one evening I was walking back to EC to see a large group of people standing between 66 and goodale. Just as I caught glimpse of the refrigerator in the fire escape, a CP car pulled up into the driveway and the entire crowd scattered, leaving me there. The CPs accused me of being in charge of a plot to blow up the building, detained me for an hour, didn’t give me a phone call, and finally filed a report in my name when I insisted that I had no idea what the fuck was going on. Not one of the people in EC did anything in the whole hour that I was detained, including the perpetrators who’s ass I was saving, and the houseteam. fmyeclife.