I was a security threat to Bree Newsome at the Wild Goose Festival.
On Saturday, July 11, with the festival almost over, word got around: Newsome would be speaking that night. My first thoughts were: How am I going to reach an editor when there’s no cell service in this damned valley? Who’s going to lend me a laptop?Can I get enough of a Wifi signal to file a story from the café in Hot Springs? This was news, and I’m a reporter.