Could it have anything to do with the now-quelled uprising this past Friday?
Or maybe a topic of interest?
Many church mice fell silent. I could hear the quietness. Less squeaking, and a lot less roar.
After a certain cadre appeared to have "declared war" so to speak, they missed a golden opportunity for maximizing benefit for their beleaguered provinces. Which could have been;
Surrender, then immediately apply for foreign aid 'America' has some habit of bestowing upon vanquished foes.
But this time around, though the cadre laying hand upon a "Q" bomb, sort-of like that other incident, powers-that-be (with some perhaps unneeded confirmation offered from Navel [sic] Intelligence) were able to determine, that much as the last time, the "Q" bomb was indeed a dud all along.
Still, unlike those quaintly loveable, old fashioned Franco-Swiss Pinot vintners, the situation last time here devolved into clannish rivalry of a bitter sort, with many otherwise peaceful kilt wearers, along with those non-aligned (no particular pattern of tartan, or just plain denim) swept up into the neighborhood squabbling. It fairly littered the joint with broken window glass and hurt feelings, driving a significant number to leave, and more than few escorted out-of-town, including a small number whom were overall not much part of the festivities, but had their honest questions mistaken for the incendiary rhetoric that was being hurled around by a great many; a bic lighter in hand at that point, flic'd in trying to make a little-bitty light in hope of better seeing in the dark, potentially leading to being mistaken for just another arsonist. For there were some arsonists, and there were fires, at it's worst being like mini-mob mentality rioting. (humans. ya' just gotta love 'em)
A few heads got busted with the nightsticks. When riot cops start swinging at those who were hurling bricks and molotovs at them and the buildings surrounded townsquare, well --- at that point enough was enough. Ker-pow.
Now you know already that which I'm trying to describe, and many others (tartans & denims both) do understand also, and so themselves move slowly, talk peaceably, not raising brick in hand held back and overhead in gesture, or toss lesser stones themselves by habit. May God bless them all, regardless of any outward appearance of clothing. Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall inherit the earth.