Word: moving
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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There is little to do but wait until morning, which comes soon enough: 4:30 a.m. You move out en masse along a forest trail lit only by the lights of an occasional T.V. crew and the high intensity bulbs that circle the plant. The sun comes up over the tidal marsh just as you reach it, a moment much too glorious. People joke about it, and the allusions to solar energy come one after another...
...with a cheer the demonstrators leave their huddle on the edge of the marsh and move out across it, a tough passage even at low tide. The sun is up, the only sign of police is the circling helicopter, there seem to be lots of protesters, and you are high and nervous...
...picture of whistling in the dark you haven't seen it, but it helps. Too soon, the cops are coming again, but you don't get up, you just sit there. They reach the edge of the circle, and hesitate a moment, and the singing goes on and they move in. One of you gets picked up by a pigtail and tossed. Another, who goes limp, is clubbed until his hand is fractured and he is rolled down the hill. The glasses are ripped off one of you, and your eyes are sprayed with Mace. They kick and they shove...
...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 to get away from the clubs and the cops. The same medic found...
Smerczynski showed remarkable poise and control. But he had no variety in his plays--because he hardly had practiced with the offense. Running Connors or Callinan to the right play after play just would not move the offense...