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Yahoo
30-07-2025
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
What are the best bars in the Northeast? See USA TODAY's 2025 Bars of the Year
Meet "the gay Cheers," a classic neighborhood dive bar welcoming to all with karaoke, trivia nights, drag shows, and brunches. Longtime bartender David Hoffman describes Georgies Bar as: "... all love from the beginning to the end." It's just one of the places to make this list of exceptional cocktail bars in the Northeast. If you're a cocktail lover, you've also come to the right place: This list is a don't-miss read and includes cool bars you must visit. These six cocktail bars — the swankiest, most creative, coolest in the nation — are among the selections in our second USA TODAY Bars of the Year list. The USA TODAY Best Bars in America: The 29 best bars in America in 2025: See USA TODAY's top picks More: Best Bars in America: How USA TODAY picked the 2025 finalists Selected by our network of food writers across the nation — from The Arizona Republic to the Palm Beach Post — these bars represent the best neighborhood taverns, the coziest wine bars and the beachiest beach bars. But for lovers of cocktails, and the bars that serve them, we've created a special sublist here. Here they are, the USA TODAY Bars of the Year in the Northeast. See last year's list The best bars in America in 2024: See USA TODAY's 27 favorite spots The Starboard | Dewey Beach, Delaware Details: 2009 Coastal Highway; 302-227-4600, While Delaware's beaches have plenty of stand-out bars, The Starboard lives in a world of its own. With an old-school hodgepodge layout and must-have pounder Orange Crush drinks paired with beloved longtime bartenders and high-energy bands and DJs, the bar itself is a playground for locals and vacationers alike. The core following helps make the bar the best, a silly crew that likes to dress in costume and let loose like no one's watching. Highlights each year include laugh-out-loud events such as the Running of the Bull, with bargoers chasing two people in a bull costume down the beach (not exactly like they do in Pamplona), and Derby Day, a Kentucky Derby spoof with bar-goers running on broomstick horses around the block. There's a reason why The Starboard has three branded spin-offs in the tiny beach town, serving everything from seafood to pizza. — Ryan Cormier, Delaware News Journal Read a full review of The Starboard on Carrie Nation Cocktail Club | Boston, Massachusetts Details: 11 Beacon St.; 617-227-3100, Imagine a badass woman in 1900 who was so opposed to anyone drinking alcohol that she would barge into saloons with a hatchet, smashing liquor bottles and bar fixtures. This historic female figure is no longer alive, but her spirit shines on with her name in lights at Carrie Nation Cocktail Club. Nation's ironic presence is felt throughout the 1920's vibe venue offering two bars under one roof – a main bar and restaurant in the front and a hidden speakeasy in the back. Its interior decor offers an upscale, Victorian boudoir theme with dim, vintage chandelier lighting with beaded fringe trim and deep red tones on textured wallpaper. Hanging draperies, black leather seating, black-and-white checkered flooring and even an antique shoeshine chair complete the setting. The bourbon maple espresso is one of the most popular cocktails, and pan-seared branzini fillet and lamb shank are two of the many hearty entrees to try. — Joanna Tzouvelis, Wicked Local Read a full review of Carrie Nation Cocktail Club on Georgies | Asbury Park, New Jersey Details: 810 Fifth Ave.; 732-988-1220, Since 1999, Georgies Bar – affectionately known as "the gay Cheers" – has been a safe and welcoming place for members of the LGBTQ+ community. It's an atmosphere that honors the bar's founding as a place where people could just be themselves. This is not a pretty, polished Shore bar but a classic neighborhood dive bar where first-time visitors and regulars feel comfortable. Georgies is well-known for its karaoke and trivia nights and drag shows and brunches, and for its contribution to community groups. When the weather is warm, live music fills the patio, and hungry bar-goers dine on soft pretzels, mozzarella sticks, chicken fingers, hot dogs, burgers, sandwiches and fries. "It's a bar for everyone. Everybody takes care of each other," longtime bartender David Hoffman said. "This place is all love from the beginning to the end." — Sarah Griesemer, Asbury Park Press Read a full review of Georgies on Cowan's Public | Nutley, New Jersey Details: 229 Centre St.; 973-542-8151, From the outside, Cowan's Public is just another brick house in a quiet neighborhood on the edge of Nutley. Inside, though, is a celebration of community and libations. This bar and eatery – with a roaring fireplace, Art Deco bar, custom stained glass, Prohibition relics and expert mixologists – opened in 2015, but the building has been a pub since it was erected months after Prohibition ended in 1933. Elevated pub grub, a local craft beer taplist, events (including dinners and trivia) and an adjoining dining room with classic tin roofs and upholstered walls create an