The Great Molasses Flood of 1919, or the Boston Molasses Disaster, was a tragedy of terrific proportions.

I believe the event is not being properly honored by the city of Boston. Currently, the loss of 21 lives by way of a FOURTY-foot wave of MOLASSES traveling THIRTY-FIVE miles per hour is memorialized by way of an inconspicuous plaque on a lackluster stone ornament along a walking path. 

Shame on the city of Boston. As a Massachusetts native, I came of age with pride in living near a city of such historical significance. The tradition of venerating those who came before was touted as a value of Boston throughout my education, undoubtedly malarky in retrospect.

Raises the question of what this city truly stands for, is it just a shill for the tax-gouging of the hard-working, salt-of-the-earth citizens of the state to 'build' more infrastructure (yes I'm looking at you, Big Dig)?

I am disillusioned and disheartened by the knowledge of the mistreatment of this fascinating piece of history. Bordering on an existential crisis. There is serious creative potential for a monument -- a molasses jar, a fountain that dispenses molasses (so that the North End would regain its signature sweet smell), Wally riding a molasses wave (AI rendering below). The possibilities are truly endless. 

Not only would this provide a bronze worker with a life-changing work opportunity, but the event of an unveiling could bring more public attention to the tragedy.

Please consider signing this petition. Boston may not be able to right its wrongs, but it does have the chance to change the course of history for this easily amenable lack of respect. May we find sweet victory (no pun intended). 

Also, here's a link to a good molasses cookie recipe:

https://sallysbakingaddiction.com/soft-molasses-cookies/