Protests

Memory lane isn't as easy to access as it once was. Lotta clutter in there. However, have to wonder what happened to a couple of nonviolent techniques of disorders gone by.

No idea what the technical names were, but one was "banana peel", a product used to coat streets and other surfaces. Approaching rioters assumed a prone position quickly once on a treated surface. Easily pushed about with fire hoses. Not usually used on demonstrators, but available.

The other was "retch gas". The contents of the intestinal tract depart through the entrance path. Again, not something usually used on demonstrators, if for no other reason than the clean up. But, if the winds in the right direction, maybe just a whiff or two?

Someone above made an interesting and valid point. Back in the 1960's most of us in college were there to acquire salable job skills. I later noticed an even higher degree of dedication in grad school. However, we were raised by a generation that went through the depression and a couple of major wars. Many of them started working in their mid teens to be able to eat. Apparently a substantial number of us didn't pass the lessons on.

Effective parenting seems to be a declining skill/practice. I recall being dragged around during PTA parent/teacher times. The schools were packed. When my kids were in high school I was shocked at the tiny numbers of parents who showed up. A couple of teachers noted that the parents didn't seem to care.
 
The problem with Vietnam-era puke gas is that some who ingest it aspirated and die. Not many, but enough to ensure puke gas is no longer in police inventoried. Burned some for practice in the 80s, but all were properly masked (M17A1 w/gas filters).
 
The industrial strength CS gas the Marine Corps used would make em think about doing something else. Every so often jr Marines were rewarded with gas mask training. Stick a bunch of ya in a big one story building, start the gas, rip off your cover (hat) done your full face respirator, when the training NCO got to you you had to take off you mask, give your name, rank. serial number and home of record then you could head for the door. In ITR if you got to the door without your cover, you would have to go back in and recover it without a mask. I saw some tough guys pukin, slobbing, tears running. I think I made 2 trips to that particular torcher chamber. I hated it both times. But, I got sprayed with some hand held tear gas once and it didn't bother me much. I was driving a Ford Explorer once and had a big can of bear spay my wife had beside the seat, go off shoot down my leg and hit the lower part of the dash. I was able to get the window open, pull to the side of the road, air out and clean up most of it, But before I could get to a McCrapper, pull down my pants and wash my thigh and pant leg off I had blisters on the side of my leg.

Floating a mist of the capsaicin, used in bear spray, over the crowd would definitely dampen the majority's enthusiasm
 
Once upon a misspent moment of youth, we found injecting castor oil into the exhaust system a satisfactory means of creating a "James Bond car" smoke screen. We ran out fairly quickly and the novelty had yet to wear off, so when a friend rummaged through some stuff for a suitable substitute, he found cod liver oil.
It smoked well enough to produce the desired effect, plus another effect we soon discovered. The mention of puke gas made me remember this
 
We've all known someone like these idiots.

And don't tell me the thought never crossed your mind while driving.
I favor the monster in the attached pic for whiney idiots who block my passage on public roads and sidewalks.
 

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We must of had the same CS as in post #123. The problem with the grenade dispersal system was that the release was very, very fine particulates. Clean up was a nightmare if you couldn't use fire hoses. We had to get rid of it when someone, somewhere discovered the hard way that the particulates were highly corrosive to metals if not removed. If indoors, time for new carpets. I know of at least 2 cars that got bought & junked after the HVAC systems got contaminated.

The folks who did Chemical Mace had a fogger system for one of their products. Similar to a leaf blower. I got a whiff of one of their products once and found out where all 9 of my sinus cavities were. Wonder if that's still around?
 
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If you want to clear the mob and send them packing, then blare this awful abomination of a song in a continual loop...they'll leave.

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The folks who did Chemical Mace had a fogger system for one of their products. Similar to a leaf blower. I got a whiff of one of their products once and found out where all 9 of my sinus cavities were. Wonder if that's still around?

Mace uses CN, not CS.

In the 80s Las Vegas, New Mexico PD went into a barfight and hosed several people down with Mace. On the way out, they noticed the bartender on the ground, not moving. Suspecting he'd been shot, they got an ambulance there - too late. He died of an allergic reaction to CN. Let me see if I can find the case law on that.

Added: Couldn't find the case. It was about 1984, and Tom Gillespie was the LVPD chief.
 
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Missed by only 2 years.
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I was living with my grandmother in Maryland in the early '70s. She wanted me to go to U of MD and stay close to home. This was the era when students there would protest, block US 1 and demand that ROTC be thrown off of campus. Of course, classes were constantly being cancelled. I wanted no part of that mess. :(

Off I went to Sweet Home Alabama, where my granddaddy had grown up. Earned a scholarship in the Navy/Marine Corps ROTC at Auburn and was on my way to a Regular commission in the Corps and a 20-30 year career.

Want to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans.

Health issues that developed kept me from getting that butter bar and my career plans changed from wearing the Eagle, Globe and Anchor to wearing a badge and toting a sidearm.

These protestors need to go live in some of the Muslim countries I worked in as a police advisor. They would run home to Mummy and Daddy so quick it would make your head spin!
 
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