August 19, 2014
Lukas Hermsmeier of Bild: source | records request.
Ryan Devereaux of the Intercept: source | records request.
August 18, 2014
Ansgar Graw of Die Welt: source | records request.
Frank Hermann of Der Standard: source | records request.
Scott Olson of Getty Images: source | records request.
Kerry Picket of Breitbart News: source | records request.
August 17, 2014
Rob Crilly of The Telegraph: source | records request.
Robert Klemko of Sports Illustrated: source | records request.
Neil Munshi of the Financial Times: source | records request.
August 13, 2014
Antonio French, St. Louis alderman and citizen journalist: source | records request.
Wesley Lowery of The Washington Post: source | records request (by J. K. Trotter).
Ryan J. Reilly of The Huffington Post: source | records request (by J. K. Trotter).
We were on the sidewalk chatting when the police began firing tear gas canisters in our direction...
...Hermsmeier and I were stuck...
...The situation did not look or feel good...
We decided our best bet was to walk north on Gage Dr. in hopes of getting beyond the wall of gas and finding a safe route to our car. We didn’t make it far. Between the gaps in the houses we could see the armored vehicles quickly moving up and down W. Florissant, parallel to us. Two turns and the police would find us off that main road and, potentially, shoot at us. We took cover behind a large tree in case the firing started again.
It was then that one of the armored vehicles entered the neighborhood once more, this time ahead of us, slowly moving in the direction we were walking. With their high-powered lights scanning the neighborhood, the only option we had was to announce ourselves as members of the press and hope they wouldn’t shoot. We stepped out of the shadows, our hands in the air, and began yelling, “Press!” and “Journalists!” and “We’re media!” over and over. An officer on top of the vehicle turned his light on us. After a pause, he beckoned us forward. We continued walking, our hands still in the air, still shouting that we were journalists.
With rifles trained on us, we turned right on Highmunt Dr., in the direction of W. Florissant and toward another police vehicle, which had more guns pointed at us. As we made our way forward, I heard a pop and felt a stinging in my lower back. I jumped up instinctively, and realized that the officers behind us, the ones who had asked us to move forward, had shot us with what I believe were rubber bullets. I was hit once and Hermsmeier was hit twice.
We were frightened. The police, who made no verbal commands that we had heard, had clearly demonstrated their willingness to shoot us. With several similarly armed and approaching officers directly in front of us, we dove behind a car, expecting more shooting. The police came upon us with their guns pointed directly at us. We continued repeating that we were journalists. They pulled us out from behind the car, walked us to their armored vehicles, and zip-tied our hands behind our backs.
...We were jailed with a cross-section of the Ferguson protesters.
Multiple officers grabbed me. I tried to turn my back to them to assist them in arresting me. I dropped the things from my hands.
“My hands are behind my back,” I said. “I’m not resisting. I’m not resisting.” At which point one officer said: “You’re resisting. Stop resisting.”
That was when I was most afraid — more afraid than of the tear gas and rubber bullets.
"The officer in question, who I repeatedly later asked for his name, grabbed my things and shoved them into my bag," said Reilly, who appeared on MSNBC's "All In with Chris Hayes" shortly after his release to recount the arrest. "He used his finger to put a pressure point on my neck."
"They essentially acted as a military force. It was incredible," Reilly said. "The worst part was he slammed my head against the glass purposefully on the way out of McDonald's and then sarcastically apologized for it."
Suddenly, two armored police trucks race in our direction, shoot with stun grenades and tear gas cartridges (look like hockey pucks). We run coughing in the side streets, eyes red from the gas, hiding in a front yard, about 15 minutes. Huge car lights from the streets. We come out from behind a tree - with raised hands. Screaming "Journalists, Journalists, Journalists" and "Press, Press, Press". The policemen on the truck wave us towards the main road. But there are officials before a second truck. You obviously have not understood the instructions of their colleagues, are aimed at us. A first shot. We turn, sprinting away. A hard rubber ball hits me in the right hip, one on his right knee. My colleague is also met, we both fall into the grass. They pull us up, put us cable tie so tightly that my left wrist is numb after minutes. The ball has torn my jeans, I bleed and feel a deep dull pain at the hip.
originally posted by: rickymouse
The actions of some of the journalists seem to be stirring up the hornets nest there a bit. I am not sure if these are some of the journalists that are causing it to escalate though. I'm just guessing they might be.
