By Needa Bee
Yesterday we figured out where our important belongings were. We regrouped. Rested. Worked on a statement in response to the traumatic eviction and lying devils. Enjoyed Life. Brushed the rubble from our shoulders and laughed at the devil’s.
Where are we? Two of us are crashing at temporary spots. One of us is in a basement. One of us is in a tent. The rest of us are living in vehicles on the street. But I bet if you asked the city and staff who lied about giving us shelter and lied about not destroying our property they couldn’t tell you where we are or how we are doing. Cuz there has been non follow up to our whereabouts and safety since they destroyed everything and kicked us literally to the curb. But they would probably lie about that too.
For now, our home base is the street outside of the gates where the housing and dignity village. We are a community, a family, a unit. The bonds we have created are like the frame and rafters of a home. They cant crush and destroy that.
Last night a reporter was looking for a sob story. He asked me “how is everyone doing”. I said “we are strong and resilient”. He didn’t like my answer. I didn’t give him tears. The lying devils probably don’t like that either.
The first time Libby and her administration bulldozed the promise land village in West Oakland in 2017 they only made us stronger. They awoke a movement. Clearly the devil don’t learn from her mistakes.
We are already regrouping. We are already multiplying. We will be coming back. From 100 different angles.
There are at least 14,000 unhoused in Libby’s oakland. And we have support from our housed neighbors all the way to the federal government.
We aint done. We aint dismantled. We aint silenced. We aint stopping.