experience both lively and cozy. Cocktails are king. Get the velvety Half Lotus with Japanese whiskey and black sesame; the earthy, mezcal-based Pale Blue Dot; or the vibrant green Sea Foam with pisco, coconut and Chartreuse. Pair those with pub grub such as killer tempura-fried chicken lollipops in hot honey, Swedish meatballs with blueberry jam or simply some of the best deviled eggs around. Cowan's is not the 'speakeasy-style' pub so in vogue nowadays; it is a modern bar with boundary-pushing cocktails and an old soul. — Matt Cortina, Read a full review of Cowan's Public on Horsefeathers | Tarrytown, New York Details: 94 N. Broadway; 914-631-6606, In business since 1981 – and now owned by the original owner's niece, Julia McCue – Horsefeathers prides itself on its familiarity. Its history is woven into the community: Menus are filled with details about local attractions and the decor is filled with witty touches, including a large mural depicting famous authors. McCue grew up in town so she knows what the neighborhood wants: A casual, burger-and-beer spot where you can always grab a seat at the bar. Her goal when she bought it seven years ago was to keep it the same, yet enhance it. That means more creative cocktails, often in funky glassware. Try the Cosmo – all cocktails are served tableside and often come with an extra sidecar. Burgers, wings and chicken parm are other popular favorites. You'll love the all-out-decor come the holidays. (This being Sleepy Hollow country, Halloween is the craziest.) Still, the old-time charm remains. — Jeanne Muchnick, Rockland/Westchester Journal News Read a full review of Horsefeathers on Marge's Lakeside Inn | Rochester, New York Details: 4909 Culver Road; 585-323-1020, A city with all-too-brief summers, Rochester has precious few places to head to for a drink in your hand and your toes in the sand. That's why Marge's Lakeside Inn has been a quintessential part of summertime for the past 65 years. Legend has it that Magin's, its predecessor, was a speakeasy until it opened legally after Prohibition. Marge Beth opened her eponymous bar in 1960, and it's been run by family members since then. Now, Francine Beth carries on the legacy in a building with squeaky floors, a vintage jukebox and a swath of beach out back. Marge's isn't about bougie craft cocktails; order a boozy slushy or its own Marge's Tiki Blonde Ale. There are food carts where you can grab a hot dog, burger or a platter of charcuterie, and you'll find live music most summer nights. Bands play early enough that you can catch the sun setting over Lake Ontario. Clouds, after all, make for glorious sunsets. — Tracy Schuhmacher, Rochester Democrat and Chronicle Read a full review of Marge's Lakeside Inn on This article originally appeared on Best bars in the Northeast: Six spots you need to visit in 2025 Solve the daily Crossword
Yahoo
18-07-2025
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
A Creative Couple's 1920s Spanish-Style Home in L.A. Lists for $4.8 Million
David Hoffman and Jaime Kowal doled out $4 million for a century-old Los Angeles home in early 2023. The couple—he a comedic actor who stars as Doug alongside his trusty sidekick LiMu Emu in the Liberty Mutual Insurance commercials, and she a professional photographer and designer—have now decided to part ways with the Spanish Colonial Revival villa in a desirable enclave of Los Feliz, asking a dash under $4.8 million. Lauren Reichenberg, Daria Greenbaum, and Molly Kelly of Compass share the listing. Originally built in 1926 by Howard & Howard Architects and nestled on less than a quarter of an acre, the Normandie Avenue property was thoughtfully restored and modernized by the couple during their two-year tenure. Securely tucked away behind walls and gates, the creamy stucco and terracotta-roof structure has five bedrooms and four baths in roughly 3,500 square feet across three sun-drenched levels rife with refinished white oak floors, coved ceilings, arched doorways, casement windows, and vintage light fixtures. More from Robb Report Thom Browne Is Now Offering Made-to-Measure Knitwear Joby and Archer Take Center Stage in the Race to Make eVTOL Travel a Reality America's Cup Finally Has a Coffee Table Book, and It's a Work of Art RELATED: French Artist Claire Tabouret's Hand-Painted Home in L.A. Lists for $3 Million From the street, a brick walkway passes through a fountain-clad courtyard before emptying at a covered vestibule. The olive-hued front door opens into a living room anchored by a striking Batchelder fireplace. Beyond that is a kitchen outfitted with shaker-style cabinetry, an eat-in island, and top-tier appliances, as well as a dining and sitting area, a guest bedroom, and a full bath. Two upstairs en suite bedrooms include the primary suite, which features a tiled balcony offering up a picturesque view of the Griffith Observatory, dual walk-in closets, and a bath flaunting a marble soaking tub notched into a windowed and arched alcove. The lower level holds two additional bedrooms, one of which is currently set up as an office, plus a screening room, a den, and a sauna. RELATED: A Filmmaker's 1920s Spanish Colonial Revival Home in L.A. Lists for $6 Million The bottom floor flows outside to the Terremoto-landscaped grounds, where tiered gardens are laced with alfresco lounging and entertaining spaces and an inviting cedar hot tub. There's also an attached two-car garage resting behind a gated driveway out front. Though there's no word on why the pair has decided to sell, their departure seems bittersweet. 