| Shaunkun ( @ 2007-08-04 13:11:00 |
Really?
Wow.
I remembered C-Street as being entirely tragic with horrible DJs, but when I thought it could be no more tragic, they proved me wrong. From the apathetic bartenders (checking their phone every five minutes (with 2 notable exceptions)), to the music mixed like a convulsing crackwhore getting a toothy blow job, to the group of boys who insisted on throwing open every door with dramatic flair ... and as the night progressed simply slamming into them like birds hitting a glass door. There was a "pack" of overweight (400+), poorly dressed men who insisted on playing madonna and abba in the back section of the bar all night, a group of african-american people who's gender could not quite be identified, and a group of boys who I thought were women at first glance.
The insanity aside, there was something very disturbing that I saw. There was a group of like six people, and one of them got too drunk too quickly and passed out in the back beer garden early. Throughout the night, I saw them blow smoke into his face, sit on his lap, taunt him, and otherwise abuse him. He walked out to his car and sat on the hood, unable to stand. I went up to him and asked him if he needed a ride home, and he said no. His friends had left him in the parking lot, too drunk to stand, while they hung out outside talking at the end of the night. They then threw him in the backseat of his car, and drove off - all of them way too drunk to be driving. I can accept bad DJs , attitudes, and a variety of over the top personalities. I can't accept people treating other people in such a way. To be quite honest, I almost got into a fight I was so angry. I don't *get* angry.
Throughout the night, I just had to keep saying to myself, "Really?" Is this our fabled gay community? Is this the place where newcomers arrive and get their first experience of Champaign? People willingly come here? People can treat people like that?! People can have those attitudes in the cornfields? Really? Really?
Wow.
I remembered C-Street as being entirely tragic with horrible DJs, but when I thought it could be no more tragic, they proved me wrong. From the apathetic bartenders (checking their phone every five minutes (with 2 notable exceptions)), to the music mixed like a convulsing crackwhore getting a toothy blow job, to the group of boys who insisted on throwing open every door with dramatic flair ... and as the night progressed simply slamming into them like birds hitting a glass door. There was a "pack" of overweight (400+), poorly dressed men who insisted on playing madonna and abba in the back section of the bar all night, a group of african-american people who's gender could not quite be identified, and a group of boys who I thought were women at first glance.
The insanity aside, there was something very disturbing that I saw. There was a group of like six people, and one of them got too drunk too quickly and passed out in the back beer garden early. Throughout the night, I saw them blow smoke into his face, sit on his lap, taunt him, and otherwise abuse him. He walked out to his car and sat on the hood, unable to stand. I went up to him and asked him if he needed a ride home, and he said no. His friends had left him in the parking lot, too drunk to stand, while they hung out outside talking at the end of the night. They then threw him in the backseat of his car, and drove off - all of them way too drunk to be driving. I can accept bad DJs , attitudes, and a variety of over the top personalities. I can't accept people treating other people in such a way. To be quite honest, I almost got into a fight I was so angry. I don't *get* angry.
Throughout the night, I just had to keep saying to myself, "Really?" Is this our fabled gay community? Is this the place where newcomers arrive and get their first experience of Champaign? People willingly come here? People can treat people like that?! People can have those attitudes in the cornfields? Really? Really?