Watch me as I buy into the whole viral website movement.
I am very happy to live in Edinburgh, home to the festival, to culture and to neds... We're an awfully safe city, in the main, although I daresay that Lothian Road on a Saturday night is not the place to go spilling anyone's pint. But I am delighted to bring shame upon my hometown with this snippet of delight:
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8796986960357876824&q=fight+in+Edinburgh
Basically, it's a fight (just off the Royal Mile, I think). One bloke - who we shall call the "right raj wee wide-o" manages to achieve stalemate with about four others by sheer willingness to keep punching in the face of overwhelming odds. Two girls manage to make things far worse - as is their job in such situations - and then our hero loses the plot and initiates blue-on-blue casualties with traffic signs. As soon as he does that - lamping one of the mad wee wummen - he brings down the righteous wrath of some very large but previously uncommitted neutrals upon his head.
For any schoolkids watching, we see excellent use of improvised materials here, and thoroughly capable use of the wild-flailing manuevre that is key to so many successful four-on-one defences. A nice touch is the discarding of the primary participant's top for extra "ah'm mad, me" credibility. But taking down your girlfriend's mate with forty kilos of flying plastic to the head is definitely a schoolboy error.
My one argument is that this is Edinburgh, so the allegations that Buckfast is involved is almost certainly a vile calumny upon the monks who make it. I suspect the wicked hands of Messrs Smirnoff and Daniels at play, here.
Commentary is by the bemused American with the camera. At least he's not at risk of getting shot, so he seems rather relaxed. Well worth listening to with the sound up...