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Seattle SPD Motorcycle
Unit, Seattle, WA - Photo Chukundi Salisbury
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Saturday July 28,2002
Downtown Seattle, Washington
By: Clarissa Grayson
From “fights!” to
floats, from step groups to speedboats, this year’s Torch
Light parade was definitely “entertaining” to say the least!
And if you still needed more excitement, the after party held
at Club Fever was were you needed to be. If you could afford
it!
People brought their
dogs, their kids, grandmas, and kin-folk; it seemed like all
of Seattle was out supporting Torch Light. Traffic wasn’t to
bad either, in fact it seemed most people got smart and took
the bus downtown.
The actual parade started off
with a little number put on by the local police on
motorcycles. This was quite pleasurable for the little
kiddies, but you could tell some of the older teens didn’t
really care for the police at all! While on the subject of
Police, I think it would be safe to say that the whole freakin’
Seattle police force was posted at the parade! Someone could
have had a drag race on Martin Luther Blvd., and no one would
have known!
“OH NO, the FIGHTS OUT…” it
turned out that the police would be needed that night. Around
9pm a small fight broke out near 2nd Ave. The small fight,
which could have been not worth mentioning, turned ugly when a
large crowd of younger teens rushed toward the fight, pulling
everyone’s attention away from the parade for a moment.
Police on horseback were brought in to settle the young crowd,
which helped ease some people's mind. “Man I just know some
idiot is out here with a gun waiting to do something stupid”,
stated one nervous girl in the restless crowd.
However after a while the
tension in the crowd came from a different source, THE
POLICE. On horseback they started to become rather “rough”
with the crowd of youngsters. This seemed a little harsh
considering the crowd had calmed down. But I guess that
wasn’t enough for the men in blue on horseback. They
continued to shine flashlights on people in the crowd, and
were bogarding people around with their horses. Not to
mention the horses couldn’t keep their footing on the
concrete, and their horseshoes continually sparked when they
slipped. It was only a matter of time before things got even
uglier!
Meanwhile the parade continued
to please and bring cheers from the crowds closer to the
street curb. “It keeps getting bigger every year. More and
more people, more excitement, better floats”, mentioned the
“King Rain Rain” who was out representing the Rainer Club.
While the helium floats of whales, fish, stars, and the like
kept people smiling, it was the high school bands, such as All
City, and the hard working drill teams like “Electronettes”
that got the crowd up and excited.
If you weren’t excited about the
parade then chances were, that you could take part in some of
the shows going on in the crowd. There were groups of free
styling teens showing off their lyrical skills, old friends
running into each other, vendors selling (everything from)
Scooby Doo balloons to flashing blue earrings. And there
might as well have been a runway because some Kats
showed up floss’n some outrageous gear!! At an overall
glance of Torch Light 2002 things went down nicely, and it was
the place to be at the time.
“Heahhhy, how you do’n”. The
spot to spit your game after the parade was club FEVER!
That’s if you could stand the 2 hour line at the door, which
matched the 2 hour driving you would have to do to find a
freakin’ parking spot that didn’t cost $5! However, when word
got out that Fever was charging $20 at the door the
place to be became outside Fever instead of
inside! You know, I guess some of us are still “Ballas-on-a-budget”.
The theme for the club that night was “Foam night”. For ya’ll
that don’t know, its like dancing in a big bubble bath with no
water. It tends to get a little messy, and eventually your
clothes get wet, and dirty and everyone gets freaky. So for
ya’ll that got your swang on inside the club, “hey do
yo’ thang!” And ya’ll that were “Parking lot Pimp’n”
you saved good money! From parade to party, Torch Light night
was the night to kick it!
Clarissa Grayson
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