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May 8th, 2007

Shot in the Dark [May. 8th, 2007|11:30 am]
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[Current Music |Holland, 1945 - Neutral Milk Hotel]

We finally got out of bed about an hour ago to assess the damage.  Lauren is putting together some tuna sandwiches and I am sitting on the porch after having cleared away the broken glass from our front window.  I had to vacuum the couch so I could sit on it, but the whole neighborhood looks like a war zone now.  My neighbors are picking up trash around their house, scrounging around for usable stuff.  The cars parked in the street - a lot of them have smashed-in windows and have been flipped over, or burned.  My car is completely destroyed.  I don't even want to think about it.  Here is what happened last night.

Around 1, Lauren and I went to sleep in my attic bedroom.  So far, pretty normal.  As we were drifting off to sleep we heard some gunshots, the crackle of breaking glass and a car alarm.  It was finally here, we realized: the rioting was bound to happen to us.  The hippies had had enough.  Lauren got out of bed and looked out the window facing the street - she said she didn't see anything, but the sounds of more gunshots prompted her to come back to bed.

Brendan came running up about ten seconds later, and we could hear the sounds of people waking up downstairs.  We all went downstairs to check the locks on the doors and move some furniture up against the windows and stuff.  Luckily I decided to bring my bike into the basement, which Lauren had to help me with.

Within minutes there were students pouring out of houses, either engaging rioters or joining them.  It was utter pandemonium.  When the first crowbar hit the first car on our block, I swore: that tank of gas was for nothing!  We watched helplessly from our darkened living room as the chaos spread throughout the street for what seemed like ages.  It was really only probably about ten or fifteen minutes before the police arrived with tear gas.  I proposed we all go up to the attic at this point, because it was less likely we'd be affected by the tear gas up there.  There was more shooting - from the small window in the attic, it looked like the police were being shot at and pelted with stones.  Someone was throwing Molotov cocktails, which caught a garage on fire.  I was amazed at how long they stood their ground despite being antagonized like that.

It was kind of inevitable that the police would open fire at the student rioters.  I wish they hadn't - but simultaneously I wish they'd done so earlier.  Like I said, my car is destroyed, my front windows are all blasted in, and a couple of the rioters tried to get into our house to escape the police.  There wasn't much I could do, but Brendan chased them out with a microphone stand.

The radio is saying today that four students were killed and twenty-three injured.  It sure looked like there were more than that last night.  Out on the street today it's eerily quiet.  There is a police barricade at the intersection of my street and State Street.  We were supposed to get some people together for a bike ride out to the countryside today to get some groceries, but I think we're going to have to wait.  My mom just called to make sure we were all okay.  She was kind of mad about the car, but there is nothing I could really do about that.  I really feel like we're on our own now.
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AAPD vs. Critical Mass [May. 8th, 2007|06:23 pm]
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[Current Location |Espresso Royale - State Street]
[Current Mood |worriedworried]
[Current Music |Sis Around the Sandmill - Avey Tare & Kria Brekkan]

A couple of police officers showed up at my door while I was out, or so Brendan tells me.  They were looking for me.  Why me?  I originally thought maybe they wanted witness reports for the riot the other night, but if that were so, then Brendan could answer their questions just as well as I can.  They said they'd stop by this evening.  I'm biting my fingernails with worry because Dan called me to tell me that a couple of the Critical Mass guys were arrested for inciting civil unrest or something like that.  Why do they think we started it?  We didn't start it at all - really, the whole message of Critical Mass is a peaceful one.

I really don't want to get arrested for something I didn't do.  Both the Critical Mass guys who got arrested were avid bloggers - I'm wondering if that's part of it.  If so, then it just seems like a case of paranoia.  I can probably talk my way out of it - even show them this blog.  Because I'm not inciting any riots, in fact, I'm trying to tell everyone to get along!
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