Joseph Carson protested with the protesters. Now, if one were to know Mister Carson, they would have assumed that he was simply there to watch the carnage unfold as the cavalry walked in, have someone a good distance away fire a bullet to give the forces their signal to start firing, and see many bodies drop. However, he was there to actually riot and protest against the destruction of these homes. Bruce Wayne could say all he wanted about moving these people into better homes, but he knew better. He knew that these homes were going to fall, these people were going to be evacuated, and rich, sick bastards like Wayne himself were going to move into fancy, luxury lofts and whatnot. 

He would murder the entire Wayne Tower just to push Bruce off the roof and let the city be as it was. Crime and sin flowed through Gotham's blood, and an iron fist was only going to make the war a hell of a lot worse than it already was to control Gotham. 

He stood out in the open in his normal attire, a long sleeve shirt and jacket as well because of the current weather. His car was near by if he needed to change into something else, but for the moment, it was just him, standing around with a bunch of protesters. He couldn't wait until whatever monkeys Bruce brought in to silence them actually came, then the fun could begin.