That police officer in the foreground - the one preparing to exit, stage left - has a good counteroffer to the bid that the debtors have put on the table. For some unknown reason, the officer has chosen to leave that counteroffer, unused, in its holster.
In my experience, it's a take-it-or-leave-it kind of counteroffer, but it IS usually persuasive.
Clearly the protestors are intolerant of anyone, especially public employees on duty, doing The Robot so badly.
I don't get it. Here we have a police officer with a riot helmet, a face shield, heavy boots, shin guards, tactical gloves, what I'm assuming is at least a 9mm on his right hip, and whatever else is in his various and sundry pockets and belt clips - fleeing in terror from two unprotected, skinny emos armed with nothing more than what looks like a wooden closet rod (tied with a pretty lavender bow!) and a flag from my junior-high cheerleading squad. At the very least, taze them, bro.
Unless the constable has just realized he's standing in the field of fire of a partner off-camera who's about to open a can of full-auto whoopass on the emos, I'm revoking his man card.
No way man, he's just bucking for a medal!