#RiseUpOctober, Cleveland to New York City on October 24

Puncture the Silence has endorsed the national Stop Mass Incarceration Network‘s call to #RiseUpOctober, a series of major protests on October 22-24.

On October 24, thousands of protesters are expected in New York City, and buses from Cleveland and other cities have been chartered to bring families of people killed by police to New York City. The energy and passion of the Black Lives Matter movement has brought more attention to this issue than ever before, and this is our opportunity to harness some of this energy in a massive uprising in our nation’s financial capital. When it comes to resisting police terror, New York City is the belly of the beast. The birthplace of “Broken Windows Policing” and “Stop and Frisk”, NYC has the country’s largest police force. Former Mayor Bloomberg boasted that “I have my own army in the NYPD, which is the seventh biggest army in the world.” Possibly even scarier than the idea of this force answering to the neoliberal Bloomberg is the fact that they have since gone rogue under current Mayor Bill DiBlasio. In a blatant rebuke to the voters of the city, the police didn’t stop their “slowdown” until DiBlasio stepped back from his tepid criticisms of the out-of-control force.

We have taken on the challenge of raising funds to help send families of victims from Cleveland on buses to NYC. Please visit our Donate page and stay tuned for details on an upcoming bake sale. We also hope other people of conscience who want to be a part of the protest in New York City will join us on buses. For more information about how to get a seat on one of the buses, please email us or visit Cleveland’s local #RiseUpOctober website.

A #RiseUpOctober kickoff event held in New York City last week featured families of victims and also many speeches. Stop Mass Incarceration Network co-founder Cornel West’s rousing closing remarks can be seen in the video below.



On Saturday, April 11, victims of abuse at the hands of the Cleveland police department came to Cleveland State University to tell their stories to a panel of distinguished human rights activists and leaders at an event called The People’s Tribunal on Police Brutality. Today, Puncture the Silence is releasing a transcript of the tribunal along with a short video. At 11 AM there will be a press conference at the Old Stone Church, where panelists and testifiers will answer questions from reporters. In addition to offering the stories to the media, we intend to pursue justice by bringing the injustices of Cleveland’s “justice” system to the attention of international human rights organizations.

The Tribunal was at turns somber and uplifting. Family members of people whose lives had been stolen delivered powerful testimony, while panelists offered their support and gave their perspectives on the deeper issues that lead to the conditions that engender police abuse. Reading the testimony is a powerful and heart-wrenching experience. For a hint of the power of the tribunal, watch the 13 minute video that was produced for us by Faheem Khabeer. Links to the transcript and video can be found here.

-Keith Wilson

Mayor Jackson’s Brelo Verdict preparations are making Protestors less safe

Cleveland Mayor Frank Jackson’s administration and the Cleveland Police Department have been preparing for the possibility of a violent uprising in the wake of a verdict in the trial of Michael Brelo, the only person facing prison time for the 137 shots the Cleveland Police fired at the unarmed Malissa Williams and Timothy Russell in late 2012. They claim that the city’s preparations are designed to “protect people in protesting and exercising their First Amendment rights.” However, this is a falsehood designed to cover for infiltrating the protests and the Mayor’s fear-mongering is actually endangering protesters’ safety.

Consider the city’s actions. While it’s heartening that Jackson and the CPD have signaled their intention to take a “hands-off” approach to peaceful protesters, descriptions of the “Rapid Response Team” and “Marshalls” the city has enlisted to act as a buffer between protesters and police are deeply troubling. Although billed by the city as a group of independent volunteers, it is clear that they are being trained to act as de facto state agents. As Sam Allard wrote in the Cleveland Scene, the functions of these volunteers, including “embedding in protests” (i.e. undercover infiltration), sound more like a rehash of COINTELPRO than “peacekeeping.” Especially sinister is the intention of the city to equip these volunteers with striking lime-green badges, an affront to the independently-run Legal Observers of The National Lawyers Guild who have identified themselves with the distinctive color since 1968. In response, the NLG felt compelled to put out a statement disclaiming any relation to Mayor Jackson’s “volunteers,” saying “Unlike the City’s volunteers and Marshals, NLG Legal Observers® do not report to, work with, or negotiate with law enforcement or government officials.” The NLG’s work protects protesters from the primary threat to their safety, which is the police. Undermining the NLG in this way shows a blatant lack of concern for protesters’ safety on the part of the Jackson Administration. Ideally, Jackson would abandon the entire charade of trying to protect the safety of protesters and leave that job to the NLG and other legal observers along with street medics who, unlike CPD, protesters can trust to provide first aid if they are injured. The least the Jackson administration could do would be to change the color of the volunteers’ badges in deference to the NLG.

