100 People Brawl At Disneyland Hotel: And It Obviously Started In A Pool
A brawl at a hotel near Disneyland on Wednesday involved as many as 100 people and two people were hospitalized, police said.
The fight involved hotel guests and grew to include between 60 and 100 people, Sgt. Shane Carringer of the Anaheim Police Department confirmed to USA TODAY. The incident started at the pool and included both adults and young people.
Broomsticks and bottles were used as weapons during the fight at the Cambria Hotel & Suites, witnesses and police said.
The officers “were met with about 40 people fighting outside” and another 50 to 60 people battling inside, Carringer said, describing the scene as “pandemonium.”
Raymond Brown, 11, told KTLA-TV that the fight began when he playfully pushed his cousin into the hotel pool and the boy landed on some children, sparking threats of a fight from others that quickly drew in adults.
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Look, while this may be a glaring sign of our civilization’s decline, it is good news on one front: with cruises shutting down we’ve had a gaping void of absurd brawls, and now we’ve got our fix!
The first thing that this brings to mind is just the insane cocktail of social psychology that has to go in to a brawl like this. This is so foreign to me! I’m almost jealous of the emotional capacity it takes to take part in a brawl. I thought I was built for brawls, but maybe not! I could never. I’d be too afraid of getting punched, or punching in an embarrassing way, or disappointing my parents.
Something like this makes us ask ourselves, “how do 100 people start brawling at 12:30PM at a Disneyland hotel?” The answer should surprise nobody. The pool. Some people love public pools, I for one can’t understand why the exist. I want to be in a pool with, tops, one stranger at a time. On one hand it’s for the same reason I refused to swim at beaches or pools where there was a lifeguard, I just couldn’t have someone there who was intent on saving my life/cramming my style.
On the other hand, it’s just that pool’s bring out the worst in us. I don’t know if it’s the chlorine, the bathing suits, the no-running because you’ll fall and break your nose, or the thrill of knowing that you can drown in 3 feet of water- but, as a human collective, we turn into monsters. We’re spilling drinks everywhere, we’re on each other’s shoulders, and if you get too many groups and differing vibes in one place, we’re brawling. I’ve never been to a pool where someone doesn’t try to push someone else in. It’s like we lose all executive function unless we pull off this funny joke, that’s been one a billion times before. I think that’s the crux of the problem. Everybody at a pool has a different idea of what kind of rough-housing is appropriate.
One of the best feelings in the world is hitting up the pool with your crew and realizing you have it all to yourselves. This is quickly followed by the worst feeling in the world when you return to the pool to find other people are there, and you realize you’ll never recreate the good times you had before, and you peaked in college, and your whole life is a lie.
