Word: maces
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Mace...
Back in camp, even the rumors are kind of boring. People have been arrested, and some have been injured, but you know it's really all over. Sure there will be action tomorrow--a march and a rally and some meetings and a little Mace, and some independent fence-cutting. But they'll keep building Seabrook, at least until next spring when you and your affinity group come back to shut it down again. So you talk with friends, for a while and listen to the spokes meeting, and then, in a gusty 45-degree wind you crawl into your...
...were singing, facing the line of guardsmen who stood elbow to elbow grasping their clubs. Suddenly, at a signal perceptible only to them they pulled out their canisters of Mace and started spraying the people in the front. No warning. The front line turned and fled. The guardsmen kept coming. I lunged for Sarah, and we linked elbows and began to move back. She fell and I reached down to help her, as a New Hampshire state trooper, aiming at where her head had been, caught me straight in the face with Mace. Again I stumbled frantically forward, trying...
...gather 'round in their affinity groups and huddle conspiratorially, if only to divide candy bars or discuss old times. Sometimes everyone will put on gas masks to heighten the drama. A group often, singing "Zippity Doo Da," head off into the marsh towards the fence. About 20 policemen with Mace and clubs gravitate toward the protesters who are knee-deep in water and muck. They stop about 20 yards from the police, link arms, then they turn around, face their comrades on the railroad tracks, and start dancing a Rockettes kick-step. Much cheering. Ever mindful of the press...
...Story has surrounded us. In a small town like Seabrook, everyone is a possible quote, or angle. The reporters are supposed to observe and record, but battle fever--or at least its accompanying tension--is infectious. No one wants the pain of Mace in the eyes or a club in the back, just a whiff of tear gas as a souvenir...