While the primary safety concern for protesters is the risk posed by violence from the police themselves, they also face occasional violence from angry drivers and bystanders. If the police did have a role in protecting protesters’ safety, these individuals would be detained or at least discouraged. To date, however, the police have shown uncharacteristic mercy for such individuals. If Mayor Jackson were truly concerned for protesters’ safety, he would be reminding Clevelanders of the scrupulously peaceful nature of recent local protests, and encouraging Clevelanders not to bring weapons into the situation. Instead, Jackson has been amplifying the unfounded rumors of plans for riots in the city. This has helped to fuel paranoia among Cleveland residents, resulting in plans for counter-protests that have a distinctly threatening tone, including talk of armed retaliation in case of rioting and images of war scenes from the movie 300. As Malaya Davis of the Ohio Student Association emphasizes, protest chants of “No Justice, No Peace” are not meant to suggest violence. It means that Clevelanders should not be peacefully sitting in their homes while injustice reigns in neighboring communities. I call on the mayor to stop spreading rumors of rioting and to remind would-be vigilantes that protesters are almost never armed, and even in Ferguson and Baltimore, families and residences were never targeted.

-Keith Wilson of PTS

The problem with “All Lives Matter”

In the New York Times yesterday, Judith Butler discussed the importance of the “Black Lives Matter” chant. Below is an excerpt where she explains the problem with the retort that “All Lives Matter.”

When some people rejoin with “All Lives Matter” they misunderstand the problem, but not because their message is untrue. It is true that all lives matter, but it is equally true that not all lives are understood to matter which is precisely why it is most important to name the lives that have not mattered, and are struggling to matter in the way they deserve.

Whiteness is less a property of skin than a social power reproducing its dominance in both explicit and implicit ways.

Claiming that “all lives matter” does not immediately mark or enable black lives only because they have not been fully recognized as having lives that matter. I do not mean this as an obscure riddle. I mean only to say that we cannot have a race-blind approach to the questions: which lives matter? Or, which lives are worth valuing? If we jump too quickly to the universal formulation, “all lives matter,” then we miss the fact that black people have not yet been included in the idea of “all lives.” That said, it is true that all lives matter (we can then debate about when life begins or ends). But to make that universal formulation concrete, to make that into a living formulation, one that truly extends to all people, we have to foreground those lives that are not mattering now, to mark that exclusion, and militate against it. Achieving that universal, “all lives matter,” is a struggle, and that is part of what we are seeing on the streets. For on the streets we see a complex set of solidarities across color lines that seek to show what a concrete and living sense of bodies that matter can be.

Puncturing the Silence

After the hugely successful protest we helped organize in Cleveland yesterday, Puncture the Silence has been getting a lot more attention. We don’t maintain this blog scrupulously, but we are much more active on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/puncturethesilencecle) and Twitter (@PTS_CLE). Or email us (let us know if you’d like to be on our mailing list): PunctureTheSilenceCLE@gmail.com

For an excellent, independent, big-picture take on yesterday’s action, see Tim Russo’s “Why nonviolence alone punctures the silence.” Two corrections. 1. A person WAS arrested when protestors first blocked the intersection at Public Square. 2. Protestors were NOT escorted onto the highway, but had to push through a police car/horse block.

We are working on our own account of the events yesterday.