'For us, Normandie was a warm and magical home—one that welcomed in beautiful views of nature, the mountains, and the Griffith Observatory,' Hoffman and Kowal told Robb Report. 'Through every window and door, we were greeted with glimpses of iconic scenery, all while enjoying one of the most walkable neighborhoods and a truly special community.'Best of Robb Report The 10 Priciest Neighborhoods in America (And How They Got to Be That Way) In Pictures: Most Expensive Properties Click here to read the full article.
The Guardian
06-07-2025
- Politics
- The Guardian
‘Women were grabbed and dragged away like sacks' – a history of British protest in pictures
Duncan Campbell on the power of protest From the suffragettes at the start of the last century to Reclaim the Night in the 1970s; from the battle of Cable Street against the British Union of Fascists in 1936 to the Anti-Nazi League marches four decades later; from the million marchers against the Iraq war in 2003 in London to the massive turnouts across the country two decades later against the war in Gaza, protest has been a vital and constant part of the fabric of British society. Most protests pass unnoticed, whether they are the picket lines during strikes in almost every corner of the UK or small demonstrations outside parliament. But behind almost all of them is a desire to alert the public to what is perceived as an injustice. Some – including those involved in combating racism, sexism and homophobia – have achieved many of their aims, either swiftly or after many years, and in doing so have changed the lives of millions. Others have been fruitless. Key to the success of many of them has been the coverage in the media, much of it dependent on the sort of images taken by David Hoffman, often at some risk to the photographer himself … The sort of coverage protests receive depended, and still depends to a great extent, on the political inclinations of the relevant newspaper or broadcaster. When David and I first met, at Time Out magazine in the late 1970s, it was still a radical publication; marches and demonstrations were listed weekly in its Agitprop section and covered by its reporters and photographers – a tradition carried on by City Limits magazine in the 1980s. But by the turn of the century, information about most protests had moved predominantly online. While the Mirror carried news of the suffragettes in their early days, its owner, Alfred Harmsworth, soon felt enough was enough. 'Sorry to see the outburst of suffragette pictures again,' he complained to Alexander Kenealy, editor of the Mirror, in 1912. 'I thought you had finished with them. Except in an extreme case, print no more.' The policing of protest has varied spectacularly. Demonstrators have frequently been thwarted, arrested, beaten up, kettled and, increasingly, jailed. Some have suffered worse fates: Kevin Gately, a 20-year-old student from the University of Warwick, died in 1974 in Red Lion Square, central London, in a protest against the National Front; the death of Blair Peach in 1979, in an anti-racist protest in Southall, west London, led to many more marches in his memory. But whatever laws may change, whatever responses the authorities and media take to marches and pickets and rallies and camps and road closures and hunger strikes and paint-spraying and occupations, protest – as demonstrated so graphically here – will survive. Former Guardian reporter Duncan Campbell died in May this year. Kicking off with this image from the last night of the 1979 Notting Hill carnival, David Hoffman recalls the start of his career In 1963, at the end of my last term at Kingston College of Further Education, I organised a rag week stunt with some female fellow students, who chained themselves to the railings outside the Houses of Parliament to protest that their vote was meaningless. They were all quickly arrested, as was I when I went to ask about them – but I did have a photo of one of the arrests. A journalist from (I think) the Daily Mail borrowed the film. The photo was published the next day and, more surprisingly, the paper returned my film and even paid me. Just 17 and I already had an arrest, a criminal record and a protest photo in a national paper: a perfect launch pad for my career. But I didn't spot the path that life was laying down for me. I had been given a chemistry set at age 10 and had science A-levels, so when parental pressure forced university on me, I chose chemistry out of inertia and ignorance. A decade of loose living and truck driving followed, until 1973, when I ended up in a squat in Whitechapel, east London, with a Nikon F. I didn't set out to photograph protests. My aim was to record the constrained world of poverty and slum housing I found myself in. I was young and perhaps believed documenting these issues