When I arrived at Central Station at 6.17pm, protesters were at the entry to platforms 16 to 25 chanting “no justice, no peace” and “too many cops, not enough justice,” using walls and the sides of bins to create noise.
It was loud. It was not violent.
Space became confined, tensions rose.
At 6.28, a protestor with a megaphone asked everyone to take a knee to diffuse the situation.
At exactly 6.43pm, pepper spray was deployed.
Yes, there was verbal aggression. People were chanting, some shouting at police, but I did not witness any protesters being physically violent.
People were yelling at police, but confrontations are something police officers would have anticipated and have been trained for.
This is false.
This is not an imported issue.
Indigenous deaths in police custody is an Australian issue. As are the absurdly high incarceration rates for the Indigenous community.
This country has a race problem. It has a police problem. And it has a problem acknowledging those problems.
Space became confined, tensions rose.
At 6.28, a protestor with a megaphone asked everyone to take a knee to diffuse the situation.
At exactly 6.43pm, pepper spray was deployed.
Yes, there was verbal aggression. People were chanting, some shouting at police, but I did not witness any protesters being physically violent.
People were yelling at police, but confrontations are something police officers would have anticipated and have been trained for.
The protest was deemed illegal by the NSW Supreme Court on Friday because of the risk it posed for the spread of COVID-19.
This is false.
This is not an imported issue.
Indigenous deaths in police custody is an Australian issue. As are the absurdly high incarceration rates for the Indigenous community.
This country has a race problem. It has a police problem. And it has a problem acknowledging those problems.