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Saturday, September 16, 2017

September 16, 2017

On Tuesday seven years ago, I faced a major change in my change in my life as Basilisk.  I was injured severely after a mugging from what I found out to be a drug dealer.  I ended with fifteen staples to my skull, with one and a half inches close to death.  Supermom, who & a good samaritan saved my life, with Supermom ending with a heart attack & being on life support.  When she came to, she ended up losing the ability to drive, work, & walk normally.  My family finds "Basilisk" as the black sheep of myself.  I never forgot that moment & I still live it to this day.
Which shows that this patrol is especially important.  I did a new area, I recently "re-toured."  Parking was surprisingly easy.  Coming out, a lady looked at me & said my coat looked like the one from Lawrence Fishburne from "The Matrix."  The patrol was short, especially doing a new area at night, but it was productive.  I looked at a few people standing around, it was hard to tell whether there was evil afoot, as to say.  That's where observation & alertness has to reach the next level.  I did watch as an old man was walking back with groceries & looked as a man who was very dazed was walking towards him.  I kept looking until the dazed man passed the elderly man.  I noticed I was extremely calm throughout the whole thing.   Noticing I had a short patrol, I decided to a car patrol.  Big mistake!
As I drove, I felt more alien in the new area.   I wanted to end the patrol.  I unwittingly turned the wrong way on a one way street.  I was more scared, but I had to chin up.  I was lucky, the worst thing was I was scolded by a driver as I passed him by.  I didn't feel as bad, as I knew it was a teachable moment.  But I felt more revved up for the next patrol.  BUt I still have a lot to learn.

Saturday, September 9, 2017

September 9, 2017

There is a story I want to start of with that is totally different, but has an eire similarity.  Years ago, a few months after the injury, I was supposed to go to the Boston Comic-con.  I got tickets, I was in uniform.  But the sad thing was there was no parking spaces in the area.  Frustrated, we cancelled the trip.  I was to suggest with my family, that I can still make a mini-patrol, since I was in uniform.  Remembering the injury, my relative was livid, banging on the steering wheel saying another injury WILL occur.  I decided to nix the idea.
Come to today.  I was going to do an area, but I couldn't find an parking garages in the area, since they were full.  Disappointed I stopped that area patrol.  But as I head back, I remembered that I had another area in mind.  So I went to the other area.  Driving there was tricky, but thru the seat of my pants, I made it.  Find a parking space in that situation was hard, but I soon managed.  I was nervous being in it.  I managed to do about a half an hour, quality not quantity.  Nervous about the car was making me edgy.  I passed by lights at a house that was blarring loud hip-hop music.  I head fire engines, or it might be ambulances going past.  I cut off when I approached the restaurant, but then things got interesting.  As two girls were walking, I noticed to boys walking with an aggressive body language.  All I did was give an evil stare, & they went into the house.  I think I might've prevented a mugging or worse because hooking up at this hour was fool hardy.  I noticed a group of kids laughing as I past.  What would've been a great opportunity at networking was missed.  A learnable moment.   I feel the body language learning when it comes to knowing suspicious behavior mixed with my confidence has to be taken up a notch in order to be effective.   As I went back, I found more ways to better.  This is a teachable moment, as tomorrow I will do some more exploring to get to know the area next.  "Are you ready for some RLSH?"

