I was watching Neighborhood Wars, which is a program in a “list format” that documents interpersonal stuff that happens in different communities. It seems in every episode there’s at least one thing about the community coming together for some cause, such as everyone coming together to defend an immigrant whose lemonade stand got attacked, or everyone coming together to investigate whether a boy actually committed a certain act of assault that he was accused of (haven’t a number of us been in that situation). Think back to the original Spiderman movie when the citizens of New York City started throwing stuff at the Green Goblin and saying “you mess with Spidey, you mess with New York!”
While this was on, a Québécois acquaintance that was visiting my home for some casual time lamented “hélas, cela n’arriverait jamais ici” (roughly “if only that happened here”), probably unaware that the community once drove someone out of town who was trying to incite sentiment and came by to give me a hard time personally (someone I am known here as having talked both about and toward before; their clique was last seen giving a “final awareness message” about me). All despite the fact the only reason I myself barely escape having a “weird flatlander” reputation to this very exclusive community is due to my home once belonging to my grandfather, not helped by being a French Polynesian descendant.
Does your hometown community have any moments like this?
During the era where the Westboro Baptist Church was protesting soldiers funerals, they weren’t allowed to enter private property, but they could be on public property.
One of the guys I went to school with died and we got word that WBC was going to be protesting his funeral. Everyone who could parked on the street that day and took up every public parking area, stores and churches closed their parking lots so they could “repaint” or “resurface”, the local national guard, ems, firefighters, and police, had a coordinated “community outreach” where they shuttled people to the graveyard because we had done such a good job of blocking every parking spot that you would have had to walk for about 6 miles to get to the graveyard. Finally the local biker gang escorted in the hearse and parked at the entrance so when the protesters showed up they just revved their bikes until the protesters left.
We never heard the protesters but we did have to pause the funeral for about 15 minutes until the protesters realized the biker gang wasn’t going to let them be heard.
Why would they protest against the funerals of soldiers? That sounds like the most non-right-wing activity I can think of such a klan-esque group doing.
Apparently soldier deaths were gods way of punishing the US for not being more religious or something.