might help change them. My photos of poor housing, unemployment and racism were published by Time Out, New Society, Housing Today and the Voice. But when demonstrations led to arrests, it was the national press and TV that took notice. These images were the ones most widely seen, the ones I became known for. Protesting has never been easy, but over my career I have watched laws steadily tighten, step by boiled frog step. Now, every detail seems to fall under police control. The pace of a march, slogans on placards, what can be chanted, what's printed on a T-shirt . New laws govern how loud a protest can be, how big it grows and whether it includes music, puppets, effigies or anything else that makes a strong photograph. Bit by bit, regulations have chipped away at our freedom to protest. Yet protest is like a balloon: squeeze it here and it pops up there. The more it's squeezed, the louder the bang when it bursts. Technology may be a tool of oppression, but it can also be a weapon of resistance. Activists are already using encrypted communications, decentralised organising and creative direct action to stay ahead. People have always risen to meet new challenges. Even under surveillance and repression, we have seen moments of extraordinary courage – in the streets, on social media or in quiet, everyday acts of defiance that keep movements alive. The future of protest may look different, but the spirit driving it will remain. This is an edited extract from Protest! by David Hoffman, published by Image & Reality at £28. The Greater London Council bought the popular farm on the Isle of Dogs intending to build a motorway. After locals marching with their animals campaigned to save it, the plan was quietly dropped. In the 1970s, when I first began to document social change, I saw tensions ramped up by racist and oppressive policing dominating the communities it pretended to serve. Combined with discrimination in jobs and housing, policing tactics turned lively, optimistic youth into angry subcultures. Black youth in particular were targeted, with clubbing and street culture used as an excuse for busts and surveillance. On bank holiday Monday night, as the carnival drew to a close, police would change from friendly bobbies into pumped-up riot police as they tried to clear the streets. Moving along Ladbroke Grove, they attacked isolated groups of late-night revellers, which sparked counter-attacks and, predictably, led to the sort of retaliation pictured here. When the crowds in the street grew too large and hostile for shield police to disperse, vans were driven at them at high speed. It was the singing that always got me. Hundreds of women, peaceful and determined, would be roughly grabbed and dragged away like sacks, still calling for peace, undeterred by insults, arrests and violence. It always seemed to be dark, overcast and rainy. The camps were dotted along the perimeter fences and much of my time was spent running in mud-heavy wellies from one gate to another, chasing tales of fence cuttings or missile movements that rarely materialised. Suspicions of foul play over the death of 21-year-old Colin Roach – who was shot inside Stoke Newington police station, in what officers claimed was suicide – came against a background of racist and oppressive policing in Hackney which led to many protesters feeling the need to cover their faces when marching. The police's version of events quickly unravelled: Roach's fingerprints weren't found on the gun and the forensic evidence didn't match the scene officers described. While the local MP spoke out about a 'breakdown of faith and credibility' in the police, the Commission for Racial Equality called for an investigation. The poll tax had been a festering sore for what felt like an age, David Hoffman writes, and while earlier demos had been crushed by police action, this one had really kicked off, with 100,000 people marching. After repeated charges by mounted police, riots erupted, shops were looted, police vehicles and government offices attacked, and buildings burned. The eventual cost: hundreds of millions of pounds, and the end of Margaret Thatcher's government. Jamaican-born mature student Joy Gardner died after a brutal immigration raid on her home in which police handcuffed her, bound her with leather straps and gagged her with a 13-foot length of adhesive tape wrapped tightly around her head. Unable to breathe, she collapsed, suffering catastrophic brain damage from asphyxia. She was placed on life support but died four days later. In 1995, three of the officers involved were tried for manslaughter but were acquitted. As Reclaim the Streets marchers made their way into Trafalgar Square for speeches in support of sacked Liverpool dockers, thousands danced to sound systems – but the carnival atmosphere didn't last long. Confrontations began in Whitehall and an orange smoke bomb thrown into Downing Street triggered charges by riot police on foot and on horseback, their shields sprayed with paint from protesters' squeezy bottles. A police helicopter hovered noisily above and more than a thousand officers in black boiler suits, steel toe-capped boots and face masks blocked the