PAX Centurion - November / December 2013

www.bppa.org PAX CENTURION • November/December 2013 • Page 23 1.866.357.3845 www.armorexpress.com IT’S TIME FOR A REVOLUTION IN CONCEALABLE ARMOR VISIT AAA POLICE SUPPLY TO VIEW OUR ENTIRE COLLECTION OF SOFT ARMOR, CARRIERS, TRAUMA PLATES, TACTICAL, AND HARD ARMOR OPTIONS. ABOVE: REVOLUTION ARMOR SYSTEM BELOW: ARA-SHOCK ICW 781-326-8845 The Night Before Christmas By Clement Clarke Carnell T ’was the night before Christmas, at old City Hall, The hacks and coat-holders weren’t happy at all. For twenty long years, Mayor Tom put his people, Under the beneficent umbrella of his City Hall steeple. B ut now the old Mayah was going away, And a new regime waited, for a newMayah’s day. Readville was out and Dorchester was in, And woe be to those with political sin. A nd as those at the Hall were taking a nap, Each cop in the street drove around like a sap. With GPS coming and no retro in sight, Christmas Eve was indeed, a de-pressing night. W hen out on the Plaza, there arose such a clatter, we rushed to the Hall to see what was the matter. And what to our wondering eyes did appear, But a mumbling Mayah in a sleigh pulled by deer! “E fnezu flukowa, nowheetin miflead”, He mumbled again as we all scratched our head. A translator said he was wishing “good cheer”, But none understood him (except for the deer). A n elf helped decipher, as best as he could, What the Mayah was saying with his tongue made of wood. “I hate you patrolmen, I hate every cop, I’ve ordered the council, your contract to stop!” B ut since the old Mayah would soon be no more, The council then voted to show Tommy the door. They knew that the cops had not had a raise, For One-thousand, two hundred and forty-four days! M ore rapid than eagles, his consorts they came, And he whistled and shouted and called them by name! “On bootlickers, lickspittles, and every rumpswab, Don’t forget it was me who gave you a job.” H e sprang to his sleigh and he mumbled a yell, “Mufloozoo nyatta,.... and then go to hell!” And we heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight, “Screw the BPPA, Merry Christmas, Good night!”