Friday, April 19, 2013

Strange week

This has been a very strange week. To say the least.

On Monday, Marathon Monday, I was at work at a staff meeting and things seemed fairly normal.  Then suddenly, around 3 pm, hundreds of ambulances and police cars started racing down Huntington Ave. What was going on? we wondered. Someone from my office informed us that there were bombings at the Marathon. Bombings? It didn't make sense. Who would bomb the Marathon?

That was just the beginning.

Three people were dead and hundreds wounded. People lost legs, feet. But no one came forward to claim responsibility. I started to think that it was just some stupid person who decided that it would be fun to set off bombs at the Boston Marathon.

The week progressed. We learned that the bombs were made from pressure cookers filled with shrapnel, nails, BBs. Crude but effective. On Wednesday there were rumors that a suspect was about to be arrested, but it never happened. A promised press conference was cancelled.

People started holding vigils, healing services. Even President Obama came to Boston on Thursday to attend a service. He gave an inspiring speech. It seemed like things were getting better. The healing had begun.

On Thursday night, the FBI revealed photos of two suspects: two young white men in hats, one black, one white. The photos were quite clear. I was sure that someone would recognize them and contact the police. Maybe it would all be over soon.

Overnight, I started getting alert messages from Harvard. Something was going on at MIT. Something was going on in Cambridge. By morning, the two suspects had robbed a convenience store, killed an MIT police officer, had a shoot-out with police that included bombs being thrown, and one of the suspects had died. By morning, Watertown and surrounding towns were in lock down. J's school was cancelled. Public transportation was stopped.  The hunt for the second suspect was on. Thousands of police and military flooded into Watertown and started a house to house search. It was feared that the suspect, like his brother, was wearing a suicide bomb.

We have basically been home all day with just a few breaks. Boston is basically a ghost town. They haven't found the second man.

This is insane.The world is insane. What is going on? Why do these things keep happening?

There is no clue as to why these two young men did this. And we may never know why. Which is the saddest thing of all.


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