Dutchtown; Tower Grove South
Before I discuss the local angle, I want to note this part:
Though definitions tend to vary between common reference sources online, #Fuck12 draws its origins from Atlanta and Oakland social media users typically decrying the fact that narcotics officers (Code 12) are bearing down on their presumed illegal activities.
Keep this in mind, because I’ll be looping back around to it in a moment.
Now for the local angle:
A St. Louis-area “radical bookstore” has utilized the #Fuck12 tag to hawk its rather unsurprising wares as well.
And below that is this tweet.
Black Rose Books’s Twitter page proclaims that they have one location at FOAM on the corner of Cherokee and Jefferson, and another coming soon at MoKaBe’s on Arsenal near Grand.
Cherokee Street between Jefferson and Gravois is really starting to become notorious for two things: One, Hispanic immigrants, even though for now, that’s their only real patch in the city; they’re not a factor in citywide or regional affairs as a whole, though that’s where St. Louis’s Cinco de Mayo is celebrated every year, mainly another drinking opportunity for normal people around here not of the ethnicity being celebrated (see also: Mardi Gras, St. Patrick’s Day). Two, white or (((white))) young far left anarchist type extremist activism and politics. Some community arts hovel called CAMP (?) is on Cherokee about a block away from the old Hermann Eisele joint, (and consider the irony of that for one moment). Bernie Sanders’s St. Louis HQ was also somewhere that part of Cherokee. This is not on Cherokee Street itself, but a couple of blocks north on Jefferson, and having the name Cherokee in it, but the Cherokee Rec Center is where Knockout Martin Luther King was born. Even though the black undertow is being pushed away from Cherokee Street specifically, they still predominate in some of the surrounding neighborhoods, and often cause trouble for Hispanics, hipsters and anarchists, and especially other black people, around there and in the general area.
MoKaBe? Well, you may remember they were in the news not so long ago about their dislike for cops. Sure, they addressed the situation, by doubling down.
So, in those areas, you have an uneasy and volatile combination of people that for some reason really dislike cops.
Blacks, well, we know why, because their experience with cops almost always involves them coming around to put Uncle Leroy in handcuffs. As for the anarchists, I figured them out ten years ago.
Remember that blockquote at the beginning of this post? That brings us full circle. At the root of all of this is dope. Blacks and white or (((white))) anarchists are mad at cops for interfering with the dope trade. Sure, that’s not their only beef, but the dope thing is the straw that is stirring this drink. The net consequence of the desire of their anti-cop political activity, whether they want to admit it or not, is consequence-free cultivation, manufacturing, transporting, distributing, dealing and using of what are at the moment considered to be illicit drugs.
What they don’t realize, especially the ones who make money from the dope trade, is the reason why it’s lucrative is because it’s illegal. You know, that whole risk-reward continuum. Take the cops away, and you take the risk away, and when you take the risk away, you take the profitability away. If illicit drugs were legal, they’d be just another low margin commodity from which everyone on the production-distribution-retail-consumption (not much) value added chain is ekeing out an existence.
Of course, I’m trying to reason indirectly with people whose brains are on drugs.