exits. Once the square had been sealed, mounted police charged. Gay rights activists from Outrage!, led by Peter Tatchell (in blue shirt), stormed the pulpit of the cathedral on Easter Sunday, using archbishop George Carey's mic to denounce the church's homophobia and hypocrisy. Tatchell was injured and arrested. The protester in glasses to his right turned out to be an undercover police officer (or Spycop). On the fifth anniversary of the invasion of Iraq, the Stop the War Coalition, the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament and the British Muslim Initiative joined in a national demonstration as part of the worldwide day of protest against George W Bush's wars. While an estimated 50,000 turned out to vent their anger at government plans, a bus shelter on Whitehall – a few hundred sensible yards away from the turmoil – made a more enjoyable platform to protest against tuition fee increases and maintenance grant cuts. Around 5,000 women and men marched to Trafalgar Square in protest against rape and sexual violence. They were part of a global movement that was triggered by a Toronto policeman's comment that women should 'avoid dressing like sluts in order not to be victimised'. Having spent half my life photographing others being arrested, I decided it was only fair to document my own arrests …. At a Tower Hamlets town hall occupation on 27 April 1987, Daniele Lamarche took this picture of my arrest for refusing to stop taking photographs, then gave me her film as she was working for the council and was worried that it might affect her job. Amid violent scenes following anti-Satanic Verses protests in London on 27 May 1989, missiles were thrown at poorly prepared police by angry youths. A cop I'd photographed dragged me off to Southwark nick. I took this selfie to illustrate the concept of justice turned upside down. At a Greenpeace anti-whaling demonstration at Norway's tourist office in London on 26 July 1993, I was the only one whose arms weren't chained, so the inspector, looking for someone he could actually arrest, chose me – essentially for being portable.
The Guardian
06-07-2025
- Politics
- The Guardian
‘Women were grabbed and dragged away like sacks' – a history of British protest in pictures
Duncan Campbell on the power of protest From the suffragettes at the start of the last century to Reclaim the Night in the 1970s; from the battle of Cable Street against the British Union of Fascists in 1936 to the Anti-Nazi League marches four decades later; from the million marchers against the Iraq war in 2003 in London to the massive turnouts across the country two decades later against the war in Gaza, protest has been a vital and constant part of the fabric of British society. Most protests pass unnoticed, whether they are the picket lines during strikes in almost every corner of the UK or small demonstrations outside parliament. But behind almost all of them is a desire to alert the public to what is perceived as an injustice. Some – including those involved in combating racism, sexism and homophobia – have achieved many of their aims, either swiftly or after many years, and in doing so have changed the lives of millions. Others have been fruitless. Key to the success of many of them has been the coverage in the media, much of it dependent on the sort of images taken by David Hoffman, often at some risk to the photographer himself … The sort of coverage protests receive depended, and still depends to a great extent, on the political inclinations of the relevant newspaper or broadcaster. When David and I first met, at Time Out magazine in the late 1970s, it was still a radical publication; marches and demonstrations were listed weekly in its Agitprop section and covered by its reporters and photographers – a tradition carried on by City Limits magazine in the 1980s. But by the turn of the century, information about most protests had moved predominantly online. While the Mirror carried news of the suffragettes in their early days, its owner, Alfred Harmsworth, soon felt enough was enough. 'Sorry to see the outburst of suffragette pictures again,' he complained to Alexander Kenealy, editor of the Mirror, in 1912. 'I thought you had finished with them. Except in an extreme case, print no more.' The policing of protest has varied spectacularly. Demonstrators have frequently been thwarted, arrested, beaten up, kettled and, increasingly, jailed. Some have suffered worse fates: Kevin Gately, a 20-year-old student from the University of Warwick, died in 1974 in Red Lion Square, central London, in a protest against the National Front; the death of Blair Peach in 1979, in an anti-racist protest in Southall, west London, led to many more marches in his memory. But whatever laws may change, whatever responses the authorities and media take to marches and pickets and rallies and camps and road closures and hunger strikes and paint-spraying and occupations, protest – as demonstrated so graphically here – will survive. Former Guardian reporter Duncan Campbell died in May this year. Kicking off with this image from the last night of the 1979 Notting Hill carnival, David Hoffman recalls the start of his career In 