Loved this thread. I used to live in hapi's building, and when I saw the articvle about this raid in the times I was sitting at a break room table of a retail store and pointed out to a couple of coworkers that I used to live about "right here" in one of the photos of cvop activity.
It seemed like some thought that was glamourous, and others thought it was so glamorous i might be lying about having lived there.
It also brought up a lot of NYC memories, and i feel just like Bobby expressed with THAT IS WHY I MISS NYC, about Chi Chi's story about the guy reciting HOWL by himself. in new york the honored loon is soul stroking even to the bitter, but out here in nowhere, it would have no honor.
Anyway,,,I recall TRYING to get to Hapi's building...my building when I had to pee so bad i would DIE...but i couldnt cross 2nd ave ANYWHERE because Clinton was gonna drive down it in a little while. The weird thing is that I had taken up jogging for a brief period then, and earlier that day I was able to run over that walking bridge that goes over the FDR, and I ran right over top of clinton's motorcade which was the ONLY thing on the highway.
It was so senseless to me to later be trapped in this crowd and not be allowed right across the street to the adress on my license. I couldnt help but feel we were all being held prisoner as EXTRAS. (incidentally I was with tabboo and we ran into Nan Goldin and waited together for the road to unblock, but I couldnt hardly deal with her what with my being busy shifting legs.).
and furthermore...I never saw ANYTHING happening at the HA house that warranted anything like that.