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]]> ~Fridgeater http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/13228070/ http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/13228070/ Tue, 05 Jun 2007 13:15:12 PDT
All I ask is that you (the people viewing the stuff) take into account that I'm still working my way around these different mediums. Thats not me asking you not to critique my work... just don't flame me please, my fragile little mentality wouldn't take it.

]]> ~Fridgeater http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/8211481/ http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/8211481/ Sun, 19 Mar 2006 21:14:18 PST
When I was growing up my father worked for an airline company, I used to live in a city call Jeddah in Saudia Arabia, in particular a compound called Saudia City. This was where all of the ex-pat employies lived, it was a pretty big place, about two miles in radius.
In the centre of all this was the Cinema.
The Cinema was a ruin, it was built to entertain the populus of the compound but as soon as it had been completed the muslims complained. They said it was a den of temptation, because at cinema's men and women meet and spend time together. And so it came to be that they started to demolish it... but they never finsihed the job, infact it was pretty much completely intact. Only two walls had been smashed and then they fenced it off.
As you can guess, the fencing lasted all of ten minutes. It quickly became the place to hang out, during the day the skateboarders, roller bladers and BMXers would turn that place into a mini skatepark / obstical course and during the night it was a place to go and get drunk (with homemade beer and wine that was stolen from their parents).
I and my friends hung out there too, the difference was that we didn't get drunk or stoned... we had other ideas.

Next door to our compound was another one, commonly known as the stuardess's compound, because thats where all the single women and they're children were sectioned off to. My friends and I would regularly hop the fences to go in there and see our female friends, but that wasn't the only reason. Within the stuardess's compound was their training grounds. There the stuardess's would learn how to perform emergancy procedures, some of those involved the use of flares. Often they would leave the flares in buckets out in the open, it was a simple matter of climbing the fence and taking them.

We would return to the Cinema in the dead of night and set them off, they gave such an beautifully errie glow, I'd be transfixed by it.

Over time the Cinema became more of a wreck, as you would expect when you leave a building to kids. I would love to go and visit on quiet days and read all the graffiti that was written on walls, while most of it was inane rubbish there was some that had merit... I still remember one of the poems that was written on a wall in three foot letters;

'My mind is sharp and my reactions quick, but I still fall to that bullet of passion.'

I admit that its not a great poem, but it stuck. Amongst all that wreckage was art. Seats were taken apart and recycled into art, it became a youth centre of sorts.
I used to sit and meditate in one of the rooms on the top floor. The view from there was stunning, you could see for miles through the holes in the walls.

This I think started my facination with entropy. There is beauty to be found in destruction... just as one thing ends something else begins. ]]> ~Fridgeater http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/6957546/ http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/6957546/ Fri, 04 Nov 2005 21:09:25 PST And yes I will be able to remember I have no idea why I can but I just can. ]]> ~Fridgeater http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/6806529/ http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/6806529/ Wed, 19 Oct 2005 04:48:11 PDT But thankfully all that will soon come to an end because I now have the ability to drive myself about. More varied scenes shall be forthcoming! ]]> ~Fridgeater http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/6422380/ http://Fridgeater.deviantart.com/journal/6422380/ Mon, 05 Sep 2005 11:40:54 PDT
September 3rd 2005

In Kenosha, Wisconsin an annual Punk Rock Picnic was held. It’s an outdoor gathering of punks and those who support the punk culture. Children, teenagers and adults come together in a gathering of unity and love for the music. According to the Sunday paper (issued September 4th), Punk Rock Picnic attracted about 400 people. This was at St. Therese's Parish (2020 91st street), which was private property, and the event had a permit that lasted from 12:00 P.M. until 10:30 P.M., and a permit to sell alcohol (beer) to those of age. However the peaceful festivities were broken up with excessive force long before the permit expired. Eleven people (adults and teenagers) were arrested on various charges.

In previous years police had threatened the Punk Rock Picnic, even shut it down, but never has it come to brutality. A few bands had played by 5:30 P.M. and it was a pretty enjoyable day. Great weather, great people, energetic sets played by Kenocore bands such as B.B Slags, Phrenology, Republicans on Welfare, Lewdenbashers, Criminal Minds, Self Destruckt, and Pistofficer. During the Pistofficer set, a few officers came for a brief time and warned the group about profane language. The bands complied with the requests, even if they disagreed. Being censored meant keeping the show going, so they kept their humility about it.

That day, a majority of the crowd looked forward to the Yates Kids’ set. As Phrenology's set came to its end, and members of the Yates Kids prepared to set up, officers came into the shelter where the stage was. With a little discussion with Frank Lenfestey (who set up the picnic, and is lead singer of Pistofficer), the police force decided to shut Punk Rock Picnic ’05 down. There were noise complaints from neighbors; and apparently officers had already asked the attendees to quiet down. However no such requests had ever been made.

Members of the Yates Kids started a peaceful protest with a bass line and drum beat to their song ‘She loves rock ‘n roll’. People in the crowd sang along word for word, as if this sacred punk rock chant would protect them from the police officers. Lt. Jane Finley later described the singing [in the Sept. 4th paper] as hostility and anti-police chants. The drummer of the Yates Kids (Kye) was told by an officer to stop drumming, but he kept on going. The officer took one of Kye's cymbals away, but he couldnt put a halt to the Punk Rock Picnic. So the officer hit the drummer in the face with the cymbal.

Kye walked off the back of the stage, barely having time to wipe the blood off of his face onto his 'Pistofficer' T-shirt before he was aggressively pushed to the ground by three officers and handcuffed. His face was an emotionally scarring sight, cut and bloody from the gravel and beatings. Many pictures were taken, and most of it was video taped; there were many baffled witnesses, the officers looked almost frightened. As the crowd surrounded them, a chant broke out:

“Music is not a crime!”

Perhaps this was also one of the anti-police chants Finley had mentioned in the article. After the drummer was lead to a squad car, and it had been surrounded, police urged the crowd to leave. Verbal warnings were issued, and some comments from officers such as "Hey, Im trying to be nice", as they shoved a bit, and urged. A few passively stood their ground, and were detained or arrested. One of two pictures featured in the September 4th Kenosha Newspaper was of a girl being handcuffed. The caption didn't mention how old she was, or what they really did to her. Perhaps the facts were all too gruesome.

A series of screams cut through the chaos, which brought attention to a fifteen-year-old girl who was on the ground under an officer. They shoved her into the gravel, and after she had been handcuffed, beat her in the face with a flashlight. The police force arrested/detained 11 people. According to the article, it took 33 police officers and 1 1/2 hours to completely clear the crowd.

“There was not only a girl who was tasered and passed out on the ground, but there was [also] one that was mased and whipped to the ground by her ponytail. She looked around 15 or 16 and no more than 100 lbs. She was tiny, and he just attacked her. Not to mention the kid who was arrested for talking on his cell phone. The police officers used excessive force and vulgar language. Like coming up to me, and a group of other girls and telling us that we had better "f---ing move”, or we'd be moved. The majority of officers from [Kenosha] were there... Did they not have a better crime in Kenosha and Pleasant Prairie to attend to? Did they really need to use such brutality on young teenagers and forcefully shut down our once peaceful festival? I think not. The behavior shown by the police officers at that festival was not only unneeded, but [also] l... ]]> ~Fridgeater