A silent protest in Love Park, downtown Philadelphia orchestrated by performance artists protesting the murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson. The onslaught of passerbyâs  wanting to take photos with the statue exemplifies the disconnect in American society.  Simply frame out the dead body, and it doesnât exist. Â
Here are some observations by one of the artists involved in the event:
I donât know who any of these folks are.
They were tourists I presume.
But I heard most of what everything they said. A few lines in particular stood out. Thereâs one guy not featured in the photos. His friends were trying to get him to join the picture but he couldnât take his eyes off the body.
"Something about this doesnât feel right. Iâm going to sit this one out, guys." "Comâon man⊠heâs already dead."
There were a billion little quips I heard today. Some broke my heart. Some restored my faith in humanity. There was an older white couple who wanted to take a picture under the statue.
The older gentleman: âWhy do they have to always have to shove their politics down our throats.â Older woman: âTheyâre black kids, honey. They donât have anything better to do.â
One woman even stepped over the body to get her picture. But as luck would have it the wind blew the caution tape and it got tangle around her foot. She had to stop and take the tape off. She still took her photo.
There was a guy who yelled at us⊠âWe need more dead like them. Yay for the white man!â
"One young guy just cried and then gave me a hug and said âthank you. Itâs nice to know SOMEBODY sees me.â
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