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why have i been summoned
(can i keep sebastian stan)
I don’t think I know anyone with this background, but maybe we can signal boost. One major thing the Ferguson organizers have been asking for specifically for several days is for service donations from mental health professionals with a background in trauma counseling, people of color would be preferable for obvious reasons. If you know someone who might be willing to either to go to Ferguson or do tele-sessions, please direct them to this form.
What sounded like another bomb went off.
As we ran across the street, away from the sound of the explosion, a helicopter shone its light on us. We instinctively ducked, as if a prison watch guard had caught us trying to break out… I started running toward the main street. I figured if I could just get up this one block, I’d find my way to the car blockade, and then I’d be safe.
Then I froze. I could see the soldiers marching up West Florissant. They looked like monsters.
At that moment, I didn’t feel like a journalist. There was nothing about this event that I felt the need to chronicle. There was no time to find out what the bombs actually were and what was actually coming out of the guns and what type of gas was coming out of the canisters. In this moment, there was nothing I felt the need to broadcast to the world. I didn’t even have the desire to communicate my safety or lack thereof.
I was just a black man in Ferguson.
Grantland’s Rembert Browne on attending the protests in Ferguson on Wednesday night