Feb 17, 2017
#Equipto #MikeMarshall #FriscoFive #SanJose #SanFrancisco 2017 (at Back Bar SoFa)
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#Equipto #MikeMarshall #FriscoFive #SanJose #SanFrancisco 2017 (at Back Bar SoFa)
On way to build w the fam @M1DeadPrezRBG @SticRBG #DeadPrez @Sellassiefrisco #SanFrancisco #FriscoFive #frisco5 (at MOD Pizza)
When you show up at Glide, you are asked to meet the people sitting near you and talk about why you are there. We were there for the #policingpolice panel discussion. But why did I go? People that know me well know I have love for everyone and that hate and racial bigotry has no place in my world. Because silence is acceptance. Because education and change are needed. Because I live in and love the #Missionsf and San Fransisco. Because our children deserve a better, safer future. Because the #friscofive had the courage to go on a hunger strike for 17 days in a brave and successful way to change things. Because @equipto @sellassiefrisco @eglindo @ikeyp415 and many others continue the fight. Because of Sir J Anthony James, his father & mother Candace. Because of Marlon, @vonnymommy Joaquin, & Navah. Because of @kellymabbott & Kymani. Because of Eric Rager, Denise Collins-Rager Marah & Jason. Because of Kevin Rager, @ky_rb and little Evin. Because of @jenbreezy73, Ray Moore and their son Imani. Because of the generous souls of @papalote415 @nina_parks and the amazing work they do for our community. Because enough is enough and because of the deep love I have for all the brown and black members of my family, my community and the world. They deserve a better future. This amazing young lady opened the show with her poem dedicated to Black Men. I learned a lot, especially when @wkamaubell gave up his seat on the panel to an African American SFPD Deputy Chief from the audience. And I will be sharing that info we learned and the actions we all can take tomorrow. (at GLIDE)
The Frisco Five have Fed SFC
There is a stillness in the air. It's not a calm still, just a quiet. But underneath it is a rumble.
There’s a big one coming. That’s what the news is saying about an earthquake due to hit California any time as the pressure along the San Andreas fault line which runs up and down most of our coast is building.
Berkeley scientists have said that the fault line is “locked and loaded”. But in San Francisco the big one may have already hit.
On Friday, the 6th, a group of 5 people who’d been engaged in a 17 day hunger strike, in response to continued issues with our local police department’s actions toward people of color were taken to the hospital.
For almost 3 weeks, 5 people, all San Francisco natives and longtime residents, sat outside the Mission District police department, in peaceful protest, starving themselves asking that our mayor or chief of police step down.
There’s an echo, throughout the US, around police brutality - we know that right? This isn’t news to anyone. San Francisco isn’t your Ferguson, but here we’re experiencing the same thing that’s rippled across the nation.
Alex.
Mario.
Amilcar.
Luis.
All men of color, all shot with questionable cause. Our city is raw off of these incidents - so naturally, as our police chief and the force he represents are under ongoing investigation and our mayor too, has had some shady, shady incidents under review - questioning our city’s use of force seems like a natural thing.
Stone strikes stone, makes a spark.
The Frisco Five, as our hunger strikers have come to be known had had enough. It makes sense in our city, full of history, culture, birthplace of ethnic studies, hippies, Ginsberg and Kerouac, black panthers, brown berets and the San Francisco Burrito, (just worth mentioning), that we’d have thinkers and community members willing to make a statement, but this, this felt extreme for 2016.
Sellassie and Equipto, two local rappers.
Ike Pinkston and Maria Cristina Gutierrez, two local educators.
Edwin Lindo, a local education advocate, who was (is still?) running for office.
Edwin admitted it might be political suicide to strike. And y’all give Bay rappers so much shit for being politically oriented, but I don’t see Jay or Kanye or even Kendrick, the most woke one of them all, putting themselves out there (unless you count Killer Mike basically being Bernie’s running mate). Ike and Maria Cristina are known in the community and work directly with kids so you can’t hate on that - and a side note, Maria Cristina is no spring chicken - she’s 66 yo!
In a peaceful, but bold protest the Frisco Five sat, and meditated, and prayed, and read, and entertained a few visitors, awaiting a conversation with the mayor. Mayor Lee would not relent. He showed up at the station on Monday of last week, on his terms, not theirs so no conversation was had. On Tuesday they were wheeled through the streets to city hall, marchers surrounding them and aired their concerns publicly at city hall interrupting a board of supevisor’s meeting. As the days went by they asked that if anyone wanted to support, they come by with sage smudges and candles as a means of holding vigil and keeping them strong.
Though their bellies may have been empty, their hearts were so, so full. Their love, for our city, for our people, radiated outward, and what we as a community put into supporting them, they reciprocated with their actions. They could not be stopped. Sellassie was taken to the hospital on Wednesday afternoon, but returned to their camp site as soon as possible.
