Dear lord...
Feb. 5th, 2008 08:38 amI had to wait until I had an article to back this up because I didn't think anyone would believe me, but for the second time, this man turned out small 1,000+ town into a specticle. And this time I was there for several hours of it.
First off, let me say that stand-offs, in real live, are filled with incredibly boring hours of staring at the same damn house with a sort of quiet alertness that fades in and our (you get very, very fucking bored...luckily there were a few hot snipers standing around).
This is intermixed with periods of great excitement and wariness, as the Tatical Team (AKA: Snipers with big guns and a lot of gear) break out windows to flood the house with tear gas and set off flash bombs (and Tear Gas fucking SUCKS when you get a face full of it, damn wind).
They hit the place three times with tear gas (which drew EVERYONE out...though everyone eventually went home when things were getting down to the wire of the Superbowl), and twice with flash bombs (or at least I remember two flashes, I was jogging across the street at the time to get a better view...what, it was a bloody STAND-OFF, I wanted to see what was going on!).
I can tell you that the apparent script for a stand off is "Jeff, come out, we don't want you to get hurt/this to go on any further/anything to happen. Jeff, come out with your hands up and unarmed." They repeated this so many times I think I heard it in my sleep.
Hmm, let's see, what else...I saw just how awsome snipers really are, not in their shooting of course, but at how long they can stay STILL, bloody amazing. I made a joke to someone that if I hadn't seen one of them scratch the back of his leg (with his other foot), I would have thought they fell asleep they were so perfectly still. Though I saw the toll it took during a 'shift change', when one sniper had to role on his back and stretch out.
And the Tactical Team does not 'walk'. They jog...everywhere. They jog to the vans, they jog to their positions, they jog after civillians going where they're not supposed to...made me tired just watching them jog in all their gear.
They're also jumpy, every time the crowd shifted, at least one of them was looking over their shoulder at us, which makes sense, but it un-nerved me a bit, I wanted to surrender myself, amazing how long the guy lasted (especially with all that damn tear gas, which I would like to explain again, SUCKS TO GET A FACE FULL OF!)
It's also amazing how stupid people are, seriously. Either they were driving right though the intersection the stand-off was staged at (granted, it was half open but still, if I saw giant yellow tape, several sherrif's office cars, two tactial team vans, and a bunch of men in camaflouge...I might go the other way). Another guy thought flash bombs would ignight the house (uh, no. Not unless they through a whole bunch in at once...that's why they're used), and even more people went UP TO THE FUCKING YELLOW TAPE to...take pictures. WTF?! You're in THE LINE OF FIRE! That's WHY the tape is there, dumbnut. Granted, I was pretty close to the scene, but I was also a decent distince away, with enough air and objects between me, that a bullet would have slowed enough to maybe hit my leg.
The only time I got closer was when I was watching him be lead out, and he even resisted that! They almost shoved him into the car...but then again, they were a bit pissed off by then.
Supposedly, and you so didn't hear this from me, the whole reason they ended the stand-off when they did, in the manner they did (which I missed, damnit, because I was home, a block away, trying to recover from standing out in the cold and rain in nothing but a t-shirt and thin pants), was because they wanted to make it home in time for the superbowl *snickers*
So, re-cap: Stand-offs = very, very boring with slight chance of excitement. Tear gas= NOT GOOD!!!! Jeff=Big ass idiot!
*beams* and how was your weekened?