Stay Weird, Beacon Hill: Part 4

Stay Weird, Beacon Hill: Part Four New England takes a belligerent and obnoxious pride in being the region where colonists first touched down in 1620 to smear their white privilege all over the place, launching the biggest fake news campaign in world history with their “we were chosen by God to colonize this new land” […]

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Stay Weird, Beacon Hill: Part 3

Those nutty Storm Troopers are in the Halloween spirit! It’s a classic skeleton theme for the beleaguered proletariat of the Death Star—smart, simple, something they can easily change out of in the event that Rebel forces attack or they spill punch on themselves at the annual Intergalactic Death Star Halloween Spooktacular party. Any droid worth […]

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Stay Weird, Beacon Hill UPDATED

Several weeks ago I was walking through Boston’s Beacon Hill neighborhood when I came upon an unusual window box. Six Star Wars Storm Trooper figurines dolled up in Hawaiian leis and grass skirts stood a bed of grassy turf. I wrote about this pleasant and playful disruption to a neighborhood known for its stuffy conformity […]

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Stay Weird, Beacon Hill

When I walked by in July, the imperial Storm Troopers stood defiantly atop the spongy, green terrain of their window box. Each one clutched plastic white spears—little sticks topped with red, white, and blue styrofoam stars. They were those cocktail accessories, the kind you use to stake cheese cubes and strawberries. The Storm Troopers sported […]

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