June 5, 2020

As I was driving to my patrol to South Dorchester, I was immiadtely caught by the attention of fireworks.  I heard on the news, that during the Black Lives Matter movement, that fireworks were used by and against protesters.  Even thou possession of fireworks is considered as a misdemeanor and that it's close to July fourth, I feared however that the use of them might be used by or against protestors, so pretty much I feared a war brewing.  Not in my city.  I tried following the fireworks to its starting place via driving.  But I got lost so I had to start my patrol at a different spot, Moody Street.  As I walked around, I managed to hear some laughter and talk in there area.  Odd, this late.  I went up too the group.  Everything was alright, but they kicked me out, for unknown reasons.  However, there was a group- of people in the car, that felt asp[preciative that I was patrolling.  I travelled next to my usual Dorchester Avenue.  I noticed some places boarded up.  I felt bad that things were going bad at this time.  I ventured forward, there was a man walking down.  He asked for directions, in which I gave.  I could go to a third area because I was feeling tired, so I made the best of the last one.  Then as I walked back, there were the fireworks again.  I followed out on the corner of Adams and Park.  I saw a large gathering there with two black men standing outside (the reason I brought up that I will get to later.). As I approached them I asked what was going on.  They said everything was alright.  Bat as I asked some questions to get an idea,. they decided to kick mer out for unknown reasons.  But I noticed there was an empty fireworks box.  I took a picture of that on my cell phone.  As I saw the two men in their SUV talking to people, I starting asking questions.  They kicked me out again, not only telling me they called the police but pulling a "Black Lives Matter" card.  Knowing I would be put in a bad situation, I walked out.  There other residents that greeted me well.  But I had to go to the police station at the next street, to explain the situation.  I know it was questionable, but in the current situation being seen as a fugitive was out of the option.  It was an okay patrol, but I could do better.

June 2, 2020

In the recent rise of the police shooting of George Floyd and the resurgence of the Black Lives Matter movement, this was an unprecedented time.  Now for me, I can understand both sides well.  While I respect having accountability, I was myself being a victim of bigotry and discrimination due to being a high-functioning autistic.  Also understanding that every negative affect can affect anyone in either a positive or negative reaction, I have to look out at both sides, keeping my eyes open.  But one thing is clear, if I saw any uncertain situation dealing with the police, the one law I will look at is my code; dignity, honor, respect.  If the code is thrown away, I WILL BE A MILLION TIMES WORSE THAN IAB!   With that being said, it was urgent that I do my patrols. I had to keep low key, not start any unnecessary chaos, carrying only the essentials.   I started at Dudley Street.  It was a relatively short patrol, in which I will get into later.  From first glance I saw a car with lights on running in an area near a closed business. However, not knowing if it's a business or a residence.  I had to play the road of caution.  After all I have to be keeping my professionalism too, no9 mistakes. However, it ended early when a man was asking if I saw his dog.  I asked him questions retaining to the dog, to get a better idea.  Knowing it was late at night, I knew searching for me would be folly.  So I gave him my card, to give me the information via e-mail and I will look into some agencies and ideas.  I decided to get home early to put my plans at work.  However, earlier today, he didn't reply. Even thou it was a day wasted, I felt I gave that man hope that his dog was found, and I believe he was.  Bright news during tough times.

