Lili PJK — 16.1.2020

Lili PJK, “Pride is A Riot”, Spring 2018
16.1 – 4.3.2020


Wouhou Wouhou
Assassins de la police
Wouhou Wouhou
Nique la police


It’s a famous French rap song
Saying
Wouhou wouhou
Police assassins
Wouhou woohoo
Fuck the police
 
So I was wondering the other day
Would it stand today for killers who are not the police killing the police
Or police officers killing outside of their rank
Because today
If I make the count
We, who have been called the “armed right arm of the far left”,
First parenthesis
(My weapon is my rage against those people working in and for the tools of white supremacist neoliberal colonial patriashit cis-tems
AND the love and strength my communities share with me that help me grow
If Theo Francken wants to call us the “armed right arm of the far left” please can he send one of the weapons his militia is armed with, a charged gun, a nightstick, or at least a one-year subscription to a group fighting class)
My unarmed arm has several tools


To fight – to heal – to love
Fuck – finger – fist
Fuck – finger – fist
Fuck – finger – fist


If I make the count today
We have 0 on the human murdering scale of a police person
While they count at least 1 in just the past week
1 2-year-old child that the Belgian police killed
While 4 of us were strongly pushed to the ground, by at least 10 male police officers, during Pride, for taking the banners off the float of the NVA – a far right political party known for its racist, repressive, homophobic politics
Then, being arrested, processed and kept in a cell for 2 hours, before being liberated thanks to 100s of people gathered in front of the police station, yelling together for our release
While we spent the following days trying to make our skin, our muscles, our thoughts, our breath, our emotions feel better, to not feel diminished by this attack, to still feel our strengths, our motivations, the legitimacy of our actions
Pride is a riot, Pride was born out of a riot
The Belgium Pride is primarily a pinkwashed capitalist event, with a fucking float for the fucking rainbow cops
Like who is burning in their queen dresses knowing there is a cop float at a “Pride”?
While we’ve been protesting for our roots, for our theirstories
 
The police killers are trying to expel the parents of the 2-year-old child that they killed
 
Pride is a riot
 
They say in the media that they’re fallen, that they’re devastated by their murder, but we saw them, we confronted them with the child’s blood on their hands, and none of them were fallen or devastated
Neither the shaven dyke searching me, playing the nice cop role with a smiling lesbian cop face, neither the scared macho cop bullying us, remembering out loud the fun he had arresting us at Reclaim the Night
Of course they’re not devastated, they’re protected, they’re the ones that will be saved from unfair state justice, they will be supported by a system that needs to perpetuate and multiply his small killer soldiers of the “public order”
But I strongly, deeply, fully, believe that we will be the ones that the magic justice will save


Wouhou Wouhou
Assassins de la police
Wouhou Wouhou
Nique la police


My left unarmed arm is still suffering from Saturday
 
To heal my lover put cream on my burned skin
To heal I asked a friend to put ink with her needle in my flesh
To feel a pain I asked for
To heal I took a trip to get out of my body
But it was not very good
To heal I sat near the stream
With a friend
To heal I walked near the stream
Alone
To heal I held fire with other mourning souls
To heal I said some words in good company
 
I hope we’ll fight the police until they cannot add another life to their murdering scale
I hope we will be the assassins of the police – ’cause
My armed arm has several tools


To fight – to heal – to love
Fuck – finger – fist
Fuck – finger – fist
Fuck – finger – fist