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Re: No More Police Violence!
23 Oct 2004
Here is an account from yesterday's Boston Herald
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Boston Herald:

‘Situation was dire’: Eyewitness details fatal Fenway riot
By Dave Wedge
Friday, October 22, 2004

Perched on a cement parking deck on Lansdowne Street early yesterday, I
watched a tragedy unfold.


As an unwitting Victoria Snelgrove stood by a sausage cart with
friends, six police officers on horseback and a handful of riot cops became
surrounded by a surging - and increasingly hostile - mob of Red Sox
revelers. Despite scattered fires, vandalism, a few scuffles and some
arrests, the scene was relatively under control for a while.


But things took a deadly turn after a heated exchange between a mounted
officer and a surly young man in a gray knit cap. After he refused the cop's
orders to leave the area, the officer, from his horse, grabbed the man from
the back of his shirt and tossed him to the ground.


The man got up and began hurling obscenities and making obscene
gestures at the furious cop. Tensions quickly rose. Some in the crowd tossed
bottles at police while the horses began getting out of control. Riot cops
moved in and started forcefully moving people from the area.


At one point, I saw an officer toting a compressed air gun fire at
least one round into the crowd. A split second later, the 21-year-old
Emerson College journalism major was lying on the sidewalk, blood streaming
from her face.


Standing directly above the scene, I watched her friends softly caress
her head as she drifted in and out of consciousness. One felt for her pulse.
Some in the crowd began screaming for an ambulance. Another cried, ``Call
911.''


At first glance, she seemed just a minor casualty in the foolish clash
between drunken knuckleheads and police trying to reign in the chaos. But it
soon became obvious the situation was dire. After about five minutes, an
ambulance carved a swath through the crowd and the dying student was taken
away on a stretcher.


Today, she's in a funeral home.