May 22, 2020

Once again, due to the situation that presented itself, I had a second patrol which felt like a mission.  There was a possibility of suspicious people around an area, that were approaching cars (couldn't say exactly, since it's based on theory)  It was another patrol in North Dorchester again, but as you will see later, I was trying something new with my patrols, that revolutionize it to having the patrols longer and cover more distance.  As I passed the supposed area.  There was no one there.  The reason I didn't stay there, which is pretty much why I don't like patrols in residential areas.  When you're doing patrols in residential areas, you have to remember that you are going to be seen as an odd stranger that looks like someone who might be suspicious.  In those times, you have to remain calm, act natural, keep your emotions in check, and try not get excited.  I have to remember, I am dressed in, what people will assume, a scary, spooky, creepy costume.  As I walked in the area.  I was using the techniques I used in my last patrol in North Dorchester, which I measured the distance from where I am to where I was parked.  It helped my situation again, however, there was a new spin.  There was a person who was on the opposite side of then street.  It would be no problem, but he was near the place where I would cross the street.  To prevent from scaring him off, I managed to kept walking, passing where I wanted to originally crossed, and crossed to another street, to prevent suspicion.
To change my routine, I went into my car in which I drove to a different location.  In this way, by going to a different location & parking there.  In this way, I can covered more areas with less walking, giving more energy in case there is an actual situation that requires your best effort.  This was actually a better part of the patrol.  I walked down Dudley Street again.  Im managed to find that parking lot that I found the arrows from.  Something useful in future situations.  But as I walked back up, I heard a young man sounding drunk and rapping with emotion.  I went down to check if everything was alright.  It was, but he made a lot of Batman references as he felt comfortable with me.  It was good.  As I left, he kept yelling Batman questions.
I soon came across a man who was sitting on the curb.  I didn't know if he was drunk or tired.  I came up and asked him if he was alright.  He said he was tired and just wanted to rest until he can go home on the other side of the street.  We talked in the meantime.  I explained that I was a real life superhero and he started to feel comfortable with my presence.  Then I started to help him cross the street.  It felt like an extreme good deed, since I was crossing a wide street with cars going fast in the middle of night.  I managed to stay calm in the entire situation, and as we made it to the other side, he thanked me and I walked off.
I managed to walk down Stoughton Street, in which things went haywire.  As I walked up things went well, until I passed a homeless woman with her possessions laying on the steps of the residence.  I didn't know if she was hurt or worse, so I asked if she was alright.  She said she was, but sounded weak.  I don't know if she was hurt or tired, since it was very late at night, so I had not choicer but walk away.  To force her to leave would make things worse, where she or a witness would call 911. However, she was on the foot of true private property, since i9t wasn't a commercial building, or someone's home.  But however, there was a car passing.  As it was stopped at the red light, the passengers looked at me very timidly.  There was a second time,. where a man saw me, and he immediately ran indoors.  I tried to explain to him who I was, but he couldn't understand English.  This gave me a feeling that I was going to be burned out.  So unfortunately, I had to walk back to the car.
At the car, I noticed there was a person with some bags was waiting on the side of the street.  I found out she was waiting for her ride.  She was nervous, but I talked to her to calm her down.  By the time the ride came, she calmed down and thanked me.  I even managed to a car patrol of the rest of Boston.  Not a bad patrol.

May 11, 2020

Upon hearing some news about some recent incidents in the South End, I decided to go to the area, post haste.  I had to go a more direct route towards my destination.  As I walked down West Dedham Street, I headed straight down there past Mass Ave.  I noticed I was passing Northeastern University.  Under better times, a great place to check the area, but the Corona virus, was like an unneeded hangover.  At least there isn't Mike Tyson, the tiger, or Dr. Ken (see the Hangover movie for references.).   But I made it to my destination, Melnea Cass Boulevard.  I never patrolled this area before, but it was a unique challenge.  As I passed the area, there was a sign that said, "#SaveMelneaTrees."  I knew there was stuff grown around there in the past, but nothing more than a garden.  I also remembered a baseball field that was somewhat a much smaller version of Fenway Park.  I could've been wrong.  I found a sidewalk with three paths.  I took a middle path to get a better view.  However as I heard a car parked nearby changed from hip hop music to a cell phone call (it wasn't in motion,) it made me nervous.  I wasn't on the property of private housing, but with the world nowadays, how can you tell.  I saw a beggar walking on crutches begging for money.  But I noticed he didn't need them.  I asked him about it, but he denied.  It was hard to prove the point but I had to mov e on.  However, I had to cut the route short because there was blue lights down the street.  It was the police as a situation was happening.  I managed to change direction, but I managed to make it Dudley Square by accident.  I got to admit hitting that area of Roxbury was a new, exciting first for me.  But this wasn't the time to examine there, since I was very far off my parking space.  I fortunately knew my tracking knowledge knowing that heading to the tallest building was like heading to the North Star, thus heading to Downtown, and the South End.  I made it past Mass Ave, only to turn to the Back Bay.  So on this night I covered, three areas in Boston in one night.  A case I couldn't cover, but a feat that I had that I can still be proud of.