The First Unitarian Church of Cleveland’s Reverend Daniel Budd’s sermon on the New Jim Crow

Below is the text of Reverend Budd’s powerful message.

Sermon of September 28, 2014

First Unitarian Church of Cleveland


the Rev. Daniel Budd


It was a nearly perfect afternoon  cloudless, the sun warm on my shoulders, food in my garden and in my refrigerator, my bills paid  when I bent to tug free a head of new garlic to throw in with the potatoes and chard I’d planned for dinner, and my back seized up. It would be days before I could stand upright, let alone work in the garden, without pain.

I wasn’t thinking of it, though it seems my body was: the seemingly insignificant runin I’d had with the police the night before. For a black man any encounter with the police is tense, and that tension had found its way into my muscles, if not my mind.

I teach creative writing at Indiana University in Bloomington, and I had been in my office on campus until about eleven o’clock, working hard on my tenure file, trying to get a little breathing room before a guest came to stay for a few days. In my town, on an earlysummer night at 11 PM, there’s still a pleasant bit of activity on the street. So when the cop pulled me over, two local bars were crowded half a block away, their outside seating full to capacity, and the walking path was busy with pedestrians and cyclists.

I wasn’t perturbed by the cop. I had made a decision in the recent past no longer to be afraid of the police. With their costumes, their hats, the boots worn by the “troopers,” police are meant to make us feel scared, guilty, criminal (some of us more than others). There’s a way in which they take up residence in our bodies (some of us more than others). When they appear behind us or in our line of sight, our heart rate accelerates, our breathing quickens, our muscles contract. We become acutely aware not only of what we were doing but also of what the cop might think we were doing.

But I had decided I’d try not to feel guilty when I next encountered the police. Why? First, because I am thirtyeight years old and generally lawabiding. Second, because it had occurred to me that when I paid my taxes, I was helping to pay police officers’ salaries, and therefore this cop was actually my employee  though I wouldn’t have said so to him. Third, I was tired of being afraid. So I’d decided to imagine the police in general  and this cop pulling me over in particular  as doing what I imagine a policeman should spend his time doing: making our community safer.

And so, for the first time in my life when a cop came to my car window, I looked him in the eye and asked as gently and openheartedly as possible if he could tell me why he’d stopped me. “After you give me your license and registration,” he said. 1 handed them over, and he told me simply, “Your licenseplate light is out.” I’d had no idea there was such a thing as a licenseplate light, and 1 told him as much, laughing to express my goodnatured confusion and gratitude: He wants to do me a favor.

And he smiled  just for a second  then asked if 1 had any drugs in the car. When 1 said no, he asked if 1 had any guns in the car. When 1 said no, he asked if I’d been drinking. When 1 said no, he asked again, “You don’t have any weapons or anything illegal in the car 1 should know about?” (Strange, you might think, for such questions to arise from a burnedout licenseplate light.) And 1 said, looking straight ahead through the windshield, “No.”

Probably any of you who are black or brown have a version of this story, if not a worse one. One friend of color, when 1 mentioned it to him, said, “I thought he was going to go toss the car and make you clean it up.” Another friend’s black father said, “Any time you meet the cops and don’t go to jail is a good time.”

I recently realized that I’ve never, as an adult, driven past a car that’s been pulled over without looking to see the race of its occupants. Part of every black child’s education includes learning how to deal with the police so he or she won’t be locked up or hurt or even killed.”Despite my advanced degrees and my lightbrown skin, I’ve had police take me out of my vehicle, threaten to bring in the dogs, and summon another two or three cars. But I’ve never been thrown facedown in the street or physically brutalized by the cops, as some of my black friends have. I’ve never been taken away for a few hours or days on account of “mistaken identity.” All in all, this traffic stop the other night amounted to nothing. It was so nothing, in fact  so everyday, so known, so agreed upon, so understood  that I am embarrassed, ashamed even, by the scale of my upset, by the way this nonevent took up residence in my body and wrung me out like a rag. I didn’t even get a ticket, after all. He just asked me some questions  questions I knew (we all knew, didn’t we?) he had before he pulled me over. We say, “Yeah, that’s just how it goes.” Given what could’ve happened, I ought to be glad, right? I ought to get over it.

