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DNC Dispatch 6
Beautiful people
You ride the same subway
As I do ev’ry morning
That’s got to tell you something
We’ve got so much in common
I go the same direction that you do
So if you take care of me
Maybe I’ll take care of you
— Beautiful People, Melanie, from Affectionately Melanie (1971)
You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it’s evolution
Well, you know
We all wanna change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don’t you know that you can count me out, in
— Revolution 1, The Beatles, from the White Album (1968)

Just as I was about to head out for another day of the DNC, my wife, Evelyn called to me. Something was happening up the block. First responders were everywhere. I quickly concluded that pro-Palestinian demonstrators must be demonstrating outside of Senator Dick Durbin’s residence, which is just north of our condo. Grabbing the two cameras sitting on the front-hall counter, out I went. Firetrucks, ambulances, and squad cars lined inner Lake Shore Drive down the block, rather than to the north.

No demonstrators were in sight. Turns out there was some sort of carbon monoxide or gas leak in a residential care facility several doors to the south of my building. Lots of elderly peopled were standing or sitting in wheelchairs on the sidewalk and in the nearby bus shelter. The leak apparently had been contained, but I did see one person being transported, probably as a precautionary measure.

Although the Democrats were taxing the city’s resources, the Fire Department and CPD still had the necessary capacity to handle what could have been a far more serious incident—further evidence that the city was well prepared for all eventualities despite the influx of Democrats and the media.

I went back upstairs, packed my equipment, and walked to the Belmont ‘L’ station, taking the Red Line to the Lake and State ‘L’ station, where I transferred to a Green Line, heading to McCormick Place. Approaching the secure zone, I saw pop-up tables and tents lining the street. Several entrepreneurial locals were selling Harris/Walz branded merch.

This time the Secret Service permitted me to bring cameras into the secure zone. A large Scooby Doo-like dog sniffed me, checking for concealed explosives. While the security team demanded that I empty my pockets, nobody did a deep dive into my wallet, looking for explosive-laden money or credit cards.

Once on the other side of the magnetometers, the two-level escalator beckoned, transporting me to DemPALOOZA, which looked just another nondescript trade show, except for the large amounts of vacant floor space. Several booths focused on voter registration; others addressed the pressing issues of the day—canceling student debt, unionization and worker rights, the Progressive agenda, Washington, D.C. as the 51st state, civil, LGBQT, and women’s rights; and other hot button issues. Those seeking a manicure or shopping for a handmade dress were in luck.

Surprisingly, there was no gigantic Harris/Walz merch store. I did ask, but was unable to find the store that apparently was located near one of the convention hotels several blocks away in the security zone. Before heading back to the Green Line, I had a quick lunch—an overpriced ham sandwich and a Diet Coke. Exiting the hall, I ran into Representative Jamie Raskin, but my cameras were in my backpack, so no photograph. Raskin is very slight, much smaller than I imagined.

Immediately outside the entrance, seven or eight women with the Progressive Anti-Abortion Uprising (PAAU) were picketing, one holding a small fetus and forceps. I also saw signs posted by family members of those who died in the E2 stampede years ago demanding that the building be torn down.

On the train ride to Damen, I chatted with a stringer for the Wall Street Journal and fellow photographer Keith, who is a demonstration staple. When I arrived at Damen, I headed toward Park 578, where a group was denouncing deaths by overdose. One woman holding a bullhorn did all the speaking. In front of her, were black cardboard tombstones with the names and photographs of people who had overdosed on opioids and other drugs. Gathered around were surviving family members who hoped to end the cycle of addiction propagated by Big Pharma. Like yesterday’s rally by family members who were highlighting police shootings, this gathering was both solemn and sobering.

Next, I headed to Paulina and Madison, where the entrance to the United Center’s security zone is located. Were she still alive, Diane Arbus would have trouble distinguishing this freak show from Hubert’s Freak Museum that once was a 42nd Street staple where Arbus found many subjects for her pioneering photographic work..

Like yesterday,, the Holly Rollers were hoping to convince the delegates to find Jesus so they wouldn’t face eternal damnation. Several small groups of pro-Palestinian demonstrators yelled at captive delegates stuck in a slow moving line. Five or six people were holding signs supporting Tamie Wilson for Congress, Representative Jim Jordan’s opponent.

With the pro-Palestinian rally an hour away, I headed over to Union Park. Speaking with one of the Palestinian organizers, I learned that the heritage Palestinians were not happy with the last night’s ruckus outside the Midwest Offices of the Israeli Consulate General. Later in the evening, I saw the same organizer assisting two women who had been ‘detained’ by the police at the Damen ‘L’ station—more about that shortly. Police Superintendent Larry Snelling appears to respect the heritage Palestinians because they police their own demonstrations, assuring that there is no violence or other abhorrent behavior.

Recognizing an opportunity for a bathroom break, I headed over to the Billy Goat Tavern. While I was gone, a guy with a broken flagpole apparently tried to stab several people in Union Park, but I was told he was unsuccessful. The take-away: You can’t be everywhere all the time.

When I returned to Union Park, I was just in time for the speeches. I skipped most of them, preferring to wander around the park and along Ashland Avenue. The rally signage ‘popped’ in the afternoon light, as did several large puppets manipulated by demonstrators. While wandering, I ran into Cornell West, so I got my photograph.

