It was already a bit of a mess. There were so many people. The concrete City Hall arches weren’t secured, and some brave idiots clambered up and danced on top, with no fear of falling. The video and audio on the big screens in and around Nathan Phillips Square didn’t work, so people stood shoulder to shoulder and baked in the sun and cheered other occasional dangerous climbing stunts, or fireworks, or purple and red flares. There wasn’t enough water, and some people passed out and had to be dragged from the square. Cops couldn’t get in; people had trouble getting out.