As a follow-up to our earlier post, here is a first-hand account, accompanied by a video, of how the Cologne police allowed a suspected provocateur and firecracker-thrower to escape through their cordon.

Many thanks to Oz-Rita for the translation, and to Vlad Tepes for the subtitling:

Below is a first-hand account of the provocateur’s police-assisted escape, also translated by Oz-Rita. It was published earlier at Vlad Tepes in a slightly different form.

From sources here and here:

I have just come from Pegida Cologne. The police made us run an unbearable gauntlet. The way the police behaved today, I have never experienced anything like it. I am completely speechless and still so angry that, even as an adult man, I feel like crying. I have never seen so much hatred as several policemen have thrown at us today. One woman in our group tried to leave the demonstration because the police aimed the water canon into the crowd of the participants, moms and dads. A policeman hurled her back into the crowd by the arms with the words: “Your own fault, if you go to such a demonstration!” Already when we arrived, the police pulled us to the side and COMMANDED us to show the contents of our pockets and bags. A paper bag was ripped out of the hands of an acquaintance. No friendly word was spoken, not even a reasonable tone. It was then that I told people in our group I feared bad things would happen today. And I was right. If the media everywhere now report that the mood was heated from the outset, I can only say that these are blatant lies. The place was so packed with people that it was a joy to behold. The speeches were super, the calls “Merkel must go, we are the people, Jäger must go” echoed across the square. It was a super atmosphere. When the march was about to start, the police stopped it every few minutes. We were stopped every 100 meters. In between one firecracker exploded. ONE FIRECRACKER! ONE SINGLE ONE! After ten minutes, the march was stopped completely. We stood on the same spot for about 20 minutes without anything happening. We just stood around. Shortly afterwards some more firecrackers exploded, no more than five or six, I guess, from memory. Attention: mark well my next point: Only a few meters from us, a man threw something with his hand to the side. We did not see what it was. We only saw the movement of his arm to the left. I personally did not pay much attention to it, I probably thought of a fag (cigarette). Two seconds later there was a blast next to us so strong that I thought my body would be torn to pieces. I immediately looked at the man, he walked away. What a g*****n a*****e, I thought to myself, is this idiot completely sick in the head?