5/2/11, 12:56 AM, Kenmore Square, Boston, MA
There are frat boys running through the streets of Back Bay chanting “USA USA USA.” People are racing down Beacon in cars blasting “God Bless the USA.”
The entire student body of my university is lining the streets of the Boston neighborhoods we cover, screaming, singing, waving flags. We’ve all just piled into one another’s dorm rooms to watch our president speak on TV, interrupting a broadcast of Celebrity Apprentice.
In the time it took me to take the bus from Allston to Kenmore, patrol cars were already outlining the square and the post-speech buzz was pulling people outside and into the crowds. I can hear the rumble of countless news helicopters circling our city.
My roommate just asked me if I think the rioting will end before morning. I don’t really have an answer, but all i can assume is that we’ve got a few more rounds of “God Bless the USA” to go before we see sunrise.