One of those lessons for when you become a leader anywhere…just because you declare victory doesn’t mean that your enemies see it that way or are going away quickly.
The ruckus that cut off my last post here was in impromptu parade. A bunch of local folks were on the streets hooting, hollering, and waving New England flags — mostly on bikes. The SCULs were out in force, really sort of egging the rest on and helping too feed a carnival atmosphere. People set-up a big pot-luck banquet in Davis Square and an acoustic band provided music for dancing.
While Davis was partying, things weren’t going as well in Harvard Square. The celebrations there came to a screeching halt when a convoy of Backwater folks (some say with regular Army and/or Guardsmen along as well) showed-up – maybe just passing through. Things got pretty ugly before the mercs headed off to west along Mem. Drive. The Harvard Lampoon building is now sporting an array of bullet-scars.
I think we’ll stay holed-up a little longer.
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