May 9, 2020

Due to odd circumstances, I decided to do an impromptu patrol.  I decided to do another section of Dorchester, this time, Uphams Corner.  Looking for a space was tough, but I managed to find in near a bridge.  As I walked I noticed that my goggles was getting too fogged up from wearing the balaclava.  I knew I had to wear it for the COVID-19 situation, but being unable to see was not on the menu.  So I made to take the mouthpiece down.  It was harder to breathe, but not too much.  As I walked down, a lady from her vehicle spotted me.  She asked who I was and I explained.  I answered her questions, and she felt very grateful for what I'm doing.  Next as I passed a person who stopped near a hydrant, the first thing I thought was how the BTD was going to give them a ticket.  So as I warned them, the people in the backseat was laughing uncontrollably.  It was like they were injecting too much of Batman's enemy's the Joker's laughing gas (I know it sounds stupid, but if you heard that laughter believe me it was like going to a show with Jeff Dunham.  You're welcome Peanut).  I soon passed a retired marine.  As we walked, he knew what I was doing there and what my motivations are.  Just as I saluted his service to protect our country, he saluted mine to protect the city.  As well, I managed to touch on side streets.  I went down Dudley Street.  However, as I crossed down the street thru a cross walked, a car was going insanely fast.  Good thing I moved quickly.  If anyone in the comments have ever played the video game "Grand Theft Auto," how many points is it to hit a superhero?  Just asking.  As I passed a 7-Eleven, there were some people hanging out.  Both people were very receptive towards me, but there was some who, well, were jerks.  A light moment came as a spotted a stray cat running thru.  As I tried to see the cat as he was in between building, as I came to it, he ran away.  I knew there was nothing I can do, but a touching moment.  I will say this felt like I took the next step, towards expanding my role as a real life superhero of Boston.

May 6, 2020

The next day, I decided to try a different part of Dorchester, the northern side.  Finding a place was tough.  I managed to Parnell park near Burger King.  As I walked down things were going real well.  It wasn't much to talk about, but there is something interesting.  I actually had a unique look at my tracking skills.  From point A to point B, I actually had a great idea of how to track.  To understand the distance between where I had to go I had to remember where point A is.  Instead of backtracking, I actually went the other direction thru side streets.  I managed to make way towards a decent area.  Not bad for t5racking skills.  It has been getting a lot more quieter on the patrols.  Not much people around.  Granted it's a Wednesday, but unless you're going thru a drive-thru, not many stores are open.  I didn't cover Uphams Corner, but I might inn a future patrol.  If only I can find a parking space for that.

May 5, 2020

I went thru Mattapan late on Cinco de Mayo.  As I started there was a man who was confused on why I was there.  As I tried to explain, he decided to run off in a huff.  Interesting, to say the least.  Ironically, on a day which is known for partying, there was barely anyone there.  The COVID-19 pandemic has hit in such a way, it does feel like a ghost town.  Knowing I wouldn't be able to cover much, I decided to dare myself to push harder by find out how far up I can walk up Blue Hill Avenue.    As I walked, there was a car parked in the lot of Jubilee Church.  I checked on it.  It was guy who just lived close by.  He was in a panic, but I calmed him down, saying that I was just checking if everything was alright.  Seeing people around wasn't as much, except some were pretty lax.  As I noticed closer to the island in the Avenue, there was a car parked closer to there with hazard lights on.  I figured that was an odd place to0 wait, knowing how dangerous it is to cross.  But as soon I saw the second, I walked on.  An odd way to meet someone for a late night snack.  The biggest moment was when I hit Morton Street, making to the farthest I even walked up Blue Hill Avenue.  A good step into making this feel great.  As I walked down I saw something rummaging thru the clothing donation box.  It was a man who was looking for some clothes.  It would convention wisdom to tell him to stop.  But in all fairness, the reason that thing is there is to help those who's too poor to get clothes.  Not only is it cruel, but it is counterproductive and a waste of time.