August 2, 1968
by Amy
They asked me to be a part of the lawsuit against the city. That means that I will represent thousands of others in a class action lawsuit that we’re bringing against Mayor Daley and his merry men. Glasses will also be a Plaintiff in the suit, along with Lesley, Bea and a few of the boys. Coleman has declined to be part of it.
He says, for the record, that he doesn’t think I should be a part of it either. It’s bad news, and will only lead to more animosity between us and the city. Good luck getting any permits after the convention. Good luck getting any city cooperation. His position is that the city is filled with vengeful people, where Glasses and the rest of us know that none of this is personal.
Coleman says that we shouldn’t be too sure, since they like fucking with us. I don’t know what he means by that. Maybe the bugs and all that. I don’t know. The whole thing left me a bit unsettled.
I am nervous to be named in the suit, but I know that it’s something we have to do. We don’t want the convention to end up like the April Parade disaster. Glasses says that they clearly didn’t learn their lesson. Funny because I’m sure that they feel the same way towards us.
