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who polices the police?

if you're in montreal, that's not a rhetorical question. while i've criticised some who've associated themselves with montreal's student protests for stupidly attacking the city's metro system, i have to say that last night, the city's police force found a way to one-up them.

apparently responding to protest supporters shouting insults at them from a terasse, the montreal police- who are apparently rather more sensitive than one might think- ransacked the bar where the verbal protestors were drinking, causing damages, chaos and a massive headache for the bar's owner.

said owner is justifiably confused, since the purpose of the highly restrictive bill 78 [that became law this week, proving that governments can work very quickly when they want to] was ostensibly to protect downtown business owners who were threatened by the protests' renegade elements who might smash their windows or spray-paint their doors. instead, it's resulted in an independent small business owner [le st. bock is a microbrewery pub in the city's dynamic latin quarter] having his establishment doused in pepper spray, his night's income largely lost [most everyone fled in panic, leaving a lot of unpaid bills].

here's a video taken from the bar's security cameras, along with an interview with le st. bock's owner [in french]:



i hope mr. guimond does press the police for answers, because i'd love to know what they are. in the meantime, i guess we'd all do well to remember that the montreal police are apparently very sensitive about being teased and if you do want to help out le st. bock by buying a drink at their establishment, you might want to be sure to wipe down your chair if you're wearing shorts.

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