By contrast, a few days earlier at the DNC, this anecdote:

"An hour or so before Bill Clinton spoke on the third night of the convention, I received a text message from my friend with the terse missive "Massive march possibly violent" followed by a "Its getting crazy you should get over here."
I arrived to find several hundred people—most of them teenagers and 20-somethings—milling outside one of the security barricades surrounding the Pepsi Center (the outer perimeter, not to be confused with the inner outer perimeter, the outer inner perimeter or the inner inner perimeter).
The assembled protestors, ostensibly led by a group from Iraq Veterans Against the War, appeared to be domesticated, or at least housebroken. Still, a sizable contingent of riot police lingered nearby to monitor the situation. Then a loud, crackling voice boomed from a bullhorn somewhere beyond the crowd.
"This is the Denver Police Department," the authoritative voice began.
Ooooh, this is gonna be good.
"We have bottled water and restroom facilities for anybody who needs them. We will also bring over a PA so that everyone who wants to speak will have a chance to do so."..."


A