1963, at the end of my last term at Kingston College of Further Education, I organised a rag week stunt with some female fellow students, who chained themselves to the railings outside the Houses of Parliament to protest that their vote was meaningless. They were all quickly arrested, as was I when I went to ask about them – but I did have a photo of one of the arrests. A journalist from (I think) the Daily Mail borrowed the film. The photo was published the next day and, more surprisingly, the paper returned my film and even paid me. Just 17 and I already had an arrest, a criminal record and a protest photo in a national paper: a perfect launch pad for my career. But I didn't spot the path that life was laying down for me. I had been given a chemistry set at age 10 and had science A-levels, so when parental pressure forced university on me, I chose chemistry out of inertia and ignorance. A decade of loose living and truck driving followed, until 1973, when I ended up in a squat in Whitechapel, east London, with a Nikon F. I didn't set out to photograph protests. My aim was to record the constrained world of poverty and slum housing I found myself in. I was young and perhaps believed documenting these issues might help change them. My photos of poor housing, unemployment and racism were published by Time Out, New Society, Housing Today and the Voice. But when demonstrations led to arrests, it was the national press and TV that took notice. These images were the ones most widely seen, the ones I became known for. Protesting has never been easy, but over my career I have watched laws steadily tighten, step by boiled frog step. Now, every detail seems to fall under police control. The pace of a march, slogans on placards, what can be chanted, what's printed on a T-shirt . New laws govern how loud a protest can be, how big it grows and whether it includes music, puppets, effigies or anything else that makes a strong photograph. Bit by bit, regulations have chipped away at our freedom to protest. Yet protest is like a balloon: squeeze it here and it pops up there. The more it's squeezed, the louder the bang when it bursts. Technology may be a tool of oppression, but it can also be a weapon of resistance. Activists are already using encrypted communications, decentralised organising and creative direct action to stay ahead. People have always risen to meet new challenges. Even under surveillance and repression, we have seen moments of extraordinary courage – in the streets, on social media or in quiet, everyday acts of defiance that keep movements alive. The future of protest may look different, but the spirit driving it will remain. This is an edited extract from Protest! by David Hoffman, published by Image & Reality at £28. The Greater London Council bought the popular farm on the Isle of Dogs intending to build a motorway. After locals marching with their animals campaigned to save it, the plan was quietly dropped. In the 1970s, when I first began to document social change, I saw tensions ramped up by racist and oppressive policing dominating the communities it pretended to serve. Combined with discrimination in jobs and housing, policing tactics turned lively, optimistic youth into angry subcultures. Black youth in particular were targeted, with clubbing and street culture used as an excuse for busts and surveillance. On bank holiday Monday night, as the carnival drew to a close, police would change from friendly bobbies into pumped-up riot police as they tried to clear the streets. Moving along Ladbroke Grove, they attacked isolated groups of late-night revellers, which sparked counter-attacks and, predictably, led to the sort of retaliation pictured here. When the crowds in the street grew too large and hostile for shield police to disperse, vans were driven at them at high speed. It was the singing that always got me. Hundreds of women, peaceful and determined, would be roughly grabbed and dragged away like sacks, still calling for peace, undeterred by insults, arrests and violence. It always seemed to be dark, overcast and rainy. The camps were dotted along the perimeter fences and much of my time was spent running in mud-heavy wellies from one gate to another, chasing tales of fence cuttings or missile movements that rarely materialised. Suspicions of foul play over the death of 21-year-old Colin Roach – who was shot inside Stoke Newington police station, in what officers claimed was suicide – came against a background of racist and oppressive policing in Hackney which led to many protesters feeling the need to cover their faces when marching. The police's version of events quickly unravelled: Roach's fingerprints weren't found on the gun and the forensic evidence didn't match the scene officers described. While the local MP spoke out about a 'breakdown of faith and credibility' in the police, the Commission for Racial Equality called for an investigation. The poll tax had been a festering sore for what felt like an age, David Hoffman writes, and while earlier demos had been crushed by police action, this one had really kicked off, with 100,000 people marching. After repeated charges by mounted police, riots