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I was tired, totally fatigued. The previous night I had come home late and went to bed to try to rest as much as possible that night in May.
I was awakened by music from my mobile phone, but not the clock ... it was Pablo, calling at 7'30 am to inform the eviction that is beginning to occur in the camping of Plaza Catalunya. I wanted to go there, but he urged me to stay home and take care of Social Networks of Acampadabcn until further notice. Thus began my day.
I started to collect information, verify facts that I came from everywhere. I put the TV and tuned in several radio and television through the computer to try not to miss anything. I started to encourage people through Twitter and Facebook (and I'm a member of the Subcommittee on Feedback in the Acampadabcn) to come to the plaza, and act in a peaceful way... but nothing helped our pacifism and flowers.
The Mossos (Catalan police, so to speak) charged on the young and not so young people who were gathered there, indiscriminately beating people who were sitting on the floor in a peaceful, quiet calling. Television cameras were witness to these facts, indignant about the actions of security forces ... which, later, "denied" aggression or violence.
At 11.00 am I broke down and what I was doing to go to the plaza. When I arrived, I could contact Cristian, another Feedback boys, and together we see how people protested what was happening ... until mossos reloaded. Yes, as you read. Became a worldwide hit by violence, people sitting on the ground that raised their hands in peace to their attacks. Cristian and I ran everything we could, and I ended up locked in a bank, separate from others. Upon leaving, I tried to contact with my teammates, but just tracked down my friend Alejandro, with whom I met. Together again we see how people make the place a peaceful, just before the occurrence of a new violent incident (now out of the square) and watch the mossos fired rubber bullets from their cars as they left (one near my head, if that ball hit me on my head, I would be dead now.)
They've acted violently to our flowers and smiles, our peaceful resistance. There is a guy in the hospital, which fortunately will live ... but at what price. They threaten to evict us again ... but we don't want to leave the square. Because it is our claim. Our meeting point. Our way of yelling that we do not agree with their laws and policies. Our struggle. Our home.
Because we will not leave until consensus about the solutions that politicians do not give us, and oddly, we are getting through popular debate.
If you feel outraged by what you just read, imagine how I feel, me, who this lived in the flesh. If you feel outraged, shares this story to be read worldwide.
If you feel outraged, just call ... and TAKE THE SQUARE. But always in a peaceful way. 'Cause they want violence from us. And we'll only give them our naked hands.
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