PhriendOfMine
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Apr 24, 2002
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- 23
Maybe it's just me...
I had a TERRIBLE time at Ultra. I visited the park the day before the fest and it is a beautiful, well kept place. But after our "PLUR" fest it was completely trashed. Not only was the park trashed, but the day after all you could see on Biscayne Street were water bottles and flyers. I am so disappointed. Its one thing to go to a club and get all fucked up, disrespect the people around you (which I saw WAAAAAAAYYYYYY TTTOOOOO much of) and trash the place... (I say this because generally at clubs there are a lot of people or immature kids that simply come looking for a place to get fucked up, a drug haven if you will.. and that type of behavior is to be expected) but it is certainly another to go so far out of your way (we drove 18 hours from Maryland) to go to a festival that is supposed to be in celebration of good people, good music, and good times- and sabotage it. Toward the end of the night I found myself searching endlessly for people who were not completely obliterated from too many pills. The police closed the entrances to the main stage shortly before PVD, which was a little alarming because I was afraid we wouldn't be able to see him. However, no one took the time (or everyone was just too fucked up) to realize that the reason they closed the entrances was because people were passing out and having seizures and shit and the paramedics weren't able to get to them because it was too crowded. I guess everyone is too warped by this whole "fuck tha poleece" mentality to realize that every once in a while they really DO want to help. I saw several people arrested right before my eyes, and for the first time, I felt they truly deserved to be arrested for giving the cops a hard time. When the cops finally opened the entrance again, I feared I would be TRAMPLED as everyone wanted to get in but no one wanted to wait or RESPECT the people around them. My stupid hopeful ass thought it would be a good opportunity for us to UNITE as we were all waiting together, guess that's where hope gets me. This experience has emphasized a phrase that I have heard too many times and debated with all my heart... "PLUR is dead"
I had a TERRIBLE time at Ultra. I visited the park the day before the fest and it is a beautiful, well kept place. But after our "PLUR" fest it was completely trashed. Not only was the park trashed, but the day after all you could see on Biscayne Street were water bottles and flyers. I am so disappointed. Its one thing to go to a club and get all fucked up, disrespect the people around you (which I saw WAAAAAAAYYYYYY TTTOOOOO much of) and trash the place... (I say this because generally at clubs there are a lot of people or immature kids that simply come looking for a place to get fucked up, a drug haven if you will.. and that type of behavior is to be expected) but it is certainly another to go so far out of your way (we drove 18 hours from Maryland) to go to a festival that is supposed to be in celebration of good people, good music, and good times- and sabotage it. Toward the end of the night I found myself searching endlessly for people who were not completely obliterated from too many pills. The police closed the entrances to the main stage shortly before PVD, which was a little alarming because I was afraid we wouldn't be able to see him. However, no one took the time (or everyone was just too fucked up) to realize that the reason they closed the entrances was because people were passing out and having seizures and shit and the paramedics weren't able to get to them because it was too crowded. I guess everyone is too warped by this whole "fuck tha poleece" mentality to realize that every once in a while they really DO want to help. I saw several people arrested right before my eyes, and for the first time, I felt they truly deserved to be arrested for giving the cops a hard time. When the cops finally opened the entrance again, I feared I would be TRAMPLED as everyone wanted to get in but no one wanted to wait or RESPECT the people around them. My stupid hopeful ass thought it would be a good opportunity for us to UNITE as we were all waiting together, guess that's where hope gets me. This experience has emphasized a phrase that I have heard too many times and debated with all my heart... "PLUR is dead"