But it is also the familiarity of it all (black guy has unpleasant runin with the cops) that makes my experience, and the many thousands like it, almost invisible  which makes the significant daily terror of being a black or brown person in this country almost invisible.

Ross Gay, Some Thoughts on Mercy, The Sun, July 2013


The last time I got pulled over, I was on a township road.  I was going west and the police car was coming east, when he flipped on his lights, did a Uturn, and pulled up behind me.  Like just about any of us, my heart sank and I felt anxious the minute I saw that happen.  I realized I had not been paying attention to my speed.  I got my license and registration ready.  Actually, it was not my registration, but did indicate that I had just recently leased the car and was waiting for the plates to come in.  I also had not yet gotten a new insurance card.  I was sure I would get cited for any or all of the above.

When he returned to my car, he handed my license and quasiregistration back to me and said I had a very good driving record and I could go.  Relieved, I indeed drove on, keeping at a steady 35 miles per hour.

That is what driving while white is like.  He did not ask about my passengers or even seem to care.  He did not ask if I had drugs or weapons in the car, or if I would give consent for him to conduct a search.  He did not ask me to step out of the car or keep my license because I did not have the proper insurance card yet.  All that could have happened, but it did not.

As Ross Gay notes in his essay, Some Thoughts on Mercy, this is certainly not the experience of African Americans.  In fact, it is pretty much the exact opposite.  And it is way more common than we realize.  Just last week on Real Time with Bill Maher, his guest, Wendell Pierce  an actor on the cable show Ray Donovan  told his story of being stopped by the cops, essentially for DWB, driving while black.  As Gay said in his essay, this is so familiar a scenario that it is almost invisible.

Why is it happening?  And why is it happening with such frequency?

Michelle Alexander, in her extraordinary book, The New Jim Crow, answers those questions with disturbing and wellresearched clarity.  Among too many other things, she notes how our justice system, with the support of the Supreme Court, has consistently and systematically narrowed the range of the Fourth Amendment to our Constitution concerning unlawful search and seizure to the point where our police forces are allowed, and even empowered, to stop anyone on the slightest suspicion, or even the possibility of the slightest suspicion, of having illegal drugs or weapons in their possession.  One telling example of this is the drugcourier profiles used by the Drug Enforcement Agency in their training programs for law enforcement agencies.  Officers are trained to look for people who are

traveling with luggage, traveling without luggage, driving an expensive car, driving a car that needs repairs, driving with outofstate license plates, driving a rental car, driving with mismatched occupants, acting too calm, acting too nervous, dressing casually, wearing expensive clothing or jewelry, being one of the first to deplane, being one of the last to deplane, deplaning in the middle, paying for a ticket with cash, using largedenomination currency, using smalldenomination currency, traveling alone, traveling with a companion and so on.  Even striving to obey the law fits the profile! (Alexander, p. 71)

Pretty much being in public and having a discernable heartbeat is cause enough to be stopped on suspicion.  But the one characteristic that is not mentioned, but which Alexander proves to be the case time and time again, is race.  Black and brown people are stopped far more often than white people.  And not only are they stopped more often, but they are also far more likely to find themselves swept into the criminal justice system and marginalized for the rest of their lives.

All this thanks to the infamous War on Drugs.

The War on Drugs was declared in 1982, after the Justice Department announced that it would cut their program to identify and prosecute whitecollar criminals by half and shift its attention to street crime, especially druglaw enforcement.  At this time, less than 2 percent of the American public viewed drugs as the most important issue facing the nation. (p. 49)  In just seven years, that figure jumped to 64%, due to the most part to the War on Drugs sensational and racially biased media campaign.  The insidious genius of this campaign was its avoidance of any explicit racial terms, even while its clear intent, proven by the campaigns results, was to target black people.

