June 1st, 2nd Part

     . . . . The desire to Know, first hand -- sent us outside two hours before curfew. We have returned within 45 minutes. It's now 10 to 10 PM.

Serious action up at 14th Street; 95% males, white and black, 25 and under, They Say.

The walk was scary from the moment we set outdoors. Due to the many beatings as a child, my instinct is always when I sense violence is to get the fuck outta there.

Small huddles and larger groups of people -- some right outside our door, changing clothes, from one set of designer athletic wear, to another set -- and walking along the streets of luxury retail outlets -- some of which amazingly still have no boarding, no anything.

OTOH, we saw some weedy white guys with baseball bats standing around too, and howling about no respect for the police, and "Violence big time tonight."

All of these people were without a clue, but looking for opportunity. White guys not wearing masks, black guys wearing masks.

Saw no cops though. Just helicopters.

I was spooked, though I wanted to See for myself.

Then there were Others, just sitting at the park tables and benches on our block, chatting away, eating pizza. They too were without a clue.

I just don't know.

Bad guys are planning bad things. These aren't the protesters of the Community Strikes Back.