Guest post: The Edward R. Murrow de nos jours

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Ophelia Benson

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Originally a comment by Pliny on Trump’s impression.

DATELINE PORTLAND

(Your man in the streets Pliny)

Large numbers of people out in the streets – and parks, and by the river, and on the river. Lots of families apparently using children as human shields.

Smoke rising from many backyard barbeques.

Coffee shops fomenting with – patrons

Biggest thing about ICE is the video showing them pepper spraying peaceful protestors who were not interfering w operations.

Many Portlanders fear that military will not bring enough trash bags like in DC. Some areas could use their help.

Also having troops in town has raised fears that it’s just what we need – more people living in tents…

From War-torn Portland

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One response to “Guest post: The Edward R. Murrow de nos jours”

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    Sumi

    Life During Wartime, Portland Edition

    Heard of the ICE van loaded with weapons

    Packed up and ready to go

    Heard of some soldiers by the Alphabet District

    A place where nobody goes.

    The sound of gunfire off in the distance

    I’m used to school shootings now

    Lived in a foursquare, lived in a condo

    I’ve lived all over this town.

    This ain’t no party, this ain’t hot yoga

    This ain’t no fooling around

    No Kenny & Zuke’s Delicatessen

    I ain’t got time for that now

    Upload the content to social media

    Hope for a like and subscribe

    I got three passports, a couple of visas

    Cost over two hundred grand

    High on a hillside, the trucks are loading

    People for El Salvador

    I work in the daytime, I work in the nighttime

    I might not ever get paid.

    This ain’t no party, this ain’t hot yoga

    This ain’t no fooling around

    This ain’t no Cà Phê or Electrica

    I ain’t got time for that now

    Heard about LA? Heard about Chi-town?

    Heard about Wash’ton, DC?

    You oughta know not to stand by the window

    You might just fall from up there

    I got some groceries, some Salt and Straw

    Enough to last a couple of days

    But I ain’t got no earbuds, ain’t got no headphones,

    Ain’t got no YouTube to play.

    Why stay in college? Why go to night school?

    Trump cut their funding right now

    Can’t write no email, can’t send no DM

    I ain’t got time for that now

    Trouble in Tri-Met, got through the turnstile

    We blended in with the crowd.

    They got computers, they’re tapping cell phones

    I know that that’s now allowed.

    We dress like athletes, we dress like hikers

    Or in some Lulu attire

    I changed my hair color so many times now

    I don’t know what I look like.

    You make me shiver, I feel so tender

    We make a pretty good team

    Don’t get exhausted, I’ll do some driving

    You ought to get you some sleep

    Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?

    They won’t help me survive

    My chest is aching, burns like a furnace

    The burning keeps me alive

    Get your instructions, follow directions

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