From: dickia@rpi.edu (Andrew B. Dickinson)
Subject: Re: Nudity at shows
Organization: Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute
Date: Fri, 16 Oct 1992 23:21:48 GMT

OK....my naked tripping dude story...

Albany, '91
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After spending the evening at the show, my friends and I were enjoying
the sites of downtown Albany in a slightly altered states.  We were
wandering around aimlessly in the financial district of downtown
Albany, trying to find some motivation to hike back to my apartment
when, from out of nowhere, comes this dude, STARK NAKED, running down
the street.  There, right between the tall buildings, was this this
weird guy darting back and forth, up and down a section of State
street!! It was about the funniest thing we'd ever seen!! Seeing
something that unreal when you're in a state in which you're not sure
what's real anyway is quite a thrill!!  AND... to make the situation
even weirder, it was pretty cold out!  Fucked up...indeed... but it
got even weirder...

This guy ran up and down one section of State street about 4 or 5
times while various bits of traffic drove by.  One of the bits
happened to be a police car... (uh oh).... he immediately did a U-turn
in the middle of the road and decided to drive after the dude.  Then,
without warning, a good 4 or 5 OTHER police cars ALSO showed up on the
scene!!! I can just imagine what the original police officer must have
said when calling it in, something like:

	"This is officer Jones..... I've got a bad situation here...
there's some kind of WEIRD FREAKY HIPPIE streaking naked down here....
I'M GONNA NEED BACKUP!!!!  Send help fast!! I don't think I can handle
it myself!!"

So the 4 or 5 other cars converged on the scene.  The 8 or so cops who
arrived in the cars proceeded to chase the poor guy up and down the
street with their nightsticks!  Eventually, they got him up against a
wall (I doubt they needed to frisk him!), and pinned him down to the
ground.  

I was really amazed at how many cops it took to subdue one tripping
hippie... you'd think they didn't have anything better to do that
night (like stopping rapes, murders, etc. in other parts of the city)
and were all just having some fun...

By this time, an ambulance had arrived, and so had a photographer
friend of mine who also happened to be wandering around after the
shows.  He told me that he had gone up to the scene (my party stayed
across the street) and tried to take some pictures.  They wouldn't let
him -- after all, this was a serious crime!!  He even flashed his
press pass at them, but it did no good.... 

Anyway, they chucked the guy into the ambulance and it sped off.  By
this time, my friends and I had stopped laughing and realized that
what had happened to the poor guy was really evil.  My girlfriend
decided to go across the street and find out where they were taking
him.  The cops attempted to hassle us, but ended up telling us
anyway...  


Several hours later, back in a semi-real state, we found ourselves
back at my apartment.  At some point we remebered what had happened
and decided, in a fit of self-righteousness, that it was our duty to
SAVE THE NAKED TRIPPING DUDE!! 

So, my girlfriend picks up the phone and calls the hospital where the
cops said the guy had been taken.  She talked to an emergency nurse
and (after she had gotten her to stop laughing in response to
"yeah...did you get any NAKED people in tonight???? yeah... naked.....
nothing at all...  what's so funny???") found out that he was in fact
there.  She and another friend of mine then decided that it would be a
good idea to go and get him...

They went to the hospital, and my friend decided to tell the nurse
that he and my girlfriend were from an organization called "Darkstar"
that helped naked tripping deadheads (he later told me that he wasn't
sure which fried section of his brain that idea came from...) She
bought it, and they released the guy (his name turned out to be
Jeremy) into their custody!!!

Soon Jeremy was a new guest in my apartment... we found him some
clothes, and tried to help him remember what he had done with his
wallet, ID, pants, underwear, ride back home, etc.  All we could think
to ask him was "What were you THINKING!" to which he replied "Uh....
ugh... hrmph.... pass the bong!" 


Our adventure ended with us lending Jeremy the money to hop a bus back
to Massachusetts.... Hopefully, he got there in a fully clothed state!


Anyway... that's my naked people at shows story....  one of the best
times I've even had at a show!


-Andy

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