A quote from George Jackson about theSound - the inevitable resistance of the masses of people

The Enemy Can No Longer Ignore theSound

They can no longer ignore theSound, so they send their stooges to look for its source.  Agents search hillside slums filled with hopelessness, aggression, and bitterness. They come to eat black boys and classify all others collateral. They painstakingly search for a clue, but cannot find the DragonPart. The searchers hear theSound, but find no meaning in it. They don’t appreciate the whispers and screeches that make up the music. They are deaf to the harmony of the people’s striving, the tempo of the Dragon dance and the sweet sound of our song. For them theSound is noise, Dragonspeak is gibberish and . . .

Motherhood in Movement Spaces: The Material Reality of the Front Lines.

Most recently, an article published on Moyers For Democracy entitled Resistance For Real: The Moment Has Come by Jim Sleeper. In the piece, Sleeper says, “Portland’s #WallofMoms and its emulators have stood up. They’ve set an example that we’ll need to follow, not merely by “liking,” tweeting, and signing petitions or otherwise scribbling our thoughts and sentiments online, as I’m doing right now, but by engaging personally, at some risk to our bodies, in strategically coordinated civil disobedience.” There has been a lot of discussions around the actions in Portland, Oregan brought on by President Trump’s and Attorney General William . . .

Ride For Justice For Steven Taylor

Originally Posted by the Anti Police-Terror Project At the end of April, Anti Police-Terror Project’s Ride for Justice for Steven Taylor drew hundreds. Steven Taylor, a 33-year-old Black father of three, was shot to death by a San Leandro police officer as he struggled with a mental health crisis in a local Walmart. Demonstrators practiced social distancing from their vehicles adorned with signs that read “Justice for Steven” and “Compassion Not Cops” as they caravanned, circling the Walmart parking lot chanting and honking horns. Afterward, they headed to San Leandro Police Department—cars spanned the distance of several blocks in front . . .