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More proof the Globe's local editor doesn't care about the city

Apparently, you can take the boy out of Hingham, but you can't take the Hingham out of the boy. See today's front-page investigative report in which FOUR Globe reporters team up to determine whether the new Greenbush commuter-rail line is the fastest way into Boston from Cohasset. The Outraged Liberal wants his 50 cents back:

... I can't wait for the Globe to commit this kind of personnel to riding the entire MBTA system, particularly taking a regular turn on Green Line (and the Boston College route) and see if the Breda car problems are solved as the T professes. But then again, Brian McGrory doesn't have a thing for the Green Line.

Note: The Globe does have a short story (on page B2) today about the MBTA getting 10 more Breda cars. Stephen Laniel wonders why the reporter was so unskeptical about the T's assertion this will actually mean better service for Green Line riders.

Why the Boston Globe doesn't give a damn about Boston elections anymore

Michael Pahre gets to the heart of the matter: City Editor Brian McGrory finds the City Council boring. He makes the case by digging up McGrory's old columns on Boston politics, one of which, in 2003, summed up what we can expect from a McGrory-led city desk:

Exactly one decade ago, after covering Thomas M. Menino's first election as mayor, I set a lofty journalistic goal. My goal was to never spill a drop of ink writing about the Boston City Council, because no reader with even the hint of a normal life could possibly care about the collection of political miscreants and misfits who make up that perennially underachieving group.

Earlier:
boston.com couldn't even be bothered to post results on election night.

How will I spend my Wednesdays and Sundays now?

Brian McGrory, who had elevated the bad metro column to an art form, is the Globe's new metro editor, Jesse Noyes reports. Noyes also posts the memo from Globe Editor Marty Baron:

[H]is mastery with words and narrative has made him one of the best metro columnists in the country.

Oh, gack.

In any case, I'm sure McGrory will do just fine. He always seemed to do a much better job as a reporter than as a columnist. But, still, let's try to limit the coverage of Hingham zoning issues, 'kay?

Baron's memo says the Globe will immediately being looking for another metro columnist, which is good, because the paper's last holdover from the metro troika days now seems to be on a monthly schedule.

Brian McGrory is an idiot

There. I said it, and after his column on Easton today, I feel better.

Now, one could make the argument that Easton's objections to a proposed commuter-rail line through a swamp are completely bogus, especially since - as, yes, Bri points out - there's already a rail bed through the swamp.

But is it through the same location as the proposed train tracks? The divine Mr. M. doesn't say; that would require using some of the space he put aside for his Shaughnessy-like eternal grudge against the entire town of Hingham.

No matter. What got me was this bit of harrumphery:

John, it's a swamp. Aren't swamps supposed to be filled in? If it were a nice place, worthy of protection, wouldn't it at least be called a marsh?

So, dear Mr. McGrory: You're an idiot.

That's so gay

The Globe features department is following up its 9,000-part series on Women: Is there nothing they can't do? with a new series on "Gays: Is there nothing they can't touch?" Latest to discover the Gay is Alex Beam, who today asked:

... Is there any element of contemporary culture that hasn't been appropriated by gays? Or, phrased another way: Hey, gay people! Give me my stuff back, OK? ...

Apparently, Beam can't have sex anymore now that he knows that lesbians buy Subarus and Toyota hybrids, just like him.

Lissa Harris says Beam can bite her:

... We're all anxiously awaiting next Wednesday's column. What will you do? Blame your lousy salary on women journalists dragging down your profession? Scold black people for eating your fried chicken? Nyuk nyuk! You Globe guys are so FUNNY. ...

Speaking of Globe columnists, today marked Brian McGrory's annual spring ritual: Writing a column on Why Boston sucks more than anyplace else in the galaxy. And he always writes it during a rainy week. Hey, Bri, you have cabin fever or something?

Brian McGrory swings and misses

The past couple of weeks show that Brian McGrory can be a really good reporter - just as long as he tries to keep his opinions out of the way. A shame, really, since you'd expect the Rising Star of Metro Columnists to express opinions. But his column today highlights his problem: With one fewer column per week, he tries to combine two thoughts (Deval Patrick is a cheap bastard and George Bush is a spendthrift bastard) and somehow winds up blaming Deval Patrick for the war in Iraq. Or something. Hard to tell. But at least he's on talking terms with Tom Menino again.

