The Occupation of Kansas City: Day 9 (October 8, 2011)
Occupy Kansas City (October 8, 2011)
The picture I didn’t take (October 8, 2011)
Occupy KC, Day Ten: The day the occupation came to me (October 9, 2011)
Occupy Kansas City started out the day in Penn Valley Park, across from the Federal Reserve Bank, with music and a few speeches and continued with a march down Broadway to the Plaza. Approximately five hundred people participated in the march.
Approximately five hundred individuals with Occupy Kansas City marched south on Broadway toward the Plaza.
The band set up in front of John Salvest’s “temporary public monument” IOU/USA.
About an hour before the march started I was standing toward the back of the crowd engaged in a conversation with a print reporter (not working this story and on his own time). A young man, probably high school age, approached us with a pen and notebook and started asking me questions. He had seen my credentials. He explained that he had been involved in the protest via Twitter and had decided that he wanted to report on the story. I asked him if he had a blog. He told me he started one this morning. He handed me his video camera and asked me if I could tell if it needed a charge. He had just checked it out from his school. I couldn’t help him. After the nice young man left to charge his camera the print reporter and I commented on the various ironies of this new continuum. We’re moving up the food chain.
Listening to the music in Penn Valley Park before the start of the march.
Contrary to the sniffing of the pundit class, the Occupy folks had their act together when it came to the logistics for dealing with a larger crowd:
Hotflash, this picture is for you.
The water station.
Staffed by a volunteer nurse.
There were a number of Guy Fawkes masks. Doesn’t some corporation own that trademark?
Nope, no DFHs here.
Throughout the afternoon there were small groups of individuals, sometimes from different backgrounds, sharing their views on a number of political subjects:
Painting a sign before the march.
A common refrain throughout the afternoon.
Access to education was another common refrain.
The marchers line up to leave Penn Valley Park.
Marching up the hill past the Federal Reserve Bank complex.
At one point in the march I was on the west side of Broadway photographing the crowd as they marched south on the east side of the street. An individual from old media, seeing my credentials, said, as he was setting up his equipment, “Half these fuckers don’t even pay taxes.” As if that individual is in the top one percent? Right. Corporate propaganda certainly has reach. I didn’t reply and I continued walking south.
Filming b-roll for the evening news?
Even more taxpayers marching, at Broadway and Armour.
Crossing Broadway, stopping traffic.
The vast majority of the marchers were well disciplined and stayed on the sidewalks except when crossing at intersections or to cross the street.
A few youngsters in the street.
As the march proceeded down Broadway people stepped outside of businesses, restaurants and bars to watch and take pictures with their cell phones. Some asked questions as we passed. “What’s this about?” “Occupy Wall Street.” “Yeah, I heard about that.” Drivers of passing cars sounded their horns and some waved in support of the marchers.
A peace sign from an apartment balcony.
Approaching the Plaza.
Throughout the march there were individuals passing out leaflets to bystanders and to passengers in cars stopped at traffic lights.
Leafleting on 47th Street, heading into the Plaza. His sign reads, “One day the poor will have nothing to eat but the rich.”