8:30 a.m. I wake up and I awaken The Lady of the forest with my rumblings. We get our day started. She has to go to work, and I’m going to the protest at the Canton police station for First amendment rights, in the arresting of nine peaceful protesters of a so-called witness in the Karen Reed case whose family most likely perpetrated the murder of John O’Keefe.
10:30 a.m. I drove my truck to a Karen Read supporter named Deanna’s house in Woburn to pick up signs. From there I picked up another woman named Kelly who is an avid Karen Reed supporter, whose car has broken down and wants to go to the protest.
11:10 a.m. Kelly and myself drive to Canton to the designated parking spot for the protest. When we get there there’s people everywhere with signs there’s coffee and hot cocoa and everybody’s preparing to walk over to the Canton police station to protest the corruption.
1:10 p.m. Everybody marches a little ways down the street, to set up in front of the police station and protest the arresting of peaceful protesters by the Canton Police. The crowd is wild and everybody has signs. It’s a really cool protest, and people come and speak including Aiden Kearney AKA Turtleboy, The independent journalist who first reported on all the corruption in the Karen Read murder investigation and murder cover up. Aiden himself was indicted and arrested for witness intimidation for questioning the witnesses in the Karen Read case, who Karen Read’s defense has shown evidence against inculpating them in the murdered John O’Keefe.
2:45 p.m. Kelly and I leave with a crowd from the protest. Things are starting to die down. I had a great conversation with Aiden, and his cameraman Richie. They were also a lot of people to talk to and we had fun holding signs and standing up for our rights.
3:30 p.m. I drop off Kelly, and then I drive over to Deanna’s house to drop off the signs. It’s already raining, and a storm is a brewing. Instead of being stuck in my tent for the next couple days, I’ve made plans to stay at the Lady of the forest’s apartment. I have the truck, so I drive back to Danvers to drop it off at the open parking lot where I leave it. I Grab my little car. I stopped to check on a couple friends and I get a text that my lady will be home soon.
4:45 p.m. I drove to my lady’s place, I stopped at the grocery store on the way to get some ice cream and some more raviolis to make dinner again. When I arrived at her house, I began to cook dinner. It’s a quiet night for both of us and we just take it easy. She falls asleep on the couch and I watch a YouTube video by Turtleboy relating the Pam Hupp case to the Karen Read case. The Pam Hupp case is fascinating, it’s also fascinating how these prosecutors in Missouri allowed this mentally deranged woman to get away with murder.
10:00 p.m. I wake my lady up, and her and I go to sleep for the night.