I've had highly stressful experiences at the University of Toronto, McMaster and Queen's in the recent past, when I was confronted by mobs of misbehaving activists, agitated by their idiot professors, blaring air horns at distances close enough to cause damage, chanting slogans which were the opposite of well-crafted and poetic, and parading their ill-informed virtue on full display despite knowledge about the issues at hand that bordered on non-existent. At Queen's, most infamously, about 150 protestors surrounded the building in which I was speaking - a rather church-like edifice. Dozens of them climbed onto the sills of the ten-foot stained glass windows that lined the outer walls and pounded continuously on them for the full 90 minutes of the talk. One protestor, later arrested with a garrotte, performed her services with enough force to break a window and smear it with blood. Outside, the self-styled heroes of the new revolution barricaded the exterior doors - a crime, by the way - and humorously suggested that burning the building down, with all the attendees and speakers inside, might constitute an acceptable way to proceed.
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