On April 15th, 2013 the country, Massachusetts and, locally, Boston was rocked to its core. Whether domestic or foreign, terrorism struck one of our most beloved of events. An event so popular that athletes from around the world participate for elitism, fame and most importantly goals of excellence. This event, as you all know by now, was the Boston Marathon. Did this act of terrorism shake us? You bet your ass it did. Did this act of terrorism break us? Never.
My fellow Bostonians, this event was further proof that our spirit is strong. It is further proof that you can hit us where it hurts the most and we’ll still get back up and get up quickly. We won’t stay down. We won’t allow you to shatter us into feelings of fear and hibernation. Give us an hour and we’ll walk the same streets that you cowards struck, and we’ll walk them with our fingers in the air hoping that you’ll see us. We’re a tough people. I’ve seen pictures that people have shared stating that whoever committed these atrocious acts “messed with the wrong city”. I agree 100%. I don’t agree because of the screams for justice or the screams for revenge. I agree because you can’t keep us down. You can’t stop us from being Boston.
The outcry of support from around the sports world, country and world give us further commitment to press on in the face of evil. All eyes are on us, Boston. Will we allow these gutless malcontents to keep us from living our lives? In typical Boston fashion I offer you this response: FAHK YOU! I’m going to get in my cah, drive down to Fenway freakin’ Pahk, order a beeah and enjoy my fahkin’ life as a life-long, proud and true Bostonian! I’m going to walk the streets of Boston with pride in my fahkin’ haht and show you that you can’t stop me!
Whether you were born in Boston, grew up in Boston, moved to Boston or even heard of Boston you know damn well that you can’t stop us. We ARE Boston! You may bend us…but you’ll never fahkin’ break us.
Peace and love to all my Bostonian brethren.
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