Should flacks write about old-media hacks?

David Guarino has been writing a fair amount of late about our boy Brian McGrory - praising him as the best columnist in the city (Ed. note: What was that sound Bill the Cat used to make?) and speculating on whether Brian McGrory is now The Man among Globe metro columnists (both of them).

Now, Guarino used to write for the Herald, so he knows Boston media. But he also used to be the p.r. person for Tom Reilly, whom McGrory composed hagiographies of while others were ripping into him for, oh, pretty much everything. And now Guarino reps for state House Speaker Sal DiMasi. All of which leads to Adam Reilly's question: Should the p.r. person for one of the most powerful politicians in the state be commenting on media happenings?

... [W]as Guarino praising McGrory as a private citizen, or as DiMasi's top flack? ...

Lamest McGrory column of the year?

Somebody might find this funny, I suppose.

Batting .500 in media predictions

OK, so I blew it when I predicted the Herald's Laurel Sweet would write another story about the Finneran/Carr "feud" yesterday. She didn't.

Thank goodness for Brian McGrory. Just as I predicted, his column today is all about his grave, grave disappointment in Deval Patrick. Our Boy Bri is angry with the governor over the New Bedford case.

Why is he so hopping mad over New Bedford? Not a clue. As soon as he's done telling us how he was so angry at Patrick he had to restrain himself from punching out a legislative aide at the State House, Bri decides to use the rest of his column for some predictable, repetitive agita about all the other Patrick stuff that just about every other columnist inside 128 has already written about (Bri, let me introduce you to Steve Bailey). Bri, you really need to work more on your transitional paragraphs. He asks:

How many idiotic decisions can you make before you're certified an idiot?

I dunno. How many predictable columns can you write before you're certified a hack?

Predicting tomorrow's news today

The Herald's Laurel Sweet will get Tom Finneran to insult today's insult-o-matic column by Howie Carr, thus letting her extend the Herald's Finneran/Carr streak to four days with a story that consists of one paragraph of new material and twelve paragraphs of background (or maybe two paragraphs of new material if she gets Carr to make a crack about Ron Borges over this boston.com poll).

Despite the Globe's wall-to-wall punditry today on Deval Patrick's telephone habits, Brian McGrory will get to leave work early this afternoon after he files a tut-tut-filled open letter to his friend Deval about how disappointed he is in him (bonus points if he recycles any of his quips from this column).

A shame about Brian McGrory's color blindness

Yes, it's awful what gun violence is doing to Boston (mercy, I had to find another way home tonight because of it). And yeah, City Councilor John Tobin's proposal for a city poet laureate is probably not real high on the quality-of-life meter. But, dearest Bri, just because you are unable to hold two thoughts in your head at one time and so see everything in black and white does not mean that John Tobin doesn't want to do something about violence - or that the city shouldn't renovate the Strand Theater. Then again, you're probably saving this all-or-nothing rhetoric for the next time you have 15 minutes to write a column: How can John Tobin push for a city poet when so many Boston kids are dropping out? How can John Tobin push for a city poet when so many city sidewalks go unplowed?

My favorite Globe columnists: One good, one bad

Brian McGrory turns in a tearjerker of a column today, in which he talks to a woman who watched her three brothers brutally murdered in 1997. Go read it - with a box of Kleenex. And then hope McGrory keeps it up.

But now let's turn to the sports pages and Dan Shaughnessy. Oh, Shankie! How many times do we have to tell you? People in the media just have no business complaining about media-generated hype that their organizations helped whip up. You think Matsuzaka's getting too much media attention? Write about something else then. Or as Dan Shaughnessy Watch puts it:

In the spirit of Shank himself, let me begin by stating the obvious. Dan Shaughnessy is a columnist. Columnists, unlike traditional reporters, are given much latitude. They can speculate; they can use humor; they can inject personal opinion. When you read a column, the expectation is that you will be treated to a unique insight or be told a story that you have not heard multiple times elsewhere. Let me end this paragraph by stating the obvious. Dan Shaughnessy fails as a columnist. ...

