Esto está copiado del blog de mi amiga Libe. Está en inglés para que llegue lo más lejos posible. Para que los que no estén en España sepan algo más de lo que está pasando aquí.
Chronicle of a frustrated eviction. Please, reblog.
I normally don’t ask for this, but I want to tell you all the truth about what happened today at Barcelona. I’m writting this in english ‘cause I want, also, YOU ALL to understand this.
PLEASE, REBLOG.
I was tired, totally fatigued. The previous night I had come home late and went to bed to try to rest as much as possible that night in May.
I was awakened by music from my mobile phone, but not the clock … it wasPablo, calling at 7’30 am to inform the eviction that is beginning to occur inthe camping of Plaza Catalunya. I wanted to go there, but he urged me tostay home and take care of Social Networks of Acampadabcn until furthernotice. Thus began my day.
I was awakened by music from my mobile phone, but not the clock … it wasPablo, calling at 7’30 am to inform the eviction that is beginning to occur inthe camping of Plaza Catalunya. I wanted to go there, but he urged me tostay home and take care of Social Networks of Acampadabcn until furthernotice. Thus began my day.
I started to collect information, verify facts that I came from everywhere. I put the TV and tuned in several radio and television through the computer to try not to miss anything. I started to encourage people through Twitterand Facebook (and I’m a member of the Subcommittee on Feedback in theAcampadabcn) to come to the plaza, and act in a peaceful way… but nothing helped our pacifism and flowers.
The Mossos (Catalan police, so to speak) charged on the young and not soyoung people who were gathered there, indiscriminately beating people who were sitting on the floor in a peaceful, quiet calling. Television cameraswere witness to these facts, indignant about the actions of security forces… which, later, “denied” aggression or violence.
At 11.00 am I broke down and quit my job to go to the plaza. When I arrived, I could contact Cristian, another Feedback boys, and together we see how people protested what was happening … until mossos reloaded.Yes, as you read. Became a worldwide hit by violence, people sitting on theground that raised their hands in peace to their attacks. Cristian and I raneverything we could, and I ended up locked in a bank, separate fromothers. Upon leaving, I tried to contact with my teammates, but just tracked down my friend Alejandro, with whom I met. Together again we see howpeople make the place a peaceful, just before the occurrence of a newviolent incident (now out of the square) and watch the mossos fired rubber bullets from their cars as they left (one near my head, if that ball hit me on my head, I would be dead now.)
They’ve acted violently to our flowers and smiles, our peaceful resistance.There is a guy in the hospital, which fortunately will live … but at what price.They threaten to evict us again … but we don’t want to leave the square.Because it is our claim. Our meeting point. Our way of yelling that we do not agree with their laws and policies. Our struggle. Our home.
Because we will not leave until consensus about the solutions thatpoliticians do not give us, and oddly, we are getting through populardebate.
Because we will not leave until consensus about the solutions thatpoliticians do not give us, and oddly, we are getting through populardebate.
If you feel outraged by what you just read, imagine how I feel, me, who thislived in the flesh. If you feel outraged, shares this story to be readworldwide.
If you feel outraged, just call … and TAKE THE SQUARE. But always in a peaceful way. ‘Cause they want violence from us. And we’ll only give them our naked hands.
If you feel outraged, just call … and TAKE THE SQUARE. But always in a peaceful way. ‘Cause they want violence from us. And we’ll only give them our naked hands.
Thank you.
Gracias a ti, Libe.
Como video resumen pondré uno de los miles que hay en la red. Posiblemente el menos cruel:
