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Their exact words were "Fascists out!," but it was not until later that the irony of that demand became apparent to us. When we refused to acquiesce to their unreasonable demand - we had a Constitutional right to be there, as well as permission from the DAWN head organizer - they continued with the name-calling and cursing, making a show of trying to intimidate us. As we stood there - the anarchists demanding our immediate exit and we refusing to comply - a crowd of anarchists began to gather around us. As I noticed this, I immediately told Jesse to watch his back, and told my ProtestWarriors to get closer together. I remembered the RNC, and was not looking foward to a repeat of the violence there.
Our interaction with the anarchists quickly worsened; they began grabbing at our signs, and attempting to rip them out of our hands. We held on tight, and told them to lay off. As they began shoving us, a man who identified himself as a "DAWN marshal" ran over and stepped in between our two groups. "You can not do that here!" he shouted at the anarchists. "This is a peaceful rally!" When they directed their vitriol at the DAWN marshal - actually shoving him and threatening him with further violence - he whirled around and began berating us. "You're instigating!" he told us. "You have to leave!" I attempted to placate him, explaining that we were there with permission from the organizer, but he was beyond reason. He was unable to do anything but call the ProtestWarriors "instigators." As we watched him struggle to restrain the anarchists, we were momentarily dumbfounded. Here was a man who had not only witnessed the violence of the anarchists, but was currently subjected to it - and yet he was blaming us for what was clearly unprovoked intimidation. We wondered at the moral relativism that must be at work in this man's brain, enabling him to blame the victim for the crime.
When it became obvious that the DAWN marshal was not going to take **************'s side in the matter, I decided to ignore him and told my ProtestWarriors to stay where they were. "We're not going anywhere," I told both the marshal and the anarchists. Things then began to get tense; a heavy-set black man in a trench coat patted his left lapel, muttering something about a pipe. When he saw that we weren't leaving, he made a grab for one of our signs. I stepped in to get between him and the **************, and was tripped by one of the anarchists. At that moment, all hell broke loose.