didn’t want to get trampled. They came
out with brutality. I remember standing
up on top of a car and having a look at
what was going on in the front. Then I
saw a man with shaving cream on his
face, and putting his braces on—and all
of a sudden the soldiers stopped beating
us.”
The man putting his braces on was the
commanding officer of the Slate Street
checkpoint. He might have been the only
voice of sanity on the British side that
day, the only one who understood the
full dimensions of the catastrophe
unfolding. A heavily armed group of
soldiers was beating up a group of
pram-pushing women, coming to feed the
darren dugan
(Darren Dugan)
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