[...] two Toronto police officers - answering the same 911 call, but arriving later - suddenly appeared, and, he said, "the whole mood changed."
Both were decades younger and heavier - Mr. McArthur is a trim 165 pounds - and they were brooking no discussion, no argument. They simply announced they were taking him into custody and to hospital under the Mental Health Act.
"Wait a minute," Mr. McArthur said he sputtered. "I'm not sick, I'm not suicidal, I'm not going into custody."
They grabbed him, spun him around, and with one officer shoving a hand hard on the back of his neck, forced him face first onto his bed.
"I'm resisting," Mr. McArthur said bluntly. "I'm saying 'Please don't do this.' I'm flailing around."