Red and black flags wave, signifying that alliance between Communists and Anarchists. Street theater takes place in the form of makeshift bars with supposed prisoners chained in the midst.
I spot a politically reformatted Kaepernick jersey — black, either in solidarity with his political cause or signifying something more. Interesting to note Kaepernick — after his stellar first half a season, and regression from there (to be fair, with his team decomposing around him), he was benched last season — and whether or not he starts this season, at least he’s a political cause celebre. (Bigger than the game, and all that…)
They chant. Convoluted. “Free Political Prisoners! All Prisoners are Political!” A man in a mullet runs around, shouting “You don’t know what you’re protesting!” Some spot communication occurs between an obviously pro protester and a leader tasked with dealing with disruptions off to the side. This is a single minded protest, shocking the public in disrupting traffic flows requires a certain Rigidness of thought.
I spot a sign. “Let the Crops Rot!” This I want to get to the bottom of. Fortunately, we get to a series of chants which would be interesting to untangle the proported intersectionality for this one.
“Black Lives Matter!” is paired next to something about water and thirst.
I suppose the Black and Red radicals have it in for Northern California, and don’t care about the drought conditions for such parochial concerns on the economics of agriculture, and view this as a resource war that trickles over the Prison Industrial Complex and…