... Here we have people watching a disaster from a distance. We don't have a clue what they're thinking...
We do see, clearly, their body language, that speaks volume.
Coincidentally, I was a part of a similar event in the 90s Moscow. The parliament was occupied by the communists, Yeltsin was firing at it from the tanks surrounding the building, and there were street skirmishes between protesters and the police, next to the parliament. I had a visitor that I promised to take to one of Moscow's famous pedestrian streets, Arbat. The main street leading to Arbat was blocked because of the fights, so I had to take a detour and park in one of the neighboring streets. As we left the car and entered the pedestrian area from a side street, I looked to the left, toward the parliament. The scene was pretty much like Paris today. Cars buring, smoke, police in riot gear, fighting, bloodied faces. I looked to the right and saw a surreal scene: Sunday morning, sun shining brightly, street ice-cream vendors, clowns with balloons, mothers with babies in strollers, people just enjoying the leisurely stroll.