repression
Aaron Swartz e Bartleby
Vengeance de classe
Une fois que les les gens à capuches sont revenus à leurs refuges, que les incendies se sont éteints et que la menace s’est estompée, la police a repris pleine possession des villes anglaises. Pendants des journées entières, les seize milles hommes armés envoyés par le gouvernement ont fait entendre leur monologue assourdissant, avec des colonnes de blindés se lançant à sirènes hurlantes sur les routes désertes et des patrouilles dans chaque quartier.
An open letter from the kettle to a policeman
24 November 2010, London
Dear Sir,
I happened to see you today around Whitehall. You didn’t seem to see me. I was right in front of you, maybe a couple of feet away. I was blowing my breath on your yellow uniform. I tried to talk to you. But I guess you weren’t there. Talking to a uniform is a silly thing to do, when there is no one inside it.
Kettles, Troops and Students - What's going on in London RIGHT NOW.
They did it, again. Once again, it was the Metropolitan Police, once again it was in London. It was the national walkout day and thousands of students were marching in countless cities all over the United Kingdom. In London, a colorful and determined march (supported by all student organisation, with the exception of the notoriously brave-hearted NUS) made its way from Trafalgar square down to Whitehall. There, at about 1pm, it happened again. The Metropolitan Police, fearful of being blamed again for incompetence, kettled everyone in.
