August 28, 2020

 As I started my patrol around Dudley Street, I walked past a side street and some guys started calling me. They  were some people living around the area that reminded me of those who had a party in the area last time I patrolled the areas.  They talked to me a little bt as well as introducing me to someone else.  I soon walked down the area.  As I walked down, I heard some noises around the area and I heard some noises in the area.  I came up, and there were some people who were hanging out.  Nothing bad happened, but there were some conversations.  They were conversing with me. We  both showed concerned as I explained who I am band who I have.  They were very welcome towards me and wished me safe journeys.  I kept my eyes open in the sense like Robocop, following levels of victimology and levels of danger.  As I walked down as I hit the corner of Blue Hill and Dudley, I saw an abandoned car with the lights on and the engine was running.  It was parked in an empty parking lot in a closed commercial building.  Very concerning.  I was going to call the Boston Police-Roxbury Division.  However, I didn't know what the other street name, I tried to look on it.  And I gave up, I saw the park being the Dudley Square Common.  As I was going to use it as a starting point and called the police, the car was gone.  Darn!  As I walked down, I saw a group of three people in front of the car.  I walked across the street.  As I approached them I asked what was the person was holding.  He said it was tobacco.  It's odd since it looked like a giant spoiled form of a rolling fruit roll-up.  I still had suspicion, but I was unaware if it might be a different kind of drug, possibly something of a more.  I couldn't go on suspicion, so I had to walk away.  I will have to look up different drugs in the future so I can learn what to look for the next something like that happens again.  I soon passed some ladies in "seductive" outfits. She was going to offer me five dollars to do something with my cape.  I refused but I told her that she is loved no matter what and to be proud of who you are.  I said it to give hope and to see note what she is on the outside but who she is as a person.  I how she puts that in mind and to feel pride of who she is and see beyond the streets and hope to find a life better where she can be a person, not an object.  As you can see, I care about everyone and see people as people, not on what is on the outside.  As I walked far, I greeted others and started to be more confident being who I am.  I now know I am the city's protector. T he King of Dragons who helps the kingdom, not steals its wealth for thy own spoils.  I am Basilisk!

August 22, 2020

As I was going into Mattapan,. I noticed some music and chatter.  There was a party way down in another street.  I wasn't going to party crash, but if you know how some parties go, the possibility of drunks, immaturity, and rowdiness; I just took a peek from a distance to make sure nothing goes too crazy.  I walked up Blue Hill Avenue.  there was a lot of gathering going on across the area.  But there was some concern.  Not saying that there was problems, I just had to make sure nothing went wrong.  Did I start throwing blame or accusations?  No.  Sometimes the best tool for a superhero is asking questions and listening.  Thankfully, there were no problems.  Also, the people were really great towards me, which is a huge blessing.  I managed to go for a long distance all the way to Roxbury.  A huge boost to how far I can go.  It made a huge boost.  As I came back, I went to the Mobil station, I noticed an argument, I came by to diffuse it.  However, instantly the argument stopped and became admiration of me.  The only one who was speculative was the old man.  A very understanding situation, myself with a questionably outfit coming to someone who is close.  There was another person in another car who greeted me.  I came by and said hello.  Also, I noticed a car running late at the night in a parking lot of a closed convenience store.  I came by to check, since it fell on probable cause.  However the person was texting, and didn't want to talk.  I did leave to not cause more trouble.  Something I have to work on in the future.  I managed to pass a snack stand where there people in line as well as security,.  All greeted me well, but told me that the stand was cash only.  A pretty good, but quiet patrol.

August 1, 2020

 On day two of the patrols and day one of August 2020, I did a patrol in South Boston.  It was a little more cooler than yesterday, but the mask is making mouth feel like it's in a sauna.  There was more outdoor dining, but there was less of anything to record.  But I can say things went well.  

July 31, 2020

First time I did a patrol in Downtown since the COVID situation became the norm and the recovery started. I know  a lot of people will be eating outside and very few people will in the bars and clubs due to social distancing.  This was going to be a new game.  The mouth mask was going to be more important than ever.  Still taking time to adjust.  The first couple I encounter asked who I was.  One referred to Star Wars term, unfortunatelty the wrong character, and the wrong side (Obi-Wan).  I explained who I was.  While the man praised me, the woman said I deserved to be in a mental hospital.  It look like The Roaming Eye of Doom is looking for new members.  I couldn'
t take the usual way due rot the fact, the dining area was blocking the way.  I still managed to get a good distance.  There were times I felt a little nervous.  I soon saw a homeless man sitting in an alley.  I talked to him.  Then I gave hi9m one of the cereal bars from my last patro9l.  I felt so pathetic that the bar was in poor shape, I should've known better to make sure to keep the bars fresh.  But it didn't matter.  He was very happy that I helped.  It didn't start perfectly, but it started GOOD.  I noticed a lady consoling a friend that was crying.  I checked to see if she was alright.  Even thou she had it under control, she was grateful that I was there to check.  As I was crossing the street where the Downtown section of Boston Police headquarters was, as I was waiting for the walk signal to go on, I noticed a man on a cell phone walking up towards the street.  Not knowing if it was police or not, I stayed to see if he will cross the street or if he will turn.  It turned out it wasn't police, but I still watched.  He managed hpowever to take a turn, so I breat6hed a sigh of relief.  I was more active towards Tremont as I noticed a lady yelling.  She was surprised a car was close to hitting her.  I asked if she was okay, but she was understandably shodden up.  I explained that cars and pedestrians are more reckless that ever when it comes to road safety.  So I told her to be more aware and careful.  She soon thanked me and left.  I helped another car Parnell park safely as well as saving a man who didn't see it.  He did thank me for being a hero and the driver thanked me for helping him.  I soon saw a lady who asked about me.  She felt proud of what I did and gave me a hug.  A good patrol on a hot late July night.

