Michael Moore stopped by the Occupy Wall Street protest last night to buoy morale. But New York police have banned the protesters from using any kind of public address system. What to do? The crowd recited his words phrase by phrase: many voices are stronger than one. Roseanne Barr has stopped by too — apparently before the megaphone ban.
Meanwhile, The Guardian UK reports that the senior New York City police officer accused of pepper-spraying young women at close range at this event on Saturday — while protests were peaceful — is the subject of a pending legal action over his conduct brought by a protester involved in the 2004 demonstrations at the Republican National Convention. The hacker collective Anonymous claimed responsibility on Monday for posting the name of the officer, Anthony Bologna, online.
I heard a person comment (maybe on Keith Olberman?) that one of the four girls that was pepper sprayed was deaf. Haven’t tried to verify this so no clue as to its validity. If true…well, what *can* one say?
The video of Michael Moore… If I was moved on Sunday’s live stream of mostly mundanities, Michael Moore exhorting the protesters was beyond far out.
Are we witnessing the flow of the revolution as it begins? Uranus and Pluto squarely squeezing…
JannKinz
I watched the video posted on YouTube about the macing, and the two cops closest to the camera didn’t seem all that happy with Tony B. just coming up and spraying the women. It was pretty obvious the protesters were “in compliance” with the officers, they weren’t physically attacking anyone or even trying to get past the orange barricade, there was nothing going one that justified the use of Mace. I hope Tony B. gets slapped down, although given how the protest is being characterized as illegal and inappropriate (for whom?), I fully expect nothing to happen.
After all, the protesters are just dangerous terrorists, aren’t they?
I know it’s amazing.
He also seems to be Tony Litigation.
Tony Baloney. Can’t make this stuff up.
Well, he has the perfect name.
The video – as they used to say back in the day — far out, man.