We're in Mountain View, home of Google, 54% white, 35% Asian and only 2% black. But my feisty wife wasn't going to miss this.
A feisty Asian woman with a bullhorn kept it lively and had us kneel:
We saw a city councilman there sporting a Black Lives Matter button chatting with an officer:
When they were done talking, we spoke to the officer. He was fascinating. I asked if this was rough for him and his colleagues on the force. He said it is gut wrenching because of the tragic loss of life and years of progress bonding with the community damaged. He said no one likes getting a ticket or told to turn the music down, so they are tense when the police come around anyway, but this makes it much worse. He said the officers in Floyd's death were clearly at fault in a terrible way and it's an awful shame.
I asked why he was there and he said to support the movement. But he felt like the enemy. But he said, if he wanted to be a hero, he would have been a fireman.
This guy was in my face, calling me a blue-eyed devil, saying this is the fault of the Democratic party. He would get a foot in front of my face and scream, maskless. I tried to say something, but he wouldn't let me speak:
Ironically, some protesters called the police on him.
The police assessed the situation but declined to interfere.
Does anyone know what writing this is?
We had some diversity:
My wife is the feisty one who said we must go. That's another reason I love her.
