I tried to go home

The police was constantly blocking new streets leading up to the main street. They succeeded quite well in isolating protestors in small chunks to let them cool down in boredom and limited exposure. At many points the main street was completely empty. I think my Grande Starbucks cup gave me away as a non-protestor and the officer let me go through a barricade so I could get home. Walking up the next street I was met with panicking protestors running from a new squadron of police men with tear gas launchers. It seemed to me the protestors were mere troublemakers. There were no political messages, and most of the time it was hard to tell spectators from protestors.

May 1, 2011 at 5:36 PM