The police, your non-friend. It gets worse. A colleague, Frank Herrmann, who reported for various German regional newspapers for many years in the USA, and I went a short time later again to the spent fuel station. It's Monday, almost 2 o'clock. This section of road is at this time almost deserted, no signs of violence or rioting.
Nevertheless, the police want to scare us: "The journalists are at the eastern end of Florissant Ave, gather at the large shopping mall for your security.." But we don't feel threatened by any of them, everything is completely peaceful, and we declare that we stay on this road section and want to take some photos. "Okay, but only if you constantly move. If you stop once, you are arrested -. This is the last warning!" A young officer pulls his telling bundle with the flexible plastic hand cuffs.
Photography is difficult if you have to keep moving. So I go in small circles, from right to left and left to right, without ever remaining standing while I take focus on the gas station.
The police. who becomes your enemy. "That's enough," said the County officials, who obviously has the command. And put us in plastic restraints. We want to know his name. "My name is Donald Duck," he says.
Frank Herrmann, of D.C., was arrested alongside another German newspaper correspondent, Ansgar Graw, after the pair allegedly failed to follow police instructions to vacate an empty street. They said they followed police orders.
"The bizarre thing about the situation was after he grabbed my colleague and me, we were the only people in the vicinity except half a dozen policemen," Hermann told ABC 7 News in a phone interview. "I am angry at the local police in Ferguson. I did my job."
Police pointed weapon and me and Capt Johnson has threatened me with arrest. He has called squad car. V jumpy
There were three of us. He said that journo was under arrest, we started walking, he followed, he said he's under arrest bring the car
It was tense, he seemed to realize it wasn't a great look, and had them release us after cuffing and searching - another cop was apologetic.
originally posted by: TonyS
a reply to: loam
I have very little use for MSM reporters/journalists. They are in reality nothing more than government provocateurs. They themselves have time over time proven themselves to be bigoted, racist and entirely given over to bombast and at times, outright lying. They distort and misrepresents facts to fit their chosen narrative and are thus wholly unreliable.
We strongly object to his arrest and are committed to ensuring he is able to resume his important work of capturing some of the most iconic images of this news story.
Getty Images staff photographer Scott Olson, who was arrested this afternoon in Ferguson, Missouri, while on assignment, has been released. Scott told me tonight, “I want to be able to do my job as a member of the media and not be arrested for just doing my job.”
Getty Images condemns Scott’s arrest and is committed to ensuring that he and our other photographer colleagues are able to report this important story.
The State Trooper initially said that Breitbart News, a credentialed media outlet, could not walk directly to a media staging area on West Florissant Avenue and would have to take a detour.
However, a detour did not exist for pedestrians. As Picket began to walk toward the staging area being blocked by the Trooper, she was handcuffed with plastic-ties, with her hands behind her back, and told to get on her knees.
Journalists have an obligation to report what is happening in their community, and the world. We ask that law enforcement in Ferguson permit journalists the freedom to do their jobs.
"The police cannot continue to say one thing and do another," added RTDNA Executive Director Mike Cavender. "Everyone recognizes the difficult job they are doing, but their focus should be on investigating the shooting that sparked the protests and apprehending those who are responsible for violent actions, not impeding those who are keeping the public informed about the situation."
What’s happening in Ferguson is important for many reasons, particularly when racial tensions continue to divide some of our communities. We need journalists — not only to chronicle events but to serve as the ears and eyes of our society. We need journalists to be our watchdogs.
In a time of technology and terrorism, citizens and visual journalists throughout the world have risked and in some cases given their lives to provide visual proof of governmental activities. Sadly, what is viewed as heroic abroad is often considered as suspect at home.