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STABBING CAPTURED
- Description:
youtube is trying to tell me that MGM somehow owns this footage...here's the kicker...I fucking own this footage, because I shot it! So youtube removed the video which had over 180,000 hits and VERY good discussion going about truth in the media, and so I'm here, in a place that doesn't discriminate or pull plugs...
Here's the original (albeit, whimsical) story of what happened that day. To read more go to http://www.myspace.com/the_feed
I was watching the sun come up, remembering what it used to be like
to walk out into the world with a camera everyday, before that was
stripped from me. Today I felt great. No work. Gorgeous sky. I was
walking along when I see this guy...tall guy with dreads, out of
nowhere being chased by this dude in a pristine white suit. The dreaded
dude had a bright red feathered cap in his hand. The chase goes into
traffic, which is when I finally grabbed the camera after my initial
shock.
I don't know what made me do it...fear, some sense of
voyeurism and a need to understand took me over. I heard a woman scream
as they hit the concrete, the dreaded dude reaching and struggling for
breath. I couldn't get to them...across the street, traffic and buses flying by, slowing down, rubbernecking. Someone next to me called 911. I kept filming. I really wanted to fucking scream at the buses and the cars in
my way. My heart was racing and that's when dreaded dude looked at me through the
lens, this sad, sap of a homeless guy, his eyes wild with fear as he
tried to smother the white suit guy. And I watched the crowd of people
around them, doing virtually nothing, occasionally pawing the dreaded
man...then I heard a child scream and everyone backed away. I could see
him jabbing something into the white suit guy's neck. I didn't know
what. Some of the women ran. A little girl continued screaming as she
ran away. She's probably still screaming in her dreams right now. We
all should have been screaming...
The dreaded dude, took off
with the hat. I got him as he was running away and that's the last I
saw of him. I watched as the white suit guy stood up from a pool of
blood, his pristine white suit spattered and stained red. He held his
neck and started to walk a slow peaceful walk. I woman took off her
over shirt and wrapped his neck with it. I bicycle security guy came
and then a cop or two. They took the white suit guy away in an
ambulance and all that was left was his blood on the concrete.
No
one even noticed it. Kids trudging through the blood. People unloading
buses and running to catch a train, taking away a piece of this guy
with them. But I have the goods. I have the blood tape. I have a moment
captured in time of our true animalistic nature. I have the hunt, the
survival, the need to overpower...I have it in my dirty little hands
and I give it to you and that little screaming girl.
xox ANON
- Duration:
- 00:03:07
- Date Added:
- 08/27/2007
- Views:
- 106
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