I`m sitting here in the cyber café a few blocks from my hotel.
We (We
is me and some friends from Rochester NY) got here from Montreal about 5:30 last night. I crashed an NDP function and introduced Alexa McDonough, the leader of the party, to my American friends (one of whom worked for the Nader campaign). We had a pleasant chat with her about the last election campaign, the future of the party, and the prospects for reform in Canada and the US. We spent the evening wandering about the city doing a bit of tourism in the lower town and finding out what we could about today`s protests.
Today, we had breakfast with my dad, who`s covering the protests for CBC Radio News. We then taped up our signs and walked out to the Gare du Palais for the big peaceful & legal protests. There were tens of thousands of people there, from unions, civil society groups, etc. etc., along with the entire NDP caucus. We marched with them for about two-three hours until we realized that it was heading out to the middle of nowhere. Further inquiries revealed that the end point of the rally would be the Colisée du Québec, a stadium several miles from the city. The four of us decided that we had come to protest in Quebec City and not way out in the boonies. So we turned around and headed back. As we did so, we saw that many many other people were separating themselves from the main march and doing likewise.
We returned to the city, went back to the hotel, had a shower (using Dr Bronners Castile chemical-repelling Soap) and headed out to try to get closer in to the barrier. We climbed a staircase and walked out along the Cote D
Abraham to the head of the Dufferin-Montmorency expressway.
There we saw a large crowd of noisy but peaceful protesters getting shot at with tear-gas canisters and repelled. I suffered without any very practical mask through a tear-gas cloud, but made it out none the worse for wear. We hung out there for about an hour and then walked further east.
We walked with our signs through the St-Jean-Baptiste neighbourhood, where protesters were marching peacefully in small groups up and down the streets. For a while we stood by a guy with a mike and megaphone offering them to whomever wished to speak, as a free speech corner
. Then the police fired tear gas down the hill at them, and we had to disperse. We walked further up the hill, hung out a block down the hill from a water cannon, and were struck with more tear gas. At that point I started to feel rather unsteady so we returned to the hotel.
A few vignettes:
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A chalked message on the street saying 10 VIOLENT PEOPLE, 10 000 PEOPLE GASSED
. This was amply borne out by our observations. Contrary to various implications that everyone not in the main protest were violent, while I was at Dufferin-Montmorency, I counted a total of four people throwing objects at the shielded and helmeted riot cops. They in turn were firing tear gas canisters into a large and completely peaceful - actually, quite motionless - crowd nearby.
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While at Dufferin-Montmorency, a bunch of violent, destructive, anarchist
protesters used several buckets and bottles of water that they had brought to wash their eyes to extinguish a small bush that had caught fire.
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I had reports of the medical centre and indy media centre having been fired at with tear gas.
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My father interviewed a boy who had been shot with a plastic bullet; when uniformed protest medics came over to help him, a tear gas canister was fired directly into their cluster.
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He also interviewed a journalist who had been shot at with a plastic bullet while filming with a video camera and wearing press ID. He was badly injured in the leg.
A few things you might not hear on the news, from someone who`s here. Anyway, from where I sit typing, I just heard tear gas being fired just now. The smell of it hangs thick under the clear sky tonight.
Matt
p.s. The French for tear gas
is gaz lacrymogène
.