What to say...

I live a short walk from downtown Oakland/City Hall.  So Bella and I went for a walk.

Fridays have become demonstration night around here.  The place is electric, what with helicopters beating static overhead, theatre openings with people dressed accordingly and whatever else comes next.

Somehow, without knowing it we walked into the backside of all the police in riot gear amassing at City Hall.  I couldn't even see what was on the other side, but then you know, it was time to head on out of there.

So, in the gorgeous sunset, with the soft light of winter, pinks and blues are the back drop for so much that just doesn't make sense:

Why a man was shot and killed while he lay on the ground, how justice will be found and how we will ever learn to discern the humanity that lies within each of us.

This is the life of an urban cliff dweller.

See you around...