Maggie's Farm

It's sort of amusing to consider that these are the Riot Police we're watching scurry away like rabbits. One can only imagine what regular old bobbies would do in that situation -- after they wet themselves, I mean. 

"Reading the riot act" is such a great expression.  It actually used to mean something. The person in charge would literally read it aloud in the street, and then had the power to kill anyone left to hear the "God Save The King" at the end. Its full name was: "An act for preventing tumults and riotous assemblies, and for the more speedy and effectual punishing the rioters."

Lots of websites, this website included, post videos instructing you not to talk to the police. Everyone runs into the street with a video camera, traffic stop and armed robbery alike, trying to catch a YouTube-able Rodney King moment to get their fifteen minutes of Internet fame by proxy. No one has to do that in England, there's a camera everywhere already.

This is what you get when the police know there's nothing but trouble in it for them to protect your homes and businesses, and ultimately, your lives. God help you if you don't sort your recyclables, though.