On Friday, it rained. It wasn’t a steady rain, but it was and stayed wet. It was calm, not a storm, just rain. Though the Frisco Five had signed “Do Not Treat” orders, all concerned knew the rain would be nothing but bad for them. Though their love was strong, their bodies and health were clearly compromised and so they packed up, were taken to UCSF and their site cleaned.
But this love, it spread - or maybe that’s the wrong idea. It was always there, and it was ignited in our city, this Black/Brown/Yellow/White/Mocha/Ecru love I’ve talked about… It was set ablaze. And when the Frisco Five could not be there in body, others stepped up.
They took their place at the Mission station.
They marched to city hall, took it over and would not be moved.
The spirit, and love of the Frisco Five would not, could not be moved.
Our people marched, and occupied and called for action. But it didn’t end peacefully, despite all attempts to remain so as City Hall closed at 8 and protesters continued to occupy the space. 33 were arrested, who knows how many were actually hurt. The Frisco Five, was suddenly, potentially becoming the Frisco 50, Frisco 500, Frisco 5000.
On Sunday the Frisco Five ended their hunger strike, but vowed to continue their cause. 20 days without food was enough and they are now under a careful re-feeding plan. In their message to the community their love shined through and certainly makes one pause. I am not that strong. I may suck at eating lately, but even I know how miserable I will be if I don’t eat so tonight I force fed myself a beer and some shitty frozen xiao long bao from Tjs. 20 days without food - that’s when the only thing that will feed you, is strength of the spirit, love of your community.
They called for a general strike on Monday, asking people to demonstrate at city hall, to continue, and not give up, as they wouldn’t, even from behind hospital walls and would back on the street as soon as they were able to.
Resilient as fuck, and determined as hell, we have not stopped, we will not stop.
I can’t and won’t front. I did not march to city hall today, but reported to work, and did my thing in my low level government job. I can make a ton of excuses, remind you of my “destroy the master’s house with the master’s tools” mentality, but that’s bullshit. I just didn’t go, and didn’t have it in me to tell my colleagues and department head that I wouldn’t be in on the first day after my boss transitioned out of our department. But my weak ass non-action today does not speak for where I really stand. It was something that was difficult to pinpoint over the last few weeks, but it became clear after Friday night’s actions.
This weekend, after 20 days of observing, of not having the words to articulate the swirling thoughts I had about not only SFC, but of the human condition, of love, of what it means to be brown in 2016, I finally took to social media with an original thought of my own.
“My spirit is tired. What's going on in my city and in this world is wearing it out a little. But seeing how our city has decided to mobilize after the #FriscoFive were hospitalized has also filled my spirit.
It says we are here.
It says we will be heard.
It says we want justice.
It says we have and will continue to cultivate a black/brown/yellow/mocha/buttermilk love for our people. For our city.
Oro en paz - fierro en guerra.”
(”Take Back SF” by Monica Magtoto)
Today you could hear the helicopters over city hall from my office. All day you could see police stationed outside, on guard, waiting. I haven’t seen anything on the news about today, though if I’m honest I’ve been watching the Warriors game while working on this post. But there were certainly demonstrators - we are all still here.
We are taking back SF, not by force, but by taking up space. This is not a new concept, by my sister constantly reminds me (probably herself as well) to take up space. To not be silenced, pushed aside. Being pushed aside is not an option, I never let that happen. But often, I do allow myself to fade into the back, this act essentially creating space for someone else.
But I can’t and won’t do that now - we can’t and won’t do that. Our love, something we so desperately need as Americans right now - this multicolored, multi-generational, multi-lingual/faith/sex, cross - red vines vs. twizzers, east-west rivalry love - cannot be held back.
Our love is flexible, and will bend and wiggle, as our buildings must to survive an earthquake. It is strong and unstoppable, it is “Gold in peace, iron in war.” There is an alchemist myth that iron could turn into gold under the right conditions. So perhaps, what the Frisco5000 are doing is performing a little alchemy of our own.
#onandon @ErykahBadu showing love to the #Frisco5 #FriscoFive #SanFrancisco
#FriscoFive #Frisco5 #frontline @mayoredlee #firechiefsuhr #hungerforjusticesf #hungryforjustice
#salute @equipto pops talks about being born in Us #Japanese #concentrationcamp look how young he is, it wasnt very long ago #frisco5 #friscofive #hungryforjustice #hungerforjusticesf #HipHopcongress
#frisco5 @Sanfrancisco #CityHall crowd chant #Wheresedlee @mayoredlee no show #firechiefsuhr #FriscoFive @EQUIPTO @Sellassiefrisco #hungryforjustice #hungerforjusticesf