Biking to work this morning on the Burnside Bridge, going east to west towards downtown, I noticed the lights from the police cars and tape blocking off the traffic on Burnside going in both directions. Most cars heading downtown noticed the slowed traffic and started turning north bound on Second Ave. I decided to keep biking up and see what has created this roadblock.
At the corner of Fourth and Burnside, I stopped on the sidewalk with my bike, noticed that most of the cop cars, vans and various official looking vehicles were stopped right at the gas station. I still could not figure out why the roadblock was created, so I decided to ask the two men on the same corner as me if they knew what was going on.
"....there was a shooting....another black man was shot and killed by a cop...."
He looked pained to have to tell me that, he was older and black.
"...you know they kill your people too...."
We talked on the corner for a bit. We touched on police, land, slavery, and various other issues in our racist american history. We also discover that we both used to live in NYC.
"...the guy they killed, he hung out around here..."
They were friends or aquaintences or just another familiar face around town trying to get by everyday.
We exchanged names, shook hands and I continued up Fourth Ave to work.