erupted, shops were looted, police vehicles and government offices attacked, and buildings burned. The eventual cost: hundreds of millions of pounds, and the end of Margaret Thatcher's government. Jamaican-born mature student Joy Gardner died after a brutal immigration raid on her home in which police handcuffed her, bound her with leather straps and gagged her with a 13-foot length of adhesive tape wrapped tightly around her head. Unable to breathe, she collapsed, suffering catastrophic brain damage from asphyxia. She was placed on life support but died four days later. In 1995, three of the officers involved were tried for manslaughter but were acquitted. As Reclaim the Streets marchers made their way into Trafalgar Square for speeches in support of sacked Liverpool dockers, thousands danced to sound systems – but the carnival atmosphere didn't last long. Confrontations began in Whitehall and an orange smoke bomb thrown into Downing Street triggered charges by riot police on foot and on horseback, their shields sprayed with paint from protesters' squeezy bottles. A police helicopter hovered noisily above and more than a thousand officers in black boiler suits, steel toe-capped boots and face masks blocked the exits. Once the square had been sealed, mounted police charged. Gay rights activists from Outrage!, led by Peter Tatchell (in blue shirt), stormed the pulpit of the cathedral on Easter Sunday, using archbishop George Carey's mic to denounce the church's homophobia and hypocrisy. Tatchell was injured and arrested. The protester in glasses to his right turned out to be an undercover police officer (or Spycop). On the fifth anniversary of the invasion of Iraq, the Stop the War Coalition, the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament and the British Muslim Initiative joined in a national demonstration as part of the worldwide day of protest against George W Bush's wars. While an estimated 50,000 turned out to vent their anger at government plans, a bus shelter on Whitehall – a few hundred sensible yards away from the turmoil – made a more enjoyable platform to protest against tuition fee increases and maintenance grant cuts. Around 5,000 women and men marched to Trafalgar Square in protest against rape and sexual violence. They were part of a global movement that was triggered by a Toronto policeman's comment that women should 'avoid dressing like sluts in order not to be victimised'. Having spent half my life photographing others being arrested, I decided it was only fair to document my own arrests …. At a Tower Hamlets town hall occupation on 27 April 1987, Daniele Lamarche took this picture of my arrest for refusing to stop taking photographs, then gave me her film as she was working for the council and was worried that it might affect her job. Amid violent scenes following anti-Satanic Verses protests in London on 27 May 1989, missiles were thrown at poorly prepared police by angry youths. A cop I'd photographed dragged me off to Southwark nick. I took this selfie to illustrate the concept of justice turned upside down. At a Greenpeace anti-whaling demonstration at Norway's tourist office in London on 26 July 1993, I was the only one whose arms weren't chained, so the inspector, looking for someone he could actually arrest, chose me – essentially for being portable.
Cision Canada
06-05-2025
- General
- Cision Canada
/R E P E A T -- Media Advisory - Government of Canada to host Boots of Remembrance ceremony to mark the 80th anniversary of the Liberation of the Netherlands and Victory in Europe/ Français
TORONTO, May 5, 2025 /CNW/ - Veterans Affairs Canada will host a Boots of Remembrance commemorative event at CIBC SQUARE with the official Government of Canada delegation commemorating the 80 th anniversary of the Liberation of the Netherlands and Victory in Europe Day. The delegation will be joined by Commander Paul Smith, Commanding Officer, HMCS York, Canadian Armed Forces, David Hoffman, General Manager, CIBC SQUARE and other dignitaries. In 2019, a pair of combat boots – a symbol of the many Canadians who took a similar journey during the Second World War to serve our country – was placed on a train in Vancouver, British Columbia, to begin the voyage to Halifax, Nova Scotia, where so many troops departed for Europe over 80 years ago. Along the way, commemorative ceremonies were held across the country to honour the boots and what they symbolize. This year, as we commemorate 80 years since the Liberation of the Netherlands and Victory in Europe, the boots are making a return trip, starting in Halifax and making their way to Toronto to symbolize the homecoming of Canadian soldiers and their return to family and community. There will be a photo op and interview opportunities with Veterans and other dignitaries following the ceremony. Notes for media: Media who wish to participate must register by 12:00 EDT on Tuesday, 6 May 2025 by contacting [email protected] with their name and media outlet. Media members are asked to arrive no later than 13:30 EDT. Please let us know if you have any accessibility needs and we will work with you to enable your participation. SOURCE Veterans Affairs Canada - Ottawa