Thursday, September 7, 2017

World War Tothian

I know this is going to get me in trouble with the real life superhero community, but with the current situation with Tothian, I couldn't stand by the sidelines anymore.  But first I want to give my observances of comic book history in the nineties.  In especially Marvel Comics, there were heroes like Punisher, Ghost Rider, Palidin, & especially Wolverine.  These were heroes who took their crime fighting to extreme.  All the status quo heroes found them to be freaks & disgraces.  I always found it frustrating when heroes like Spider-Man scolded heroes like Punisher for taking to the next level.  Of course, DC had their fair share, especially my hero Batman with Huntress.  Even with their history pre-Crisis, everything changed.  It was depressing.  Granted I will never take that level, & the world we live in nowadays, I hope any RLSH will never take it the fatal level.
My point, there has been reports that people want Tothian to step down as a real life superhero.  Hell, there was a change.org petition for it.  I remember one Facebook post, one of the sad many, that in summary his methods are no longer welcome.  First, remember our times when we go on patrol in our uniforms.  One of the things we always worry about police, when they feel that we are "threatening" the status quo.  It is one of scariest feeling any real life superhero goes thru.  To have fellow heroes face that same judgment is blasphomous.  Looking at shows like CW's Arrow or Flash, for example, we see how the heroes each season goes down a peg because their "friends" feel like the heroes are embarrassing themselves, when they really feel the embarrassment that never hit them.  Quality suffer, as well as self confidence.  I believe that's one reason that super heroes do get the same aurora like they used to & how we, as real life super heroes, have to step up to keep that drive going.
Now I know some of the criticisms of Tothian, and some of them are correct.  But even thou he may have belamouses, but I'm not perfect, & neither are all of you.  We're human, we're superheroes, but we're human.  If it gets to point where we get rid of someone we disagree with, we maybe just as much next.  After all Tothian did some great things as well.  He got us a focus in our community as real life superheroes as he found the Heroes Network, where we would have our own community of acceptance.  He was thru it all.  Destroying that, would be destroying our history of who we are.  And we could be next.  And what's left.  The bald Superman before the one in Action Comics #1 (look up your comic book history)
You guys are my family.  I think being a real life superhero is the best, even better than in the comics, cartoons, television, & movies.  We need to keep thing going so the next generation can be inspire & aspire to greatness.  And to those who don't like what I say, don't blog it, don't post it on social media.  Say it to my face.  I'll give you more respect for that.  Let's not have another Marvel Civil War.  If we don't, it could be a lot worse than in the mini-series.  How's that for "One More Day?"

Sunday, July 16, 2017

July 16, 2017

I took the bus to my patrol route.  For that section, it was the longest routed patrol for it.  I had to adjust.  Since I took the bus before, some adjustments had to be made.  When I got off the stop, I got ready.  As I past a park, I noticed to young teenaged boys looking like they were about to follow a couple there.  All I did was give them an evil eye, earning the name "Basilisk," and they stopped in their tracks.  Hopefully, they stopped their possible crime.  Adjusting to the route was nervous and exciting.  As I passed a convenience store, I noticed two young men, hanging around, where they were not to be loitering.  But someone else I caught their eyes.  I was an old man walking funny.  We looked at each other.  He said all is good, he was waiting for his daughter to get him some cigarettes.  I passed a fire station and there were three firefighters sitting by an engine.  In honor of their service I saluted them.  They were very appreciative as I left.  As the sun set and night fell, I felt more comfortable.  I noticed a couple of ladies in a heated argument.  From the way it looked, it was going to get volatile.  I knew any involvement, however mandatory was going to be prepare, but when I did get involved something amazing happened.  They stopped their argument, and they were concerned about me.  They told me to be careful, I introduced myself and ended with a handshake.  What would've ended in a mess ended in peace.  Adjusting to the new route may take time, but I am prepared for the task.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

April 15, 2017

On Holy Saturday, I covered an area that I used to call "home."  As I waited at the station, at the start it felt like there was rarely a person there, ironic on a Saturday night.  But as I went to the target station, I meditated in order to breathe better & be more in alert.  As I exited, I noticed the air was moist, almost as if it was going to rain.  The air was damp.  I wanted to extend the patrol, but the last thing I wanted to get was the flu.  Amazing thing about Boston, when one door closes, as in a sidewalk, another opens.  As I passed a man with a Boston Red Sox baseball cap, I just nodded.  He nodded back, showing a mutual sign of respect.  They were standing out there, smoking a cigarette.  They were away from business, so loitering wasn't present.  And even if, a citizen's arrest covered A FELONY IN PROGRESS, not a misdemeanor.  I noticed a family, one a little girl in an Easter dress on a scooter, on their way back from a party.  I was in front, but when I heard a car was coming there way, I did a turn.  Fortunately the car braked in time, & we all moved on.  Little did they know a guardian angel was there to make sure there was for them an Easter Sunday.  Next I heard some arguing & yelling, I turned back.  It was two men, but there was no crime.  They were ranting & raving.  What was said was so unclear thru the racial slurs heard.  All I know it was a man, light-skinned, 5'5" possibly, mustache, beard, hair in a bun, wearing an Dunkin Donuts uniform; ranting about something.  Whether or not it was a confession or a witness, there is little I can do.  All that it could be would be bragging, little to prove if turned to court, where he can sue if he was found not guilty.   So I had to walk on, but witness.  As I was closing in on another station, the rain started to intensify.  I made the most of it by going down a side street for a short amount.  The train back thou, was packed.  I was standing, near a T Inspector.  We talked a little bit.  There was no feelings on fear, & the conversation ended well.  But I noticed he walked into a room as I headed out.  Back to work.  But from now on, check the weather.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

