My monday...
I got up at 5 AM, showered, ate something, jumped on my bike and rode through serious rain for 30 minutes, after which I arrived soaked at fortress III (the ruins of the WWI/WWII fortresses around Antwerp are only numbered, not named). I went there to make photographs for the student magazine.
Because the fortress is close to the airport, some of the trees around it need to be cut down. You can imagine: the usual group of tree-huggers chaining themselves to trees, roads, ... blocking the bulldozers and shouting at the police. Followed by riot police unchaining them, using pepperspray, and what-not, quite a bit of brute force on both sides. After two or three hours all activists were arrested and taken to the bureau, they won't be charged with anything but they'll be kept 'administratively' for 12 hours. (after which I'm sure they'll return and play the same game tomorrow morning).
And then I'd go home. At least that was the plan. Appearantly the cops were in a bad mood and thought otherwise (hey, it IS monday), plus I think they were not too happy about some of the pictures I took (quite a bit of aggression that morning, from the activists, sure, but the police didn't really go free either...) so they figured they might as well lock me up for 12 hours too. I don't have an official presspass so they just tell me I'm one of those activists (even though they damn well knew I was not), so what can I do? The idiots took two rolls of exposed film (shot three, had the third one already hidden). So I spent about two hours in jail before I can explain my story to the big chief and he releases me... Didn't see my film back though.
So yeah, stuff happens... But what can I do? Complain or even sue them? Who will verify my story... the fifty cops that were present will deny everything I say and back each other up, and nobody will believe a bunch of anarchistic tree-huggers that would confirm my side of the story...
yeah, just another monday as usual...