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Surveillance valley by yasha levine6/29/2023 ![]() ![]() Several hundred people packed Oakland’s ornate high-domed city council chamber. A large group of people milled near the entrance, a few of them setting up what looked like a giant papier-mâché rat, presumably intended as a symbol for snitching. A line of parked police cars ran down the block, and news anchors and TV camera crews scampered about, jockeying for position. Even from a distance, I could see that something unusual was going on. I approached Oakland’s city hall on foot. ![]() Two police cruisers raced through a red light, sirens blaring. The streets were deserted, save for a couple of homeless men slumped in a heap against a closed storefront. It was February 18, 2014, and already dark when I crossed the Bay Bridge from San Francisco and parked my car in downtown Oakland. ![]()
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