{"id":9872,"date":"2013-05-07T05:06:47","date_gmt":"2013-05-07T12:06:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/amicuscuria.com\/wordpress\/?p=9872"},"modified":"2014-05-04T01:50:43","modified_gmt":"2014-05-04T08:50:43","slug":"anarchists-enter-belly-of-the-beast-seattle-5-6-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/amicuscuria.com\/wordpress\/anarchists-enter-belly-of-the-beast-seattle-5-6-13\/","title":{"rendered":"(A)narchists Enter Belly of the Beast – Seattle, 5-6-13"},"content":{"rendered":"

‘Pack the courtroom’ was the word that went out on various local (A)narchist websites in response to criminal charges filed against a few suspects arrested for actions in the most recent Seattle May Day demonstrations. Whether this display of support for those suspects \u00a0would alter the course of their prosecution was necessarily speculative, but if success was to \u00a0be measured by some being denied access to the jailhouse courtroom due to its seating capacity having been reached, the indication could be seen in the faces of about a dozen youthful self professed (A)narchists grouped in the jailhouse plaza at 5th & James during the 2:30 pm court docket. \"DSCN0392crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0384\"<\/a> \"DSCN0386crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0388crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0389crp\"<\/a> The surrounding 1984 style architecture along with the arrogant dismissal of procedural Constitutionally mandated safeguards inside was inescapable. It resembled a gorgon-like hybrid of the Nuremberg trials setting, the Israeli courtroom that held the Eichmann trial, a scene from Hannibal Lector, the movie BRAZIL, and 1984’s room 102. This was King County’s version of Dr. Moreau’s Island, the place where human vivisection was practiced. From the outdoor jailhouse courtyard, Inmates began whistling and calling from their cells\/cages inside the multi-tiered structure. The (A)narchists, in turn, hooted and called back in solidarity with those incarcerated inside. The upper reaches had the look of an abattoir complete with its own stairway to heaven. Its courtyard had the smell of money replete with expensive tile artwork, some in the form of dark objects rising from the concrete. It was landscaped, but felt lifeless nevertheless. Here, human spirits were dashed upon the stones before returning to the dust from whence they came. It could have doubled as an abortion clinic without a face-lift. \"DSCN0432crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0435crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0436crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0410crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0411crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0412crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0414crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0416crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0417crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0419crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0421crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0422crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0423crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0424crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0425crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0426crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0428crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0429crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0430crp\"<\/a> \"DSCN0431crp\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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Chad Bylsma<\/p><\/div>\n

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(A)narchist ‘Maddy’ Pfeiffer hiding in the Scrum<\/p><\/div>\n

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Slimmer, Shorter Hair<\/p><\/div>\n

The bus trip to the Bremerton ferry\u00a0terminal was uneventful. The vehicle was replete with full-time surveillance video cameras that recorded every whisper and could see in the dark…no expectation of privacy here. In fact, there was virtually no expectation of privacy from the time of boarding the bus until returning home later that evening. The dominant state security apparatus had seized virtually all public spaces within its lethal coiled embrace. After being required to leave any\/all camera gear behind in a coin operated storage locker in the public lobby\/entrance, a visit to one of the two courtrooms was revealing. Thick bullet proof partitions and barriers crisscrossed the court at every angle. A glass cage suitable for Hannibal Lector was in one corner, an impregnable cubicle in which heavily chained defendants stood in the other. Presiding over this entire orchestrated exercise of deprecating the humanity of what appeared to be the most violently dangerous miscreants in the world judging from the looks of the expensive security features, was a robed judge pronouncing platitudes as pained tearful relatives\/dependents of the accused looked on while their lives\/homes\/future was usurped. Yet this was not a courtroom that conducted murder trials. This was what awaited those accused of petty misdemeanors. \u00a0The courtroom which conducted arraignments and preliminary hearings for those charged with more serious felonies was locked. One can only imagine what security looked like in that venue. Perhaps defendants were immobilized, strapped to tables, or forced to don 200,000 volt stun vests their interlocutors could activate with the press of a remote button.<\/p>\n

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Cameron?(red hair dreads) w\/p@ls<\/p><\/div>\n

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Cameron?(red hair dreads) w\/p@ls also seen in Seattle Occupy footage<\/p><\/div>\n

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Cameron?(red hair dreads) w\/p@ls at 5-6-13 Seattle County Jail Courthouse plaza<\/p><\/div>\n

Cameron(?) @ 1:10, unemployed, identifying to photojournalist in interview<\/strong>
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