Wednesday, September 07, 2005
A Very Horrible Experience
by Ed Cherrie, tango dancer
This is how I would describe my last night at the Convention Center:
I was planning to document my experience. Whether anyone would be interested in publishing it remains questionable.
It was like bad dream that was really happening.
Besides the violence I witnessed, the most memorable incident was my last night in front of the Convention Center. In the darkness the people put on an impromptu play of all things. It started with a sort of satanic ritual. Later it depicted the great flood, and an eerie performance involving police heavy-handedness (which was ubiquitous) against those who just wanted to leave. The play was interrupted several times by the real patrols. I was expecting gunfire from the cops every time they came. All this while my mother was freaking-out with the whole thing.
It was HELL, Plain HELL.
I considered myself a moderate before this, but now I see the point of view of the hunted. If it weren't for the looters, we would not have eaten at all. Most of the people there were honest hard-working citizens of all ethnic origins. They were forgotten by everyone from the Mayor to the President. For three days it just didn't seem like I was in the America .
This horrible experience will remain with me for the rest of my life.
Ed
This is how I would describe my last night at the Convention Center:
I was planning to document my experience. Whether anyone would be interested in publishing it remains questionable.
It was like bad dream that was really happening.
Besides the violence I witnessed, the most memorable incident was my last night in front of the Convention Center. In the darkness the people put on an impromptu play of all things. It started with a sort of satanic ritual. Later it depicted the great flood, and an eerie performance involving police heavy-handedness (which was ubiquitous) against those who just wanted to leave. The play was interrupted several times by the real patrols. I was expecting gunfire from the cops every time they came. All this while my mother was freaking-out with the whole thing.
It was HELL, Plain HELL.
I considered myself a moderate before this, but now I see the point of view of the hunted. If it weren't for the looters, we would not have eaten at all. Most of the people there were honest hard-working citizens of all ethnic origins. They were forgotten by everyone from the Mayor to the President. For three days it just didn't seem like I was in the America .
This horrible experience will remain with me for the rest of my life.
Ed
