September 5, 2008
Last Saturday, Aug. 30, me and my fiance of six months, who is pregnant, went to the Labor Day Festival. What was supposed to be a enjoyable time turned out in a nightmare. After spending more than half of Ziggy Marley’s concert at the line outside, we got inside in time to see the end of his concert and the main attraction, Bob Dylan and his band.
During his second song, we were in the middle of the big crowd and people started pushing forward. I thought they were trying to get close to the stage, but soon I could find out the real reason. After been pushed twice we decided to go to the only area that was not packed, “the corridor.” A huge security guy came and in a very rude way started shouting everybody to get out of the corridor. We tried to get back to the crowd, but it was so packed that we had to stay between them and the corridor. And here comes the Big Guy again shouting even louder. My answer was “Sorry, but I can’t fly,” that was enough reason for him to grab my arms in a very brutal way and drag me out of the concert, he also cut my and my fiancee’s wristbands and threw me at the road. My arms and shoulders still hurt, but the shame is even worse.
Arnaldo Guimaraes Jr.