"I’m gonna have to get stitches," said the bleeding girl. "They’re gonna shave off my hair. But, friend, I don’t feel scared anymore. I just don’t feel scared of those warmongers. Because the power is in the streets now, man. I can feel the power." She squeezed Van’s loose hand, warmly. "Our streets, okay, brother? Our streets! They can bust my head, they can bust your head, but they can’t bust everybody’s head. Pretty soon America will wake from this nightmare. The corporate media lies, man! They all lie !"