Hi. I have no idea what my future holds, but I decided I'd rather die than stay home last night. First, thanks to whoever half-carried me through the tear gas at one point in Lownsdale Square. I couldn't see who you were.
That was wild. "Crowd control munitions" everywhere.
That was wild. "Crowd control munitions" everywhere.
Here's a good thread to check out for footage: https://twitter.com/hungrybowtie/status/1282171000445009920?s=20
@hungrybowtie's bag was lit on fire after being shot at. We were all being shot at, told to GTFO. No, it doesn't matter if you're "press." We're being treated like enemy combatants, and I can't say I approve.
@hungrybowtie's bag was lit on fire after being shot at. We were all being shot at, told to GTFO. No, it doesn't matter if you're "press." We're being treated like enemy combatants, and I can't say I approve.
I was shot in the back with what I assume was a pepper-spray projectile. Nice bruise forming. Burned my hand and fingertips pretty badly on a canister I thought was cool enough to scoop into my fireproof bag. Nope.
I'm OK. I'm once again infuriated by what I saw done to others.
I'm OK. I'm once again infuriated by what I saw done to others.