I recently bought a Kindle having went back and forth on whether I needed that as my next electronic gadget, for reading and being inspired to write,, or a GoPro high definition wearable-camera for the cheaper thrill of recording biking excursions, dash-camming the douche-bag drivers of Austin and in the case of last nights missed opportunity, recording fights.
And the Award for Best Male in an Austin Bar-Scene Street-Fight goes to? (opens envelope) Roger Huerta!
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Ok, so that didn't happen last night nor was I there. But it's probably the most famous street fight that year from right here in (single tear) Austin Texas's Entertainment District.
Not that I condone this kind of junk, although the adrenaline seeker and other-people's-misfortune gawker in me is drawn to it for reasons that satisfy the lower parts of my brain, but I'd sure as hell like to pull out a camera when it occurs and get better footage than this.
Last night outside of Plush (Red River and 7th) two males exited Swan Dive (Between Plush and Barbarella) and had an exchange of words. The second man to exit seemed to be following the first man out. We'll identify them as the man in the dayglo baseball hat and the man in the black shirt who seemed more concerned about not dropping his cell phone than fighting.
Hat man starting using his fingers and thumb like a big mouth and saying "Yap Yap Yap" to black shirt. He also laughed at him childishly. When the fight started, I was momentarily not paying attention but I saw the next few seconds of it where Hat landed a solid shot on the face of Black Shirt who was trying not to drop his cell phone. Hat man's hat fell off and during the middle of the swinging he ducked down to retrieve it in what was actually a somewhat skillfull maneuver to fool Black Shirt and take him off guard. Had Black shirt any fighting experience he'd have laid a devastating kick into the ribs or head of Hat man but then he might have dropped his cell phone or something. Hat man popped back up, placed hat on head, and walking away, laughed at Black shirt who followed him and got popped again on the face.
At this point Black Shirt is pursuing Hat man across the street to a waiting Party Bus that Hat Man is entering, albeit while walking backwards continuing to taunt Black shirt. Tyrone from Chappelles's Show was on the corner of red river and 7th across from Plush next to the Barbecue Stand. He flagged down a passing officer (fighting downtown is about as good an idea as peeing on the steps of a police station) and began explaining that (wasn't there to hear it but just guessing) Black shirt was the victim of an egregious crime: getting into a fight, fighting like a drunken 12 year old girl, losing, and feeling like a fag. Obviously this was a matter for the police and not just a lesson to be learned.I don't really think either was the victor or the victim. Two guys fought, one landed two punches and got his hat back. The other guy didn't need to follow him outside. Hat man, for whatever he did to make the other guy angry, was retiring to his party bus for the evening when the other guy followed him, willfully fought him, lost, and in my opinion, should have just fucked off instead of following the guy down the block and getting the law involved in a matter of testosterhol.
As Noelle and I departed we walked past the bus and saw Hat Man in handcuffs, perhaps because he didn't have his half of the story told to the police by Tyrone.
Why didn't I stop to offer my appraisal of the situation? Intoxicated witnesses are often dismissed and occasionally may be themselves threatened with arrest for public intoxication or interfering with an investigation. So, peace and out.
I gotta get me that camera!
