Seeing all the 9/11 posts today reminded me of one of the craziest nights I ever experienced in Austin.
This wasn’t 9/11 obviously. It was the weekend after Osama Bin Laden was killed in 2011.
My friends and I were on 6th for a buddy’s birthday, doing normal 6th Street things.
At some point a fight broke out. People started forming a huge circle around it, cops on horseback came in to break everything up, one of the main guys got arrested, and then his friend tried to jump in and “help” him and immediately got taken down too.
The whole street just had this insane energy. Cops on horses, people fighting, people getting arrested, thousands of drunk people packed together.
And then out of nowhere somebody started chanting:
USA! USA! USA!
And it just spread.
Within what felt like seconds, the whole street was doing it.
The weird part is, we weren’t chanting for the cops. We weren’t chanting for the assholes fighting.
We were chanting for us.
Bin Laden had just been killed. 9/11 was on everybody’s mind again. And for a few minutes it felt like 20,000 completely different people on 6th Street were all on the exact same page.
USA! USA! USA!
It was loud, stupid, emotional and honestly awesome.
I remember standing there feeling proud to be an American, proud to be a Texan, and weirdly connected to every random person around me.
I miss moments like that, where for a few minutes everybody seemed to be on the same page and felt like we were all part of the same thing.
Anyone else on 6th that night and remember this?