Fact-checking Brian McGrory

Mats Tolander fact checks our boy Bri today: Seems that in his zeal to fawn over Boston's $1.5-million shot-sound-spotter thing, McGrory may have left out a few inconvenient truths, which Tolander provides.

Mooninite column madness

Oh, darn, I said I wasn't going to write anything else about the things unless something truly, spectacularly stooopid came out. But I can't help myself - swatting Brian McGrory around is like peanuts; once you start, you just can't stop. So here goes with a comparison of four local columns today:

Brian McGrory
Bad Hair Day in Boston.
C-
Some interesting tidbits about Berdovsky wound up wrapped in-between - and completely ruined by - McGrory's stupid nervious tick of starting pretty much every paragraph with "This was the column I was going to write this morning." Sorry you ran out of things to say two paragraphs from the end, Bri, but find a better way to pad out your column next time, mkay?

Howie Carr
Dude, like, send Borat packing
D-
I hope the folks at the Herald don't get too upset when I reveal here that Carr actually died five years ago - and that the paper is now using a Carr column generator. An editorial assistant fills in the subject's nationality and distinguishing characteristics, hits Submit and waits a couple seconds while the PC spits out a MadLibbian column just like Carr would have written before that unfortunate "accident." A pity Berdovsky isn't fat - there are just so many amusing synonyms the Carrbot has stored up for that. "Borat is a refugee all right - from a 'Beavis and Butthead' episode." Man, that's just Carr gold. But honestly, guys, any chance you could update your algorithms? The thing's starting to get stale.

Steve Bailey
Laughing to the bank
A
Wah! Why can't Steve Bailey be re-assigned to the Metro desk? His best columns are about the absurdities of life in the Hub of the Universe, anyway. This column simply and cleanly sums up the whole mess. And props for running the prominent photo of Ignignokt "displaying an obscene gesture."

Peter Gelzinis
Phony threat escalated real danger in hoax
B+
What's this? A columnist actually breaking news? Well, OK, technically, Gelzinis didn't break the story - Boston Police posted the pipe-bomb thing on their Web site - but give him credit for going after this angle rather than simply making cracks about Berdovsky's hair.

Dan Kennedy has some more thoughts.

I'm just jealous because nobody's paying me to write about a cartoon I'd never heard of four days ago.

Good thing you stayed in New York, Mr. Rivera

Catching up with Brian McGrory's piece on Manuel Rivera yesterday: Sure, it sucks that our school superintendent left before he even got here, but boy, it also looks like he did us a real favor by staying in New York. What an arrogant piece of work.

And Bri, well done! See, you can be a good metro columnist (but maybe next time, try to resist the temptation to get any Red Sox allusions in, 'kay?).

Brian McGrory hasn't completely forgotten how to report a story

Just when you think the only time Brian McGrory picks up the telephone is to call in another column, he surprises you with something like today's column on the poor kid who got his back broken by a drunken oaf at a Pats game (and yes, while I'd earlier, and often, criticized Our Boy Brian for dabbling in sports coverage, this wasn't at all about on-field performance).

Still, one doubts this single instance of actual reporting will be enough for the Weekly Dig's Media Farm to retract its call that every Boston columnist except Steve Bailey die immediately. For example, Globe reporter Brian Ballou did a great, heartwrenching story about that 13-year old shot to death in JP, but isn't that the sort of thing a metro columnist should be writing?

Why does Brian McGrory insist on covering sports?

Is there nothing else happening in the Boston area our boy Brian could write about, even if he didn't want to, you know, do any original reporting?

Why do fools fall in love?

Brian McGrory recently admitted publicly that he could not decide if he were a fool or Mitt Romney were a fraud. At issue: $400,000 Romney cut from state funding for homeless shelters.

Now, in the face of a public outcry, Romney has restored the money. And Brian is in love with the governor again:

... What Romney did on Friday when he reversed the cut was something all too rare in public life: He made a difference.

