Seems my anxiety is misplaced. Turns out Boston is the city for total unraveling. Where to begin….that this is the worst ad campaign ever? That we’re easily aroused lunatics who scare easily? That apparently these “packages” were lying around for weeks before this afternoon’s antics? That these so-called bombs look like Lite-Brite creations?
Fortunately, we found an immediate scapegoat while we look for one with deeper pockets. Personally, I think having your fatuous CV shamelessly mocked by the Boston media is kind of a drag. But most Massholes should feel better when we beat this guy to death on Opening Day (April 10). Nothing like a little blood shed to kick off the season right.