We don’t win by trusting this system. We win by telling the truth so loudly that it can’t operate in the dark.
That’s what this piece is about. This isn’t abstract for me. Kevin Epps is my friend. I’ve worked alongside him for years, and long before that, I was the kid in the house, jaw dropped, watching “Straight Outta Hunters Point” and realizing you could point a camera at our streets and treat them like history, not pathology.
The trial of filmmaker Kevin Epps isn’t just a legal fight, it’s a test of whether Black San Francisco will let one of our own be isolated, smeared and buried quietly — or whether we’re going to say, out loud, “We see what’s happening, and we’re not letting you do this in silence.”…