Helen of Boston: American Knife

Man recounts his weird-contact with an apparent eco-artist seeking endorsement and has run-in with stranger investigation for dark crimes and potential helmets.

A New England psyche-portrait of imagined heroism/villainy, involving both men and women. Happy Holidays, all 

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"There I was in Boston-town, sitting dash at my local convenience-store on a Saturday's Eve enjoying what I considered the world' best coffee (doubtless) when a strange lady walked in, young and attractive, in some cat-woman Halloween costume and with long shiny white hair. She walked up to me and introduced herself as Felicia, insisting I had some strange psyche-qualia as a man of New England she thought would be perfect for a special Halloween-season theater involving a snow-field in New England for campus magic-theatrics that would draw attention to everyday-life, traffic. commerce...and terrorism (Facebook-like!)."

FELICIA: Familiar with the tale of Helen of Troy, friend?
ME: I'm maybe a Slovak-Algerian Catholic-Bostonian simpleton, but yes!

FELICIA: Well, I consider myself a new/modern 'muse' of total-war/anarchy!

ME: What?
FELICIA: I want you to drive me in rental auto to this snowy school-campus.

ME: A Halloween magic theater for terrorism-story, cat-woman?

FELICIA: This is a New Earth, of things 'onside' environmental-fencing, friend.

ME: You some kind of eco-artist for some social media gossip, ha.

FELICIA: I'd like you to accompany me, in a snowy-white ninja-costume now.

ME: Fine...Selfie-like (for money!).

"I had lived in Boston-town areas my whole life and knew parts of Cambridge, Somerville, Boylston-St. and other parts and thought highly of this 'land' of great schools-image (Harvard, Boston University, MIT) and its links to more northern New England schools/places of respect/color (Dartmouth, Providence, New Haven), and I had become a Slovak-Algerian Catholic-American fan of things of ice-hockey social media commentary/glass and Halloween ornaments; but I had no inkling of the depth of eco-arts 'flares' this cat-woman approached me with, for challenge, to have me drive her as a white-ninja costumed theater-consort for some weird terrorism-message invoking the dead-spirit of Helen of Troy, ancient-world 'hostage' whose life/soul prompted a thousand-ships and fortress-city war of Heaven/Hell. Was in crazy-land? Why did Felicia envision herself as the great Helen of Troy for eco-knucklebones (for doubt)?"

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: You escorted this woman to a New England place.

ME: Hey, I thought it was (all) Kosher, detective (ok?).

CHARLIE: She got out in her cat-costume, and you stayed parked in yours?

ME: I was supposed to chat with a parked cop as a ninja-artist about eco-theater.

CHARLIE: While you distracted the security on campus, she set-off flares?

ME: Right in front of a major administration area, detective (damn).

CHARLIE: You told the cop, from panic, your 'friend' was a flare-lights circus lady.

ME: A real artist, yeah.

CHARLIE: The next-day you read of some bloody-murders on that campus.

ME: On social media, and there'd been no clue/tie to the cat-woman flair-acts.

CHARLIE: We can nail has suspect-1; you have suspicion she's suspect (too)!

ME: I didn't know she had some grudge against an economics-prof there, sir.

CHARLIE: Well, you've found a 'Carrie' for Halloween in snow...not Helen of Troy!

ME: Ain't life knucklebones...wanna share some Irish-cream with me (drink)?

CHARLIE: Selfie-like.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)