Since the start of this verbal record, the Weekly Dig ascended from ziney origins to become a legit voice from the underground amongst the cluttered, otherwise risk-averse landscape of Boston print media. But success enhances ambitions, ambitions lead to stress, and stress makes everybody cranky. Cranky, and the opposite of sober.
AN ORAL HISTORY OF THE DIG: EPISODE 3
“We couldn’t pay the rent early on, so we figured out a way to supplement that. We held parties. Like, keg parties.”
AN ORAL HISTORY OF THE DIG EPISODE 2: THE FIGHT FOR FREE
The Dig goes to war with the Phoenix, or something like that
AN ORAL HISTORY OF THE DIG EPISODE 1: SHOVELIN’
Attentive readers may notice sources contradicting each other now and again. I should explain that I knowingly left a few such discrepancies in the text, because especially with regards to decades-old events that may have occurred in the midst of heavy alcohol and/or drug consumption, sometimes folks simply remember shit differently.
ONE FROM THE DIGSTORY BOOKS
The nightmare that is the contemporary media considered, it’s a miracle the Dig is still standing 20-plus years after we started as Shovel in the distant ’90s.
BIG DIG WINS
We rock national contest in political writing, illustration
HURRICANE HARVEY: EYES OF THE STORM
“We’re still running and gunning here with some really tired people—some of whom still can’t get through the floodwaters to get into the office and are working remotely.”
LETTERS TO THE FUTURE
The Dig teams up with comrades coast to coast (and some major bestselling authors) to crank the heat on climate change awareness
