Run away.. really, just run away
I had an interesting trip to the store today. As I was near full of stuff and ready to leave I heard some guy yelling down the end of an isle probably 30 yards from me. I don't remember and could not really hear but it seemed to me to be an argument and my immediate thought was some maskless asshole.
When I was in the Navy my job was to run towards trouble on the ship. I mean, not like we could escape anywhere, so running towards the problem and nipping it in the bud was kind of important. Kind of life and death. I'd been trained in a fully engulfed engine room fire, 360 degrees of flame and I was on the front of the lead hose. It was interesting. When I got out of the Navy I resolved to leave the burning buildings and call the insurance company and I've maintained that stance since.
So this guy was yelling, obviously others were working the situation, I moved away and found more shopping to do on the other side of the store. No pictures, no video, no looky loos... never even turned back. I was actually kind of waiting for the pop of a gun at which time I would have been on the deck asap. It was maybe two minutes when a couple of beefy guys, one in police cammos strapped with a gun came running past me towards the melee. I smiled but was wearing a mask so it was lost on them. A little more noise and the back door alarm went off and it was quiet.
1 — Good on the police. I think they went from first sound to end of incident in under five minutes. My guess is there is a substation somewhere close by.
2 — There were a number of people either standing there and staring or moving towards the incident. I was so wanting to say "just a little voter suppression .." but I don't think anyone would have thought it was funny.
3 — This song was running through my mind. An old favorite. Stay away when there's a riot going on.