Cosmo's Corner

Uhh, they're clearly talking about corn. You know, the stuff that grows in a field and comes on a cob?

I am from Iowa..so it would make perfect sense. Some guy gave me some knock off corn. I know my corn pretty well so obviously I didn't stand for that shiz.

I think you'll do fine here.

I feel for you sir, I personally haven't gone through that ordeal, though I have two friends who both have, with it being throughly traumatic for one. I can't imagine the terror that that realization must bring.

That being said, I feel the need to implore that Bonnaroo is a wonderful land. As with any fest in this world, there are a fair share of those concentrated on themselves with no regard for others. I hate that this ordeal was encapsulated in your first conquest of Bonnaroo. I plea that you give the place another shot and embark upon a new journey with these fine people of Inforoo. I don't post here often, but from lurking for years, I can assure you that many, if not most, of the jabs taken at you in the past 48 hours have been out of fun (albeit snarky and usually absurd).

Inforoo is a wonderful place for Lovers of music to get together and discuss the things we love. The few people that I've met from here have been as wonderful as I could have hoped. I, in that vein, hope you will give this family another shot, because in all earnest, that's what this place can be.

Sorry for the long post, but after reading the thread you began and the one Flanzo started here I felt compelled to say something.

Lesson learned ITT, dont do NO NO WORD!!! from random strangers at Bonnaroo. If you're gonna party, bring your own party favors.

EDIT: And I'm an asshole.

Alright so I'll start off by saying that part of my situation was created by drugs but not all of it. On Friday night I was at radiohead and I dropped acid for the first time. I know that sounds misleading but I can say with 100% certainty that I can differentiate my hallucinations from what was happening. I did most of my hallucinating during the concert and after it was over my friend ditched me in centeroo. I lost my ability to read maps and I started noticing the people in center began to look a little weirder. I'm not using this as my main evidence but in my disorientation it especially freaked me out. I found some people who looked normal so I asked if they could direct me to an exit. The man asked if I wanted smoke some of his weed. I took a hit and it was not weed; it tasted awful. At that point I walked away and I began having some bad hallucinations. I saw an employee driving his cart so I hopped on and asked for a ride. I had money and I told him I'd pay him to take me near lot 1. Instead he took me to the lost and found tent, which by lot 5 I think. I sat in their for an hour and gathered myself. My acid trip was over at this point. And all that was left from me smoking whatever I did was some paranoia. As I sat in the tent I watched the employees and they were totally faking their jobs. They would pretend to type things on the omputer but the page wouldn't change at all. The medical staff in the tent didnt actually know how to do anything medically helpful. If there was a real issue they would be taken away to real medical tent. The point is that I could obviously tell that they were messing with me. They had drawers of medical equipment but no medical equipment was actually in them. As I sat in the back of the tent I could see all of the people walking by. Most of them had long, colored, and uncared for dreadlocks. I want to say they looked like juggalos but most of them actually had satanic symbolism on their clothing. I know it doesn't sound believable considering the drugs I consumed but hallucinations happen in your head; I was definitely seeing these things happen from the tent. Every now and then I would see a normal person walk by and they would soon be followed by packs of these same dreadlocked characters. And the way these packs were walking did not seem endearing. They had a look of hatred in their eyes and they were following these person speedily. I think that would lead a lot of people to beileve that the person being followed was in danger. I saw many of these intimidating looking people walking by. I saw more of those people walk by than I saw normal people. At one point one of the staff from the tent asked me where I was camping and I said lot 1. The employee then rushed me out of the tent and pointed me to go in a direction that was opposite of where I needed to go. At decided to stay in the tent because I did not feel safe or ready. At one point all of the staff in the tent began to all talk at the same time and they would just speak sentences that didn't even make sense. It was obvious that they were trying to mess with me. I know this sounds crazy so far but I've been pondering it for awhile and I can differentiate my hallucinations from what I actually heard and saw. The employees in the tent were faking their jobs and trying to mess with me. One of the employees left the tent at one point to go talk to some person and I could see them pointing at me from a distance. They even took pictures of me. I ended up staying there until sunlight (because these dreadlocked characters only came at night). I began to walk back to my tent and there was horseback patrol and I told them what had happened and they brought me to talk a couple of higher ranking employees. I told them everything that had happened. They mostly thought I was crazy, but I think the employees caught wind of what I had said. I had already noticed that many of roo staff had been wearing black bandanas; for the dust of course. But through out Saturday no matter where I walked someone in a black bandana was pointing me out and talking about me. I heard things like "he doesn't know how bad he's gonna get it." later that evening I was going to see the chili peppers. And I could help but notice that almost every person around me in the crowd was shirtless and wearing a black bandana. These could've been off duty employees or a gang of some sort. Manchester is actually somewhat notorious for it's gang activity and roo is also known for it's access to drugs; I'm just throwing that out there. But no matter where I moved in the crowd I was always surrounded by shirtless males, wearing sunglasses, with black bandanas everywhere. They were everywhere. And at one point I was standing behind three teenagers who fit that same description and they turned around and looked at me and said to his friend "thats the kid right?" "yea, I'll go spill the beans he said." he then proceeded to move to go speak to another person. This was right before the chilli peppers were starting. At that point I went to security at the VIP entrance for the side view of the stage. They let me sit on side steps temporarily. And I stayed the night at the medical tent. I lather low until we left the festival but we were camped so close to the centeroo street that I could look outside of my tent and see all of the same people walking by. Which leads to beileve that I was not hallucinating the existence of these characters. I know this whole thing sounds crazy and it was my fault for letting my friend ditch and for not being careful. I've had plenty of hallucinations and I've experimented with drugs; I can differentiate- between hallucinations and real life. I know what I saw and I know that employees were messing with me. Thanks for listening; any feedback is appreciated.

Cosmos, I'm not saying this to demean you, but it was all in your head. Its cool man, it happens.

Sorry for all of the typos iPads are not easy to roll with

Well, there's always a ton of shady looking freaks at Roo. You were hyper-sensitive to them. None of them ever harassed or assaulted you though, right?

Not really. There's bound to be a bunch of bad apples in such a huge group of security workers & volunteers.

Is all I can say. that block was just. woah man.
it'll be ok dude.

That's a good point, Omar. But there were waves of them it was more than one. Those were the only people walking by and any normal person walking around them stood out like a sore thumb and they looked just as scared as I did. I also saw these same people on Saturday night and Sunday night when I was not on any mind-altering substance.

This is why you don't eat the brown acid