kids in neighborhoods with high crime rates as a "solution" to the problem? These tactics create crime by stigmatizing the youth of lower income neighborhoods and fucking up the lives of peaceful artist kids by giving them criminal records. Though the charges may be dropped on John, we still have a hell of a lot to worry about. If Josue is charged with this felony, he faces the possibility of not getting the job he's long been aspiring for as an art teacher at LACMA. He has always hoped to be a positive influence in the community through his art, and we must not let the police take that away from him. He is innocent, as are the rest of us.

Anyway, take care...

Yours in time,

P.S. This is a slightly amended version of the post I made earlier. I just realized that last time I didn't make it as clear that the entire domestic dispute was fake.. the people were all actors. the "abused lady" smirked at us in the police station, as if to say "I caught you little fuckers". I politely told her that I thought she was a good actress, but that I felt she was complicit in the systematic repression of the working class. She scoffed.
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macarthur post pt.2   
07:48pm 03/05/2007
  the beginning.

some of the events that took place on the other side of the park (I was on the wilshire side where they were beating and shooting just as indiscriminately).

a news report. ignore the hilarious pink text on this one... it's actually some good footage.

A common sight.

Police opening fire.

This one is a bit long and not incredibly well edited, but it does show some of the mayhem that was going on in the streets long after we were forced out of the park. I actually come out in this video sort of nearish the end (right when he says "HOLY COW" and then nothing happens, haha). It has some ok stuff, even though most of it is pretty boring and he turns the camera off every time something important happens. he also says really obvious things like "let's not get hit by a bullet here", but I guess you can't expect someone to say totally reasonable shit when there are cops firing at you. the one guy with the dreadlocks is freakin brilliant though... I give him props, whoever he is.

more clips to come if there are any good ones.
I know there are some of the wilshire side floating around somewhere... I hope they surface up soon.
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what I saw in macarthur park...   
06:26am 03/05/2007
  Sorry if this whole thing sounds fragmented. I haven't slept very much in the past few days. I figure I might as well let everyone know what's up....

This past tuesday, may day, myself and many others participated in an immigrants' rights protest in Macarthur Park. What began as a very simple, largely family oriented event, quickly turned into a ridiculous demonstration of vastly unwarranted aggression on the part of the LAPD. The conflict, which apparently began on the street between a few young and aggressive protesters and the police, ultimately found its way into the park as law enforcement opened fire (using non-lethal ammunition) on an unsuspecting crowd filled with innocent men, women, children, the elderly, store vendors, and other people who generally did not deserve to get shot at. Tear gas was also released into parts of the crowd from what I have been told. It was during this time that the police continued to drive us out the park, attacking anyone that got in their way with batons. Some officers wore smiles on their faces as if they were delighted to be participating in such a lively target practice. Only a few feet in front of me I saw an officer attack a child who was no more than 12 or 13 years old. The kid was simply taking pictures of what was going on and didn't notice the wall of policemen behind him, so he unsuspectingly received a malicious blow to the legs. As the officers went after the kid, I began to yell "what the fuck are you guys doing?!?!" to which one of whom promptly responded by shooting me in the leg with some sort of canister thingamajig (it wasn't a rubber bullet... I don't know exactly what it was, but even it was louder than the guns that shot the rubber bullets it didn't leave the same horrendous flesh wound). As we continued to be pushed along, I attempted to help a man who had dropped his bike only to be shoved away by an officer. This aggressive trend continued until the point where we (along with the media) were fully driven out of the park, where we had a permit to protest until 9pm. The aggression did not end there, though, as police continued to press forward and protesters were forced to move blocks away from their original location and split up from their original groups.

In reaction to the throwing of a bottle that landed nowhere near any of the police, they opened fire again in the middle of the street... at which point we ran. At some point in time we were cornered not far from the edge of Lafayette Park and it appeared unsafe to move in any direction because of police presence. Police horses were driven into the premesis but thankfully not mounted, because being chased by a horse would have not be fun. As we were more or less cornered, we discussed the option of being arrested as a group, but there were not enough volunteers for it to have been a wise decision, so we didn't.

all in all, have a number of concerns about the whole thing, ranging from the obvious (cops beating little kids is freakin disgusting) to the subtle (the press making a clear point out of the fact that the kids who incited the incident were anarchists). The latter personally bothers me as it only serves to alienate anarchism by deeming it a political ideology predominated by violent and aggressive tendencies, while that is really fundamentally not true. There was no need to single out those particular kids as being anarchist because anarchism is, in itself, an incredibly diverse realm of beliefs.

Anyway, naturally I've been pretttty busy with all this plus my usual load. I will definitely need some help from other people in the collective throughout the next few weeks. So yes, If anyone wants to help organize events to raise awareness about police brutality or immigrants rights or whatever else happens to be on your mind, I would definitely love and appreciate whatever you think you can help out with. We can resist together!

If you have any questions about what happened or anything, just message me. If you were there and you experienced injury, I have the number for a hotline that you can call.

For now I must sleep.
good night!
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