Posted by Anthony Holdsworth on October 26th, 2011 |
I visited Occupy Oakland several days after it began. Approaching the encampment walking south on 14th Street I saw tents encircling the steps of the amphitheater in front of City Hall. The encampment was muddy. It had rained the night before. As I passed the great oak, living symbol of the city, the outdoor kitchen was in full swing. I was surprised by its scale and organization. I entered the plaza, formerly known as Frank Ogawa, where the size and complexity of the encampment became clear. It was as if a Bay Area demonstration had brought it’s camping gear on a...