Another increase occurring during this time was the increase in funding of federal law enforcement agencies.  While it was a struggle to even maintain funding for education, drug treatment and prevention, and the arts (for instance), antidrug funding for the FBI leapt from 8 million dollars to 95 million dollars in the four years from 1980 to 1984.  By 1991, the DEAs antidrug spending grew from 86 million dollars to one billion, 26 million dollars.

Much of these funds turned into federal aid grants to local and state law enforcement agencies based upon their success in drug enforcement, creating a situation where these agencies were put in competition with each other.  The better you did, the more money you got.  Thus the use of the random stop (as Ross Gay pointed out, sometimes for as minor a cause as a burnt out license plate light), increased dramatically and remained a primary tool even though it has only about a 5% success rate.  This low success rate meant that a high number of stops had to occur in order to keep the federal funds flowing.  As one officer is quoted saying, Its sheer numbers. Youve got to kiss a lot of frogs before you find a prince.

Another source of income became what was called asset forfeiture.  This was conceived as a way to cut into the profit motive that fueled drugtrafficking by large criminal organizations by allowing any of their assets which were connected with their illegal activities to be seized.  This included money, planes, cars, and such.  But this quickly changed from being a punishment to drug dealers to being a cash cow for law enforcement, who broadened the policies on asset forfeiture to include practically anything of value and created another source of competition among the agencies.  This has become so corrupt now that two of the creators of this program in the 80s, John Yoder and Brad Cates, called for its abolishment in a recent Washington Post oped piece.

Now we all know that drug abuse is a very serious problem.  Many a life  both individual and family  is compromised, threatened, and oftimes damaged by drug abuse.  No question about that. But one of the issues here is that there is a disproportionate amount of money being poured into drug law enforcement while funds for education and drug treatment languish and suffer.  If we were serious about this drug problem, I would think those figures would be at least half and half, if not tipping more significantly toward the education and treatment side.

Another issue is the target of this enforcement, primarily  no, overwhelmingly  African Americans.  Alexander notes that Human Rights Watch found that, in the year 2000 for example, 80  90% of all drug offenders sent to prison were African American.  And since the War on Drugs gained full steam in the mid1980s, prison admissions for African Americans increased by a factor of 22 from 1983  2000.  In the past 25 years, the prison population in the United States has leapt from around 350,000 to 2.3 million.  In 2006 alone, 1 in every 14 black men was behind bars, compared to 1 in every 106 white men  astonishing figures either way, but alarmingly so for African American men.

Now, ok, you can say that it is all because crime rates have risen and our law enforcement system has been doing an increasingly effective job.  That would be nice were it the case, but it is not.  Michelle Alexander observes that

it has been changes in our laws  particularly the dramatic increases in the length of prison sentences  that have been responsible for the growth of our prison system, not increases in crime.  (p. 93)

We may also credit the types of crime for which individuals are arrested and sentenced, which tend to be for minor infractions, and particularly class D felonies, the lowest felony with which one can be charged.  Thus another disproportionate figure comes into play, that of the large number of nonviolent offenses which land people in prison  not pushing or dealing, not assault or even murder as a result of drug use or activity  but being caught with small amounts, sometimes very small amounts, of drugs.

And now we begin to get to the real reason for the War on Drugs.  It was, and still is, not a program to make us safer, to get drugs off the streets where our children play, or to reduce the damage done by drugs to our families, our friends, our neighbors.  It is a systematic program designed to sweep a certain population among us off the streets, into prisons, and then out again, now labeled a felon.  As Alexander writes,

Once a person is labeled a felon, he or she is ushered into a parallel universe in which discrimination, stigma, and exclusion are perfectly legal, and privileges of citizenship such as voting and jury service are offlimits. (p. 94)

In addition, many people with this label have never even been sentenced to prison, merely threatened with it.  In 2008, there were 2.3 million people in prison, but a staggering 5.1 million on probation or parole, what is called community correctional supervision.  The overwhelming number of them are African American.  And it is the stunning efficiency of this program of creating and maintaining a secondclass citizenry, a second class caste, that Michelle Alexander calls the new Jim Crow.

