Last night, I went to the Granada to see shock-rappers Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All. I walked in knowing this would be a rowdy show, and that I could get bumped or pushed down at the show. But something happened to me that was beyond my control, and not even those in control cared about what was going on.
Before the act took the stage at the GA show, a guy tried to get in front of me. I go to a lot of shows, and I know a lot of people try to sneak as far forward as possible.
This was not one of those guys.
He wasn't squeezing into open spaces. He was walking through, literally pushing people aside, as if there were a seat up front that said "Reserved for Asshole".
I thought he was being a jerk, so I raised my arm to keep him from moving any further. He matter-of-factly told me he was going to the front, and I told him it was a dick move. He tried to get me to flinch and back down, but I stood my ground . He eventually relented and moved a few people back, but he didn't move on.
Over the next few hours, the guy would come back up. He screamed in my ear, calling me Faggot, the world's biggest Bitch, and other unkind words. This wasn't as bad as the violence though - the man smacked me on the side of the head, punched my back, and literally rammed into me, as if trying to push me over the rail I was standing in front of.
I never retaliated - I was raised better than that. I just put up with him, ignored him as much as physically possible, and hoped he would give up.
This guy was pathetic, but I know there are pathetic people in the world. I don't expect everyone to be polite and kind to me. What I do expect, though, is to be safe when in the presence of Security Professionals - and this is where I get really angry.
At one point during the show, a Granada employee passed by me to keep a girl off the rail. I was relieved to see this - multiple attempts to raise my hand and flag my assaulter failed to catch the notice of any security personal - I was far back at a sold-out show, and none of them could see me, but now I had a guy that could finally help me. I got his attention, and told him my situation.
"Maybe you shouldn't be such a pussy."
And he left.
My assaulter saw what happened. This only further riled him. He put his arm around me and cursed me for trying to snitch him out.
When the show ended, I went looking for whoever was in charge of the Granada that night. I was pointed to a man named Cameron, and I told him about the Granada employee who called me a Pussy when I was in serious need of help.
Cameron was unmoved.
Apparently, the Granada employee - a man in charge of keeping the concert-goers safe - didn't have the duty of helping people being attacked. What I should have done, according to him, was wave someone else over to help me - which I did, of course.
Cameron gave me the minimum apology. He said he would talk to the security guy about calling me a Pussy, but he was unconcerned that this guy ignored my cry to help.
The security guy, even if he wasn't specifically in charge of rowdy concertgoers, should have helped me out. If someone tells you they're being threatened, you help them out. Just because people should try to be decent.
Or he could have just asked the assaulter to back off.
Or he could have just sent someone else to help me.
Or he could have just said, "I'm not the person to talk to."
The second I was done explaining all this Cameron, he ended the conversation and moved on before I was ready for the conversation to end. He had other shit to do, and I was keeping him from it.
If I tagged you, it's because I know you've been a Lawrencian, and / or I think you would want to know about something like this going on at the Granada. I hope that in the future you'll avoid the Granada, and maybe spread the word about this incident. I hope that you'll share this Facebook Note. If you have other streams of communiation - Blogs, Twitter, whatever, I hope you'll use them to spread this story. Because last night was disgusting, and it shouldn't be ignored.
I'm not a tough guy. I'm not a strong guy. What I am is stubborn. And listen, maybe if I were a better man, I would have just walked away. But I got to the Granada two hours before the show began - and before my assaulter did, and I didn't want to give my spot to someone who thought it was cool to hit me. So I let him beat up on me, and I didn't try to get back at him.
But I guess that makes me a pussy.