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San Francisco Chronicle, June 12, 1979

A short parade of indignant West Oakland residents marched down
San Pablo avenue last night in an attempt to roust the prostitutes
out of their neighborhood.

"We are the victims of prostitution." Their picket signs
proclaimed. The group of 5, including a Catholic priest, Deacon and
several elderly neighborhood residents, surrounded a lone young
women leaning against a signpost.

"We shall overcome", they hummed.

"Fuck 'em" the alleged hooker muttered, she munched from a bag
of cheetos.

"They got a mother fucking job and I got my own job." She
added.

The protestors sponsored by the activist Oakland community
organization, rallied at St. Andrews Catholic Church. Parishioner
Dorothy Alexander's eyes filled with fire as she pointed to bushes
in front of the church.

"They're right out her in the broad daylight having all this
kind of sex." She sputtered, "Well, we're not putting up with this
kinda nonsense."

Alexander and the other members of the group said they're
worried about their children- some of whom attend a parochial
elementary school adjacent to the church - being exposed to the
prostitutes. "they even proposition the priest!" Alexander
exclaimed.

Last night the protesters marched past the barbecue joints,
small shops, and boarded up buildings and store-front churches that
line the avenue from 20th to 32nd street.

"I raised ten children in this neighborhood, and its gone down
hill ever since the prostitutes came."

Alexander nodded. "the prostitutes are here because the
neighborhood is predominately black. That's why. Because its a
low-income neighborhood and many that anything goes here. Well,
that's bullsh--!"

"B.S." another parishioner corrected.

Father John Maxwell of St. Andrew's joined the protest but said:
"I don't really approve of this sort of thing - it smacks of
vigilantism. we pay our police a handsome salary to take care of
problems like this."

Six neighborhood residents lounged on the front stoop of their
house off of San Pablo and chatted about the ruckus.

"Yea, I hope they get rid of them." Said Daniel Mott, a heavy
set retired black man. "They (prostitutes) keep me awake all night
long, trying to stop them cars."

Two shapely women one wearing black satin jeans and the other a
silky sun-dress sauntered boldly in front of the protestors.

"They can follow us all they want they ain't gonna get rid of
us." Said one.

But the group quickened its pace and chased the two women for
two blocks. The women ran down a side street.

"We shook 'em off didn't we?" Deacon Soubble said with glee.

Midway through the march which stopped as dark fell, two women
from Berkeley joined the group.

"I marched for two years trying to get the hookers off of
University Avenue." said one, who declined to be identified. "I'll
join the march, but I hope it doesn't send the hookers back to
Berkeley."

A black Mercedes cruised slowly by the marchers.

"Clean it up! Clean it up!" yelled the driver, giving the group
a high sign.

An El Dorado stopped at the corner and yelled to the driver of
the Mercedes,"what's wrong with it, man?"

The group plans to march regularly - at least twice a week-
until they see results, according to organizer Maureen Delaney.