Perhaps outside of the wealthy fortresses in certain gilded LA neighborhoods, we are a series of favelas of extreme poverty cordoned off by cops, walls, and freeways. But perhaps another barrier exists — one that permeates our minds and tells us where those of us who live in those favelas can and can’t go and what we can and can’t do. Perhaps this was the barrier that was broken on April 29, 1992. The response to the not guilty verdict was not “let’s file an appeal.” The response was “fuck this!” ...
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