Page 2 October 1973
JUGGLER
JAILED (Article by N. Whetstone in City Magazine, August 22, 1973)
Ray
Jason, the Union Street Juggler and probably the most unique
entertainer on the streets of San Francisco was arrested last week on
a charge of begging. Mr. Jason has been amusing and amazing residents
and visitors alike in San Francisco since October 13, 1972.
Mr.
Jason blocks no sidewalk. He performs on a platform in front of a shop
whose owner has given him permission to do so. His performance is
accomplished, his patter light and playful. The response of his crowds
of onlookers makes it
The
harassment of Mr. Jason and his arrest by the local police is an
insult to the spirit of San Francisco and to the thousands of people
who have watched him perform, applauded and been entertained.
Somewhere in the city someone was being robbed, another was being
beaten, houses were being burglarized, and numerous other crimes that
bring pain and loss to citizens were being carried out successfully.
The police, having nothing better to do with their time and with the
money which we pay them to buy clothes, food, automobiles and the
necessities of daily living, were out arresting a man whose only crime
was to bring a little authentic gaiety to the streets of a city whose
nightlife becomes more mundane and pallid with each passing year.
The
motives of the police could be several: (1) Two officers acting on
their own initiative decided that they didn't like Jason's act (shades
of Lenny Bruce!); (2) Someone in the police department has decided
that now that summer is waning and the tourists are leaving they could
garner a few feathers by showing the "forthright" citizens
that they were cleaning up the streets; (3) This is
Juggling's no sin, for we must have victual;
Nature
allows us to bait for the fool.
Holding
one's own makes us juggle no little;
But,
to increase it, hard juggling's the rule.
You that are sneering at my profession,
Haven't
you juggled a vast amount?
There's the Prime Minister, in one session,
Juggles
more games than my sins'll count. --GEORGE
MEREDITH |