As I am typing this from the peace and safety of my dorm room, I can hear the rumble of the news helicopters in the distance and know that a couple blocks down, thousands of people gathered on Sproul screaming their lungs out. All I have been hearing about today is the shooting at Haas, arson, police brutality, etc. and while it is quite an experience to have the opportunity to witness this action, this news, this history first-hand, I find myself struggling to make sense of it all. My perception of recent events is just as incomplete and confusing as the movement itself and quite frankly, all I can say is shit is going down.
Berkeley at it’s finest. Making history.