Jim Crow is the label for the systematic practice of discriminating against and segregating Black people, especially as practiced in the American South from the end of Reconstruction to the early 1960s.  The term, Jim Crow, originated as the title of a postCivil War period song in a minstrel show, and used at that time as a general, derogatory name for any African American.

The Reconstruction Era is what followed our Civil War.  It was a time of gains for African Americans in social and economic equality.  But these gains created a backlash among the Southern white elite who vowed to reverse them.  They fought a terrorist campaign against Reconstruction governments and local leaders, complete with bombings, lynchings, and mob violence. (p. 30)   As they regained their power, they began to pass what came known as Jim Crow laws, which were designed to control the African American population again.  Later, segregation laws were proposed as part of a deliberate effort to drive a wedge between poor whites and African Americans.  These latter two groups had been experiencing a growing affinity, an affinity which also threatened the white elite who sought to encourage the poor whites to hold a sense of superiority over blacks, thus dividing and weakening a potentially threatening social and political bloc.  By the turn of the century, writes Alexander,

every state in the South had laws on the books that disenfranchised blacks and discriminated against them in virtually every sphere of life, lending sanction to racial ostracism.  Politicians competed with each other by proposing and passing ever more stringent, oppressive… legislation.  (p. 35)

The Civil Rights Era of the 1960s overturned much of Jim Crow.  Once again, social and economic equality seemed possible, attainable, and once again the elite were threatened.  But this time they were not mostly confined to the South; they were, and are, all over our country.  And since the overt and blatant tactics of the original Jim Crow would not work, there began a raceneutral movement that Ross Gay calls a corruption of the imagination.  Blacks and browns were more and more presented as criminals, as suspicious, as dangerous  and this image has embedded itself into our psyche to the extent that the connection between African Americans and crime has become a strong but invisible thread, a thread that has allowed the mass incarceration and the mass correctional supervision of millions of people, millions of people of color.  This is what Michelle Alexander names the new Jim Crow, the new system of control and suppression.  And it is way long past time for it to stop.

Alexander calls for a social movement and a reorganization of civil rights groups who have become ineffective against the new Jim Crow.  Out of her call has come such a movement, Stop Mass Incarceration/Puncture the Silence, that in turn is calling for a Month of Mass Resistance in October featuring events throughout the month.  Some of our own who are involved in this movement will be available during Coffee Hour to answer your questions and sign you up.

I close with my hope that we also deal with the corruption of the imagination that has occurred, the corruption that places stereotypes and negative labels on one another, that create fear and keep us from fully seeing the inherent worth and dignity of one another.  And I do not mean this in a colorblind sort of way; I mean seeing each others worth and dignity as black and brown and yellow and white  seeing the worth and dignity in each, as we are.  We do not need to be blind to the differences in our skin colors; we need to be, as Martin Luther King, Jr. said, lovestruck by them  delighted, amazed, and grateful for the wonder of our diversity.

Our systems need to change, yes; but just as importantly, so do we.  May the two grow together, and may we be truly visible, one to another.

(All noted quotations are from Michelle Alexander, The New Jim Crow, The New Press:2012)

How this got started

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In the early spring of 2014 several of us read the book The New Jim Crow, written by Michelle Alexander. We could no longer allow this injustice. Thus began the group Puncture the Silence – Stop Mass Incarceration. We are still a fledgling, but motivated and growing organization. We have endorsed the Stop Mass Incarceration Network’s Call for a month of ramped-up resistance to mass incarceration for October of 2014.

We are busy planning and organizing events showing our resistance to mass incarceration. A few of these are:

  • October 3-5 Sermons on the New Jim Crow from every pulpit
  • October 22 Demonstration at 3 PM on Public Square, Cleveland
  • October 30 National Wear Orange Day

With more still to come.

Join this new movement and help puncture the silence about all the injustices in the courts, sentencing, prosecutorial discretion, discriminatory mass incarceration of a generation of youth of color.