I’m sitting on the Balduintreppe,
the old stairs connecting the city and the port serving thousands of workers.
This morning parents are taking their children to day care, friends of Kuteh DJunbulu are hanging out, a group of XXX passes by, police officers are circling in threes and fours, and where are the plainclothes cops?

All of a sudden a couple of police officers run down the stairs, toppling L as they go. Two officers straddle him, twisting his arms behind his back and pushing his face down so that he can’t breathe.
…

Later Y arrives with the food.
…

In the evening there’s a concert.

But I can’t shake the brutal arrest of L earlier. It’s an everyday occurrence here, and it often happens more than once.
Even more frequently, black people have their papers checked for no reason — police officers stop next to someone, surrounding them, taking their papers. Then there’s a phone call, 10 minutes or 15 minutes, during which the black person must wait while being encircled by white people, neither allowed to move nor to communicate with others. Then they get their papers back. A few days later the same person is checked by the same police officers.
…

In the background you can listen to a number of
accounts documenting the racist behavior
of the German state.
Hopefully, these testimonies will inspire
resistance.
We invite you to spend some time here: To listen,
look around, and act.

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