Nathan's Zine Review: 99mm, Jerk Store, Throat Culture
By Nathan G. O'Brien on Tuff Gnarl
“You! Hands on the hood! Now!”
That’s Police Officer no. 1. He has just exited his squad car with one hand on his gun and the other pointing a firm finger in my direction. This comes just moments after he had driven said squad car across an opposing lane and up onto the curb directly in front of me where it has screeched to a stop just inches before crushing my legs.
“Sir…whoa…wha…what’s going on?” And then, “Ouch, that hurts!”
That’s me. I have just had my hands cuffed behind me and they are now being aggressively pushed up towards my shoulder blades. He’s pushing well beyond my allowed range of motion and into what I think must surely be ligament-damaging territory.
He asks me what I was doing in the train yards. I reply quickly, “Taking photographs.” But that’s only half of the truth. ...Read entire article, including zine reviews here.