July 24, 2020

Deciding to do a patrol, I went for the trip the same as I did on Independence Day, only I have a car to use.  Things were starting well.  As I passed by a restaurant near Ashmont Station, I was going to try to help one of the servers with closing up, but he was okay.  So0on, a couple of women sitting at a table say me and they were impressed.  I explained who I was.  They at first said, "Save the city," but quickly changed to "Save our country."  I replied to them not to worry, I don't work for tyrants.  I can tell you, they were overjoyed.  First thing I saw, was a bunch of people hanging around an area near a closed Dunkin' Donuts.  I went to investigate.  All they were just some people partying, nothing to worry about.  As I kept walking, starting to converse with people, I started to finally feel a grove back.  Soon, I saw a domestic squabble.  Unliker the last time, the lady wasn't too happy I was there and the boyfriend kept on saying, "Stay away from MY girl!"  REALLY?!?  It's 2020, boy.  People aren't possessions, neither gender.  As I walked things were doing well.  I managed to go to the same point as I did for Dudley Square.  However, I failed to remember properly how to get there.  It didn't matter, as the residents felt better a superhero was watching their block.  As I finally made it back to square one, I was smart enough to use Google Maps.  It led rtf the destination, perfectly.  I walked down.  I even conversed with the residents, which felt more comfortable with as I explained a lot and they felt safe with me.  Things were going real well.  However at the corner of Dorchester and Columbia, there was an argument at a Speedway.  II had to cross over to the other side.  It felt like the game Frogger, but I made it.  How I made it, yet stink at the game I* will never know.  Knowing that tensions were getting worse, I tried to stop it before the top popped off.  One person said mind your own business, while the other thanked me for being there.  I soon looked on to see just in case anything went wrong.  The only thing was that the car sped off with the door open, leaving one behind.  I soon asked what was going on.  As the cashier closed on me since I wasn't an officer, the phone witness told me it was just a family having the usual argument.  Funny, I didn't know Punch & Judy had kids?  But as I head back, I saw someone, possibly Black Lives Matter, stop me and ask some questions.  They address me as a superhero and asked how I feel about their cause.  BI told them that I understand both side, being of public service of protecting others and myself with a disability like autism, but I also said about the oath I am strict to, Dignity, Honor, Respect.  I also told him how citizen's arrests work, and how I'm just as strict to those who do the same service.  He fist pumped me, give a nod of approval.  A huge honor for me.  A great patrol.

July 4, 2020

I was on a case. Some one asked me to find atheir phone which their app was hacked.  Looking up the IP address, and noting longitude and latitude as well as location, I narrowed it down to some place in Dorchester or Roxbury.  I had to get to work.  However with the car in the shop, I had to take the bus.  I had to go down to basics not to arrouse suspicion.  I got off at Ashmont.  Even thou I thought to take the train to get the quicker, I'm in uniform, which means I'm on duty, and even on a case, everyone matters.  As I walked up, I went up, nothing much happened until I went to Dudley Street.  I saw some "young" adults (with the words adults being said loosely) throwing firecrackers on a busy street.  There were cars driving thru in fear of getting wrecked or people getting hurt.  I went and told them to stop.  They refused and knew who I was.  They point directions to South End and South Boston, say that "those were the places (I) should be in."  Roxbury was their territory.  Even at bare minimum I would've stayed and fight, but I couldn't.  The reasons are that I was on a case already, and even thou fireworks is a misdemeanor I didn't know how to honestly look at the situation as to if it was a felony.  Frustrated, I had to leave.  I did see someone sitting sitting on the steps a few blocks down.  We had a great conversation, and he was a great man.  He felt there were boo role models left.  All the more reason to keep fighting the good fight.  As I went, I saw a possible street back being a housing area.  Knowing that the street I was going might be that, as well as what happened to fellow real life superhero, Bee Sting, I had to cut off the mission, more on that later.  On my way back, I did see a domestic dispute.  I won't get into details because I don't know if it's an ongoing case.  But the lady was happy, the guy thought I was nothing but someone a "Batman T-shirt."  But an officer arrived and peace was restored.  The innocent and good were appreciative.  As I went to the station about the phone, there was good news and bad news.  Bad news, there was nothing they can do about it.  I don't blame them, after my fight with the Roaming Eye of Doom, I know dealing with computer communications isn't as easy as it looks.  Good news, another officer recognized me and gave me a ton of respect for what I do.  He also said that they were appreciative of the work I do.  That was a happy ending for a patrol day.

June 17, 2020

My next patrol in Roxbury around Blue Hill Avenue.  Finding a parking spot was very difficult, but I have been getting better at parallel parking.  I managed to find a space.  I looked at an area to make sure I remembered where I parked.  I walked down so far things were going well.  I managed to passed a man who was sitting on the porch.  I explained who I was.  He responded that I was a king.  I replied, "No, I consider myself a servant."  He replied that what I did was a great thing in helping people.  He also said, "If you want to be a servant, think like a servant.  If want to be a king, think like a king."  It was good advice that I will seriously consider.  I heard some fireworks.  I saw an ambulance nearby.  I asked the EMTs was going on.  They told me there was a fireworks event going on.  People were very appreciative of myself being there.  Getting the respect from police really meant a lot.  There was an occasion where I saw something suspicious, but the guys kicked me out.  I have to work on having a better authority to show authority and demand respect.  Other than that, a good patrol.