For the past several weeks I have sat alone in front of two screens: that of my television following the news, and that of my computer reacting to the news. I have written and drawn my anger, and shared it with friends—both on line and in person. I have gone down to the streets, with thousands of others. Now, at this historical moment of the country’s movements and struggle, I am now part of an “us.” We take back our streets, sea, and forests, and we leave them the walls, the parking meters, and the gates and their locks. They divide the profits of their bids and illegally extend their government power. We have legitimacy and people power.
These visuals, sentences, ideas, and causes, are the result of a collaborative effort. They are inspired by, conceived with, and executed through the help of friends. They are the sum of the victories this movement has won until this day, in only a few weeks. We have stopped their tenders. We tore down their walls, We have taken control of our public spaces, and now we demand legitimate representation in the state.