ME? I was in THE BELLY OF THE BEAST ( Manhattan ) and not only saw far too much, up close and personal, but also lived quite close to the brownstone that the damned WEATHERMEN managed to blow up.
By accident, I came upon the likes of Abbey Hoffman and others, training the moronic followers and stupid kids, how to behave and what to do, some weeks prior to the Dem Convention in Chicago.
Just going for a walk, that summer, on a sunny weekend afternoon, could and often DID, turn into a vile confrontation, which was NOT anything I started or went looking for.
And no, things did NOT "quiet down" any, in the next ensuing years.
I was in the Marine Corps stationed at Camp Pendleton in 1968. The riots got so bad that all passes from the base to go to Los Angeles or San Diego Were cancelled.