In days of yore, they were called beat reporters. The only local publications which still have these as regular features of City Hall and the State House are the Globe and the Herald—but even Boston’s biggies have reduced their presence in the over the last two decades. Continue reading
Even after former Phoenix reporter David Bernstein broke the news on Twitter that Menino would be announcing his retirement on Thursday, wannabe pundits were insisting that it was all just the mayor f—ing with everyone—conveniently close to April Fools’ Day. Continue reading
Prosecutors have asked that the defense for Whitey Bulger supply evidence of the supposed FBI “immunity” granted to the alleged mob boss. “Councilor,” said one attorney for the accused, “You may find The Departed on Netflix or your nearest Red Box.” MINUS 1 Continue reading
Last Tuesday was kind of a weird night and I don’t just mean the part where the Monopoly Guy’s weird nephew lost a presidential campaign or the part when I hazily recall making a campaign manager throw away my empty bottle at an election party. Continue reading
Is Boston racist? Well, yeah. Is it the most racist? That depends on whether or not you consider that it took something as blatant as the tomahawk chop to get liberals to pay any attention to the racist mischaracterization of Native Americans that has pretty much been Scott Brown’s campaign model for months now. Continue reading
The summer is easily the weakest time of the year for newspapers. It’s when advertising revenue aspires to boost itself up to “in the toilet” stature, while the heat roasts the already-mushy brains that a majority of Boston’s working journalists are saddled with.
This means that what was awful reporting in general, only gets worse.