Tuesday, June 16, 2009

We just received a polite, if insistent escort home from a National Guardsman.  The sun was starting go down as we left Chipotle and started to amble home at a toddler’s pace.  A couple of Guard trucks showed up and started to deploy check-points in the square.  A soldier, a kid really, saw our little blonde moppet and offered to help get us home before the curfew went into place.

We’d missed that there’s been a sun-down to sun-up curfew placed on Boston tonight and tomorrow.  The guardsman was polite and informative about the rules…but he couldn’t tell us anything about why.  I wish I was more up on military insignia to say what unit or rank he was…MA Nat’l Guard was all I could decipher off his uniform.  After the paramilitary thugs we’ve had swagger around, this earnest kid was a nice change..and April didn’t freak out at him.  Now I just wish I knew who he was working for.

My best thought is that someone in the Feds’ camp has wised up and looked at a Massachusetts state calendar.  MA and Boston in particular have a bunch of weird holidays that are all our own.  Tomorrow is one of them — Bunker Hill Day.  Seeing as how the Battle of Bunker Hill was one of the major events of the siege of Boston and one of the bloodiest days for the British in the whole American Revolution, I can see how our current crop of Hessians might be worried about the Children of Liberty and other ‘malcontents’ stirring up trouble tomorrow.

I wonder if imposing a curfew and flooding the city with National Guardsmen will be enough to tamp things down.  Or maybe the CoL will just wait to ’see the whites of their eyes.’  If so, I hope that kid keeps his head down.