April 8, 2017

My first patrol of 2017 & I really felt like I got into a groove.  I wanted to try a new route to get adjusted, since as a civilian I saw an opportunity to help a certain area.  I wanted to try to get there thru a familiar route.  I decided to "dust off the duster."  It felt good wearing the long coat again.  I feel like my rookie year all over again.  I noticed as I passed a couple off people were murmuring "super-hero," another was doing the Batman '66 theme.  I decided to go down allies, aka my rookie year.  First one, I saw an empty wheelchair.  Looked new & from a hospital.  I didn't stay since someone was coming.  I managed to guess my way thru Boston better as I was tracking well.  When I got to a certain bridge.  I knew my route was getting well.  But when I went to the end, instead of going for the certain thing & pass a CVS, I walked aside it, making me lost.  I looked at Google Maps afterwards to understand where I made the mistake.  But all wasn't lost.  I managed to help some people by giving three granola bars.  And an interesting thing, as I was walking off the path, there was a bunch of ladies waiting & spotted me.  I think they were looking at their app to see if I was suspicious.  I did the deescalation method, the one that got me hurt the last time I did that, but this worked.  Because they were known to be civilians & it helped calm their fears.  I also got a compliment & a fist bump.  The sirens were making me nervous.  Even thou I am RLSH, I don't know if it was the fashion, the disability, or who I was that made me feel nervous.  But I managed to keep my cool by letting myself do small meditations.  I never got to do that area, but I see high hopes in doing it in the future.  This was a great way for me to get my feet wet this year.  Hope the next one is better.

Saturday, October 29, 2016

October 29, 2016

There is always that moment I think every real life super hero goes thru called "The Uncle Ben Moment."  If you don't know what that is, remember how in the history of the Marvel Comics superhero, Spider-Man; there was that moment when Spidey failed to stop a robbery, the same robber who killed his beloved Uncle Ben.  I think, & I pray I'm wrong, I went thru that moment.
Halloween patrols are always fun in Boston.  Since many go on parties, mainly "Pub Crawls," it was a good time to experiment on patterns that I would normally not do.  However, this was a few days to "All Hallows Eve," so caution had to paid especially.  I went a little too early, which in RLSH terms is like, well, an odd response if you don't mind people looking at you in a strange get-up.  I was expecting a longer patrol, but to be honest the time spent was quite decent.  I managed to get one route better than I did in the last patrol.  I noticed two men cat-calling some people, so I looked.  They liked my uniform (Take that Octavious Fong!)  They even gave me a new name "B-Money."  They asked for money but I had some granola bars I keep for fuel.  They thanked me & I had friends for life.  I saw people in costumes.  Seeing WWE costumes makes me wonder why that federation ever had a "Do Not Try it At Home" promo.  Maybe the emphasis on WWE is on the E rather than the second W.  I wanted to hit the far end, & I noticed a lady walking with two boys right behind.  As I was going to wait for the walk signal to start, by the way kids, real life superheroes don't jaywalk.  I waited a few seconds after the light turned to walk to makes the guys didn't do any funny business.  As I was walking thru a glitzy section of Boston, here's my "Uncle Ben moment."  I walked I saw two burglars,a man & a woman fumbling thru tools at night.  The bag looked like a tool bag made with a burlap sack.  They were fumbling thru it like in those cartoons I saw when I was a child of the bumbling burglars.  I watched, they were committing a crime on site, a lot of tools were out that made it look out-of-place, even the clothes they wore were out of place.  Yet, I felt like I couldn't do anything, like I didn't deserve to be there and help.  Let me remind you that in order to do a citizen's arrest, one must be witness to a crime that is a felony.  And from what they were doing it was a Breaking & Entering, whether it was a car or a building, in which mostly it is a felony with a rare misdemeanor now & then.  That lack of insecurity helped two crooks get away, & leave a family, who would & should feel safe in that area, feel violated.  By any means that is unacceptable.  I would rather go thru "The Injury," getting in trouble, even getting mauled, than to pull the stunt, or lack thereof I did.
Before I go on beating myself with my own cane, more on.  I was walking thru the park.  I felt nervous on time, but looked & I was just getting started.  I remembered one patrol which I wanted to get to a certain spot, I stop for fear I'd be in trouble.  Recalculating my walk route, I found a better way to get there.  I noticed a homeless lady begging for food.  I also gave her another granola bar.  She showed her friends, & I had another friend for life.
I walked the watered area, but noticed with the bridge there, it would be hard not to arouse suspicion, so I left it at that.  It was a long route, but my "Uncle Ben Moment" will haunt me now just as much as seeing Supermom in a coma after I had fifteen staples placed in my head from a mugging as she saw me afterwards.