One wonders whether Brian's next column will express outrage over the way the governor's cuts are keeping state psychiatric hospitals from admitting new patients. And then, when the Occasional Governor restores that money, McGrory will realize here's a man he could love forever - again.

It's not an either/or situation, Bri

Brian McGrory is flabbergasted that the Occasional Governor would step on the backs of the poor to pick up some more conservative votes in South Carolina:

Either I'm a fool, or our governor is a fraud.

Not a big fan of Brian McGrory

If nothing else, Michael Gee has a way with the insults:

Brian McGrory remains an arrogant, patronizing jackass whose political knowledge could fit in a thimble with room left over for a double Scotch. ...

He bases this renewed opinion on this column in which our boy expresses sadness that Kerry Healey didn't take his advice about chugging down more Coke while mussing her hair.

Just a tad upset with Brian McGrory

Michael Gee, late of the Herald, rips into the Globe in general, and Brian McGrory in particular, for the coverage of last night's gubernatorial debate:

"And Grace Ross?" McGrory wrote of the Green party candidate last night. "She seems really nice. But let's step beyond the political correctness and admit that she has none of the support and qualifications that entitle her to a spot on the stage. She's a distraction and she no longer belongs." ...

Fuck you, Brian, you arrogant, pretentious jackass! Who the flying fuck are you to say who belongs in an election and who doesn't? Aren't the debates supposed to show us Ross' qualifications for office or lack of same? Isn't her level of support (and the other three candidates') yet to be determined? Isn't that why we're voting on Nov. 7 in the first place? We're all so sorry democracy offends your super-developed sense of smell. ...

More (if less invectivized and less Globe-specific) media-suck rants here, here and here.

Brian McGrory, He-Man Woman Hater

Amy will not vote for Kerry Healey, but still finds Brian McGrory's column on her last week, the one in which he wonders what happened to the fun Kerry Healey of old, the one who gleefully drinks raw Coke by the case, insulting:

... Heads up, McGrory: Not all women like diet soda. Sorry. This is a completely sexist way to humanize Healey, by talking about the fact that she really can be a good normal woman, and an extraordinary one at that because she doesn't drink diet soda. If he were writing about Deval Patrick, the diet soda issue wouldn't have come up. I think it's a nasty addition that wasn't necessary that only comes into play because Healey is a woman.
...

Brian McGrory, professional parent

Mind your manners when company's around! Coming up on Tuesday: Eat your vegetables or you won't get any dessert!

Jenn Martinelli, however, says Mr. Nag has a point, at least when it comes to people who work in industries catering to visitors:

... Listen, I'm as sick of all you stupid bastards who live and work here as the next person, let's acknowledge that we all hate each other, but when you work in the service industry you really have to have a modicum of pleasantness, otherwise please go do something else like work in a meat-packing plant. ...

The air conditioning in the Globe newsroom must have broken yesterday

Too hot to work! Fortunately, Brian McGrory was able to get out of the newsroom early by calling up an emergency Hingham column.

But it was fun to see McGrory obsess about how much some Hingham columnnist is obsessing about him.

Do Brian McGrory and Eileen McNamara really work for the same paper?

Back when I was interviewing for my first full-time journalism job (at ye olde Middlesex News in Framingham), they sat me down at a desk, gave me a typed list of facts about an incident in random order and gave me 15 minutes to turn the facts into a story.

Let's pretend we have two candidates for metro columnist at the Boston Globe. Here are some of the facts: Days of torrential rains lead to worst flooding in 70 years on the North Shore. Hundreds are evacuated. State officials rush to the scene and offer immediate aid.

Now we set them loose. They have 15 minutes to write a column.

One turns in a series of one-liners about how wet the rain is making Boston and how it's terrible to see women all bundled up and how, gosh, the rain is just awful.

The other thinks for a minute, then writes a thoughtful essay asking why state officials are so quick to pledge millions in aid to people along the Merrimack yet are quiet when it comes to daily, bloody violence in Boston:

... Romney and Senator John F. Kerry went to the Merrimack Valley to promise relief for waterlogged basements. They did not come to Dorchester to commit themselves to reducing the number of Boston's grief-stricken mothers. ...

Which one would you hire?

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