But not everyone agrees with the Jeep-pounding sentiment, especially the vehicle's owner. They comply, and he tries to move his Jeep, but nobody is going to get out of his way. He gives up. The roof is dented, the windshield cracked. Four brave young men hustle another couch through the crowd to deafening cheers.
More innocent upholstery goes up in smoke.
By now, the flames are getting dangerously close to trees overhead, which are still filled with dry autumn leaves. There's no music. Just fire, and, well, more fire. I see a girl grab an armful of dead branches and leaves left on the sidewalk and head purposefully toward the fire. The courageous student body has figured out that couches burn.