As with the week’s earlier Union Park demonstrations, the police ordered the photographers out of the street just before the march began. Knowing that the Damen elevated ‘L’ platform would produce the ‘Money Shot’ when the marchers passed under it, I paid the $2.50 fare, gaining entrance. Then things got interesting.

CTA employees demanded that the photographers “either get on the next train or exit the station.” We ignored them—one photographer refused to ride on the next train because he said it smelled bad, buying him 17 minutes. Then the police showed up, ordering the photographers to leave. Not wanting to be arrested, I exited the station. It is worth noting that the CTA has a published photography policy that permits photography. ACLU, where are you when we need you?

After photographing the lead banner as it turned the corner at Washington and Damen, I headed back into the station. Up the stairs, I arrived just in time to see two hijab-clad women being taken into custody—at least it looked that way. CPD officials later said that there had been no arrests. I watched two police officers escort them to the elevator. When they were out of sight, I headed back to the platform, arriving just in time to see the two women, now freed from the grip of police hands, exiting the station.

I assume the incident began with an intended arrest, but when the marchers below converged on the station, the police decided that releasing the women would avoid an ugly scene. As one non-Palestinian organizer subsequently said to me, “You mean the arrest, unarrest.” Ironically, when I had finished photographing from the platform, I had to ask the CTA employees holding the doors shut whether I could exit the platform. They opened the doors.

I followed the marchers back to Union Park, and then made my way home.

[Click on an Image to Enlarge It. The Images Are Not Necessarily in Exact Chronological Order.]

Despite The DNC, The People of Chicago Still Needed Fire and Police Protection

'5-1-5'

Providing Needed Assistance

"Paid For By JB For Governor"

Manhole With A Security Seal Indicating That Nobody Has Sabotaged The Sewer Entrance

Commerce and Chat Taking Place On The Street

Entering The Security Checkpoint At McCormick Place

Cindi Leive (L) Leading A Discussion With Samantha Barry (C) and Shaniqua McClendon (R) About How the Media Treats Female Candidates

Discussing The 51st State

Calling Out Project 2025; Where Is Vanna White When She Is Needed?

DemPALOOZA at McCorkmick Place: Rather Thin Offerings

Colorful Signage Near McCormick Place Projecting The Party Line

A Pro-Life Progressive Demonstrating Outside The Entrance to McCormick Place, The DNC's Daytime Location

A Cottage Industry In Kamala Merch Sprang Up Outside Of The Entrance to McCormick Place

Demanding That The Building That Housed the E2 Night Club Be Torn Down And Replaced With A Memorial To Victims

Calling Out Big Pharma

Speaking Out Against Opiods At Park 578

Remembering Those Who Overdosed

Demanding The End To Hindu Genocide While Standing In Park 578

A Member of The Media Headed Toward The United Center

Playing For The Delegates As They Arrive At the Entrance To The United Center

The State Meets Religion At The Entrance To The DNC

Calling Out Jim Jordan At The Entrance to the DNC

Riding By

AARP Takes A Stand

Waving The Flag

Mimicing Vice President Kamala Harris

Enthusiastic

"Why Can't My Children Live"

Cool Treats On A Hot Day At A Family -Friendly Pro-Palestinian Rally

Cornell West As Seen Through The Scrum

Always Time For A Selfie

'Evil Lurks'

Jinan Chehade, A Leader In Chicago's Palestinian Community, Speaking At The Wednesday Rally In Union Park

Keeping The Beat

Adding Emphasis

Interviewing Rabbi Weiss, A Member of Neturei Karta, Who Is Explaining Why He Opposes Israel's Existence

Speaking With Cornell West

Behind the Lead Banner With CPD Out In Front

The Always-Present Maroon Dodge RAM Pickup Truck Being Prepped For The March

A Secret Service Agent, Head of Patrol Jon Hein, and Chief Police Superintent Larry Snelling Leading the March

A Lone Pro-Israeli Counter Protester Waiting Along The March Route

Just Having Fun On The Street Modeling For Me And Two Of Her Friends

CPD Denying The Marchers Access To Park 578 Located In The Vicinity of The United Center Security Fencing

Members of Neturei Karta Behind the Lead Banner

The Money Shot From The Damen 'L' Platform, Made Without Arrest

Keeping Pace With The Demonstrators

An Instagram Moment On The Damen 'L' Station Platform

Bibi Passing Under The Damen 'L" Station Platform

Chasing After Two Women Who Appeared To Have Been Arrested (But Weren't)

Being Removed From The 'L'Platform By CPD Officers

This Does Not Look Like Two People Leaving Voluntarily

Demonstrators And Members of The Media Trying To Get Into The Damen 'L' Station After Police 'Detain' Two Women Demonstrators--This Incident Was Never Characterized As An Arrest

Are They Under Arrest, In Police Custody, Or Leaving Voluntarily? This Incident Was Never Characterized As An Arrest

Being Escorted To the Ground Floor

The CPD Apparently Had Second Thoughts If This Started As An Arrest--This Incident Was Never Characterized As An Arrest

A Mime and A Street Preacher Entertaining The Marchers Passing By

Taking Time For Late Afternoon Prayers As The Police March Past

The Mime Revealing His Position On The War In Gaza

Riding High

The Puppet Is Still Hanging In There

Sergeant Seals Accompaning The Demonstrators Under The 'L' Tracks on Lake Street

CPD Protecting The Marchers' Flank

Two Chicago Police Officers Passing By Vandalized Kamala Harris Posters As They Flank Demonstrators In The Street

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