55 Days of Occupy Philly: Days 3 & 4

I will be posting these for each of the 55 days of Occupy Philly on Dilworth Plaza, from October 6, 2011 to November 30, the night of our eviction.

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10/8/11 Day 3. No journal entry,
but an article, CBS News
Notice the quotes around “Occupy Philadelphia,” and “Occupy Wallstreet”
and photos from CK1 Photography

March through Center City, in the Metro

Sunday Day 4
5:35 PM
10/9/11 The drum circle begins. The end of my nap. /with a break for the General Assembly they’ll keep it going till midnight. 75 tents last night—a new row of them in front of City Hall. The Occupation gradually expanding, spreading out across Dilworth Plaza. 22nd day for OWS. Cut back hours on Food Working Group—exhausted. Try to do the morning pre-breakfast set up—6:45. Hope I can keep it up after it gets cold & I have to sleep at home. This will be my 4th night. I wake each morning wondering whether I can do another day. I walk through the camp in the pre-dawn dark.

Last night’s GA – fragmented—sound problems with the speakers and the people’s mic—those speaking more than usual—who didn’t know how to project their voices. The sound system drives people away from the speaker creating a physical disconnect. Too many there unfamiliar with the process—or the discipline required to make it work

The people’s mic more than a substitute for amplification-it’s a marvelous learning tool.
I sign my name: Jacob Spirit Stick… so people here will know where/how to find me.

Spirit Stick

Pale blue sky between glass towers. Two men play chess—argue whether our electoral system can be saved. The Food station well staffed now—and has overhead canopies. There was a scramble to move to the North, along JFK. People blocking traffic dropping off supplies.
Finally arranged a pick-up for the foam. Medical emergency truck pulls up on Broad in front of /city Hall—take a gurney from the back, head north on Dilworth Plaza. A fight between two old men. Plain clothes cops locked one up, says a toothless man standing near by. The rescue team takes a man who’s lying on the ground. It’s unseasonably warm. Winter looms.


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