Eli got arrested yesterday at a peaceful demonstration at the Federal Building. Here's his excellent write-up of the event.
my favorite part:
The handcuffs were no problem—instead of the metal or the plastic twisties, these guys use sort of a strong shoelace with a clip (incredibly loosely applied; in some cases you had to try hard to keep the thing on... which gave the whole thing a slightly kinky atmosphere). Sitting cuffed on the ground for half an hour, as they lined up batches of people before they were ready to process us, was a little more uncomfortable because I'm not at all limber, but at least we had some good music. Eventually we were all moved into a temporary area inside—basically the corner of the lobby. The friendliest cop in the world gave us a short speech about how we would wait here for our citations, and how we should stay seated on the floor if possible and not try to remove our cuffs; he pointedly avoided looking at a couple of people who had already wiggled out of theirs.

Here's the opposite side of the coin, however:
from Ftrain.com:
What's going on in Pittsburgh, by Rachel Lange.
I spent the next 30 hours in jail, being called a coward, an asshole, a fucker, a traitor to my country, ungrateful to the troops dying for my freedom, a bitch, a lesbian, a pinko (yeah--really, a pinko!), etc., while various officials tried to get us all processed as slowly as possible. I overheard how they went out of their way, breaking even their own rules, to punish us, the 'real' criminals. No kidding. I had the misfortune to get a right-wing veteran for a magistrate. He set my bail at $1000. I later met a crack whore, whose bail was the same. My father and sister waited 7 hours to try to pay it. “You know why you're here?” the police said to them, “Because your daughter committed a crime!” When they pointed out the whole 'innocent until proven guilty' thing, they were threatened with arrest.