The air was blue with four-letter words beginning with “F” and ending in “k” around the house here when Your Intrepid Reporter broke the news to his elder son, in his late teens, that he, Michael Kepler Meo, would have possibly to be making his own meals very soon now.
I have not eaten since nine o’clock this morning, and I won’t eat until Mayor Hales acts to promote substantive police accountability in this city, in place of obstructionist delaying maneuvers.
He could start by announcing his unconditional acceptance of all of the Albina Ministerial Alliance’s recommendations, but that still wouldn’t be enough; I have to see action by the Mayor, not just more words.
Tomorrow I will announce my fast before the Eastside democratic Club, meeting at the Grace Presbyterian Church, 6025 N.E. Prescott, at the corner of Cully Boulevard, between noon and two: coffee and snacks provided. I serve that organization as secretary, just as I do the Cascadia Chapter of the Pacific Green Party of Oregon.
Update 3 December 2014: The announcement before the EdC went as planned; today I was able to announce my now three-day old fast on television, in the City Council Chamber, in a hearing on police accountability.
Update 10 December 2014: Weight 180 pounds. I met Mayor Hales’s wife as she stepped through the door to the Office of Mayor shortly before five p.m. A gracious woman.
Update 16 December: As a commenter on Talking Points Memo put it today
do you really want to live in the world they are promoting? One where you must immediately acquiesce to any request/order given by anyone in a uniform, without question or complaint… under penalty of death if you don’t comply, or comply too slowly for them? Do you really mean to give people in uniform the power to kill, maim, imprison any person simply because they questioned why they were being confronted or resisted rough treatment?
Update 20 December: Weight 176. I find the backstory brought to light by Giuseppi, Ual-sho, of interest:
All seemed like a go and then the city decided to take Judge Simon to the Appeals Court and say he exceeded his authority. Bad move for lots of reasons, but one is that it pisses the judge off and the rest of the judges are aware of the appeal and never happy with a city who thinks they are smarter than the feds. So the first legal event just happened with Uber’s attempt to move into the city without getting the correct paper work from the transportation department, the commissioner who is the tax and rule guy, Novick (AKA Brutus.) The city tried to move a request for an injunction out of the federal court and into the county courts, guess who they had to ask, yup! Judge Michael Simon. He turned them down and now they are playing nice with Uber and working to allow the private transportation of people across our fair city. I just love it because I once told them “God help you if you ever get a case before Judge Simon.” Yes, sometimes life is sweet.
The discussion is about the Judge Simon whose ruling the City Council unanimously voted to appeal. The appeal that the Albina Ministerial Alliance said was a betrayal (hey read it for yourself).
Update 25 December: — the Word on the Street, as the black snitch on Starsky and Hutch always used to say, is that I am to be arraigned at Community Court No. 4, which I have never been to but guards dressed in uniforms of the Multnomah County Sheriffs Office assure me is located in the same building with the City Jail, which our municipal government chooses to call its Justice Center.
And this will be a 2 pm, the Day After Christmas.
Update 6 January 2015: [as the so-called Orthodox believers in the religion founded by a schismatic Jew a couple of millennia ago are well aware, this date is Epiphany] I weigh 165 this morning; my weight actually took a bounce: I was 165 and then 169 for a couple of days.