earthdance

[Drunk Monk]

We had a classic borderline at earthdance. He had come from Maui, managed to hitchhike to the show, but didn't have a ticket or money to purchase a ticket. He was at the gates, making a ruckus. The gate faces highway 101 so you can imagine the hassle. We talked to the guy. He was pretty sunburnt, like he'd been on the streets for a while, but his clothes were relatively clean. He was a dreadlock Asian and very gamey. He constantly brought it back to the 'white man's oppression' and I constantly retorted by asking him to look at me more closely. The problem was that, given his behavior, no one felt comfortable releasing him upon some poor citizen fool enough to pick him up as a hitchhiker (there was about half a dozen guys hanging out at the gate trying to hitch rides). We couldn't bring him into the show without a ticket. The only solution was to turn him over to the SO, which none of us were comfortable with at all. He bolted at one point onto the highway. We corralled him back and I sat with him until the Sheriff arrived. The Sheriff searched him and pulled off a working buck knife, then accused him of carrying concealed. That seemed a bit trumped up since we were all carrying knives at a campout, but when the cop found three throwing knives tucked in a quick-draw sheath hidden beneath his shirt, it was a done deal. That's about as concealed as you get with knives. We shook our heads - it's been quite a spell since either of us have pulled knives off anyone. The cop stripped his backpack. He had six bottles of good beer, a sleeping bags and some odd clothes. The throwing knives were decent - the $30 Chinatown set instead of the $10 set.

When I first started this, there was hardly an Asian in the scene (and they always became my patients). Now I'm pulling throwing knives off Asian dreadlocks. It's just a matter of time until I uncover a tripping ninja... just a matter of time...