Tuesday 30 August 2011

Albert Luthuli House

Went to a peaceful protest today. It was, in all honesty, quite a party.

A jolly and rotund cop said to me, through his riot mask: "You are going to run today, boy."
I had to bite my tongue, but in a perfect world "More than you ever have in your entire policing career" would have slipped from my mouth and I wouldn't get a face full of rubber buckshot.









We started off with a light jog to the site of the mornings  less than peaceful protest outside Albert Luthuli house. People had gathered in protest that Julius Malema may have hurt someones feelings with one of his frank, yet charismatic speeches, and is now in a spot of trouble. The police are at this stage preparing for a light spot of crowd control- This time preventing the mob from leaving the square outside Albert Luthuli house, the same square which they had kept people from entering that very morning. With water cannons.



Our warm up completed, we followed the mob for a jog around the town.  It was a lovely day. We went to a restaurant. There was a braai. Pap and wors. A nice lady sold me some loose cigarettes at pirate prices. We danced. I broke a sweat. I had no idea disgruntled people could jam like this.





It becomes even more obvious that the youth is in good hands with the ANC youth league. But only when observing the absolutely academic approach taken to protest-sign preparation.

"zuma were were u? 2011 youth at orlando busy making babies voetsek!!!
se julla kaba"



Lyrical inspiration.










Police funnelling protesters back into the square.












Demonstration ineffectual



It wasn't the students. Just saying.




There are talks about changing the legislature on crowd control tactics. I think this is just silly, we're obviously on the right track. If the cops continue to expand to new heights of obesity, it will take fewer men with only the most vigorous training in fast food pacing to hold down an entire street of protesters.

After the protest I headed to a remote dam to watch wet dogs play with a stick.

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