Crossposted from The Stars Hollow Gazette
Pregnant #OccupySeattle Protester Miscarries After Being Kicked, Pepper Sprayed
By David, Crooks and Liars
November 22, 2011 08:00 AM
Jennifer Fox, 19, told The Stranger that she had been with the Occupy protests since they started in Westlake Park. She said she was homeless and three months pregnant, but felt the need to join activists during their march last Tuesday.
“I was standing in the middle of the crowd when the police started moving in,” Fox recalled. “I was screaming, ‘I am pregnant, I am pregnant. Let me through. I am trying to get out.'”
She claimed that police hit her in the stomach twice before pepper spraying her. One officer struck her with his foot and another pushed his bicycle into her. It wasn’t clear if either of those incidents were intentional.
“Right before I turned, both cops lifted their pepper spray and sprayed me. My eyes puffed up and my eyes swelled shut,” Fox said.
Seattle Post-Intelligencer photographer Joshua Trujillo snapped a picture of Fox in apparent agony as another activist carried her to an ambulance.
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While doctors at Harborview Medical Center didn’t see any problems at the time, things took a turn for the worst Sunday.“Everything was going okay until yesterday, when I started getting sick, cramps started, and I felt like I was going to pass out,” she explained.
When Fox arrived at the hospital, doctors told her that the baby had no heartbeat.
“They diagnosed that I was having a miscarriage. They said the damage was from the kick and that the pepper spray got to it [the fetus], too,” she said.
“I was worried about it [when I joined the protests], but I didn’t know it would be this bad. I didn’t know that a cop would murder a baby that’s not born yet… I am trying to get lawyers.”
Yup. Culture of Life. Fetuses are people too, except when Corporate ‘People’ use their Police to kill them.
Dirty Fucking Hippy.
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is devoid of nutrients, laced with toxic chemical additives even if it comes brightly packaged in seductive culturally adjusted politically correct labels purchased from warehouse sized food marts with 20 aisles we actually don’t need. I simply don’t have enough homeopathic remedies, meditation routines, lamestream media deprogramming techniques which I could perhaps distribute to the great unwashed masses who can’t/would not/do not have the capacity to/ listen anyways. And that makes me sad.
Yet another planetary mind fuck. When and in what form. Dates, specifics, crap, personal survival conflicts with time better spent interdimensionally astral traveling psychically out of body to determine which end is actually up and or when we exit this plane to embark upon that golden age. Yup, that was my last beer for tonight.