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Yeah. I figured this out one afternoon in spring of 1991, on a train that was coming into Sarajevo, in the former Yugoslavia. There were armed men *everywhere* and an electric feeling in the air, as if violence would break out any minute. I'd planned to visit friends for a few days, but decided that my life expectancy would be improved by staying on the train. :/
I sympathize with the protestors' cause in Thailand; that government has been getting away with entirely too much for too long. But there is *no* percentage in sticking around during a riot. You'll be lucky if all that happens is that you get arrested and beaten by some soldiers on an adrenalin high who can't tell you from the rest of the mob. (And probably don't care.)
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