My Wall Street Arrest

The Story Of My Wall Street Arrest:
My Wall Street Arrest- No, this was not a protest and this was at least a month before occupy wall street even existed. No, I wasn’t attempting to leap the fence facing the NY Stock Exchange to get back lost funds. I was acting in part of an artwork performance called Ocularpation! A piece contrived by artist Zefrey Throwell. As you might seen from our posts last week, Zefrey contacted us looking for folks comfortable with public nudity to participate in his next artistic endeavor. (And what better folks to contact than Nudist Portal?)
The performance took place this morning on Wall Street at 7:00 am. 50 people took part, all roleplaying the various jobs on Wall Street, from janitor to fitness educator to fiscal adviser. Zefrey was truly inspired for the endeavor by his mum who lost all her retirement money in the stock market crash in 2008 and found herself broke and unemployed in her 60’s; a demanding situation to be in. His notion was to expose the mysterious inner workings of click and make folks think about what really occurs there day to day.
I determined to sign up and was even more pleased after I realized the occupations were going to reflect the real employment demographics. I played dog-walker, which represents 2% of Wall St workers. We soon headed to our given places on the street.
At 7am I began walking my invisible dog. “Come on !” Some amused glances from pedestrians. I took off my tank top and actually started getting into my part. “Good boy, good boy!” Before things went any further, a police officer came up- “Put your top back on. Go put your shirt back on!” I quickly complied, and then to my surprise, he arrested me. Here is basically our conversation that followed..
Arrested On Wall Street
Officer, putting on the handcuffs- “Here you go, is that what you wanted??”
Me- “No”
Policeman- “What’s all this going on?”
Me- “It Is an art performance.”
Officer- “This isn’t artwork, this is retarded!”
Me- “That’s subjectiveIsn’t it legal for me to be topless anywhere in NYC?”
Policeman- “Yeah right what do you think you’re doin’ walkin around topless like you’re walking a dog. You need to come with me and be psychologically evaluated, then after that perhaps you will be free to go. It is retarded, this really is only dumb pretending to walk a dog free of shirt on. There are kids about.” (I did not see one child during this performance.)
Me- “Occasionally people pretend to do things in artwork”
My Wall Street Arrest Narrative
He grabbed my stuff and brought me to sit with 2 other guys in handcuffs. They were a stock trader and a janitor who’d completely stripped down during the 5 minute functionality. One was told he wouldn’t get arrested if he put his clothes back on, but the officer “changed his mind.” So we sat there and then took a ride to the precinct to spend 2 hours in jail.
We all got a desk release with tickets and a summons for disorderly conduct. My fellow jailbirds additionally got indecent exposure charges. Just before we were released, an officer (I believe the same one I spoke to earlier) reasserted his opinion that we should’ve all been psychologically assessed first. Alas, his view was disregarded, and they gave us back our items, including the janitor broom and my makeshift leash, now turned upwards and distorted.
However, pertaining to me personally, I don’t have any idea what laws I broke or why I was even detained. So far no one, not even the policemen themselves, could explain to me what I did wrong.
My Wall Street Arrest by Felicity Joneswas published by – Young Naturists And Nudists America FKK
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