More on this to come, but I'm going to Boston this weekend, for the first time since my birthday a few years ago when I was randomly punched by a guy who came staggering out of a bar with his buddy (run-on sentence). The friend I was visiting later sent me an interview with some rock band (I forget which) in which one of the members recounted an eerily similar story. Now I see that Moby had his dome dented in Beantown as well.
Fortunately, my assailant was sufficiently crosseyed that I was able to escape with a glancing nudge to the shoulder (he couldn't decide which of my noses to aim at, apparently) and a lingering bewilderment vis-a-vis the question: "What are rich white people so angry about these days?"
But that's another topic for another day.
At this point I'm wondering if I must have looked like a rock star to this guy, and there's something about being drunk in Boston that makes you want to beat up a rock star- come to think of it I'm sober right now and there are plenty rock stars I'd like to beat up- but do they beat up their own rock stars? Peter Wolf probably doesn't even get recognized anymore, Aerosmith's surrounded by bodyguards.... Does Boston get drunk and punch Boston?
Can anyone shed some light on this phenomenon?