Posted on 02/19/2012 3:52:27 AM PST by raccoonradio
Howie Carr thread for the week starting with his Sunday Bos. Herald column, "Globe biased for Granny, you've been Warren-ed". Howie is off Mon. (Col. Hunt in); death pool (triggered by passing of Gary Carter) Tue. or Wed.
Sun. Herald column ping.
Globe biased for Granny, you’ve been Warren-ed
By Howie Carr | Sunday, February 19, 2012 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
Have you noticed how the more puff pieces the Boston Globe prints about Elizabeth Warren, the further she falls behind Sen. Scott Brown in the polls?
So I say, keep ’em coming, you bow-tied bumkissers.
A week ago, most Sunday papers led with Whitney Houston’s death. Not the boring broadsheet. They went with a story just slightly shorter than “War and Peace” about Granny Warren’s terrible childhood in Oklahoma. Talk about grinding poverty — at the age of 16 her family had to scrape by with only three automobiles, including her white MG.
It was bad.
How bad was it?
“They had to make their own repairs when a chunk of plaster fell from the living room ceiling.”
Pass the Kleenex. To quote Oscar Wilde, it would take a heart of stone not to laugh.
I asked Scott Brown last week about his take on this latest outburst of journalistic sycophancy.
“That one just got her through high school,” he said with a chuckle. “I guess the college years come next.”
Give Scott credit — he (or one of his staff) actually waded through to the end of the tearjerker. The Warren campaign, apparently suspecting that Sunday Globe readership isn’t what it used to be, sent out an email Sunday night directing its moonbat base to the piece.
“This story may help you understand a lot more about how she came to be the person she is today.”
Not to mention how in the satchel the Globe is.
Consider another article last October in what used to be called the Focus section. The October story crams what may be a record number of fawning journalistic cliches into one piece. Let’s see how good you are at coming up with the hackneyed adjective.
According to the story, she’s an advocate. What kind of advocate? “A leading advocate.” What kind of profile does Granny have? “A national profile.” She’s a critic — “an outspoken critic.” And she is opposed to what kind of lending practices? “Predatory lending practices.” In Washington, what kind of hours did she log? “Long hours.” What sort of proponent is she? “A passionate proponent.”
By the way, Granny’s not really a carpetbagger, she has just undertaken “an improbable journey.”
Back at the end of 2009, her fellow blow-in drifters named her Bostonian of the Year. She was identified as a “straight-shooting Harvard professor” and a voice — “a leading voice,” naturally.
Last August, another front-pager. Would you care to guess what kind of roots Granny has? Yes, you are correct sir — “humble roots.”
Even the brandy Alexander sippers of Morrissey Boulevard occasionally find themselves forced to point out the holes in their fellow carpetbagger’s fantasy background. Like those three cars in her childhood driveway. Her hagiographers have also had to concede she practiced law “only briefly.” And that her claim to be one of her high school’s few female debaters is, well, bullbleep.
Coming soon: the greatest tragedy of Granny Warren’s hardscrabble youth. The morning she woke up and saw that her MG had ... a flat tire.
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1404644
For those who may be stumbling across this piece, you have entered the world of the Howie Carr ping list. Maybe it’s time to re-introduce Howie for those who may be new to him. This is old news to the many who are on the ping list, but we do get some newcomers.
Here in the godforsaken state of MA (which may elect yet another Kennedy later in the year), newspaper columnist and
radio talk host Howie Carr has written for years about
political corruption, gangsters, injustice, and politicians and other folks who feel “entitled”. He has three best-selling books, two non-fiction and one fiction, and his radio show is heard all over New England and of course elsewhere online (http://www.howiecarr.com and http://www.howiecarr.us ). Other than ticking some people off
by his on-again, off-again support for a certain Mormon
political candidate who once put the family dog on the
car roof (Howie seems to feel the Mittster is the most
electable “conservative” candidate—but who knows, he may change his mind), he entertains with such things as The Death Pool, the immigrant update,
Boston and New England politics, the Whitey Bulger saga,
and so on.
Those who feel he’s a RINO talk host be advised: compared to most Boston media, he’s far right wing. Much like Brown, Romney, etc., we can only go as far to the right as the libs will let us, up here. This is Mass., after all. It’s an often funny show,
which also veers off into popular culture, and this ping list posts his articles and talks about his long running radio show. The columns posted are those of the Fried
Clam Man and do not always represent the views of many conservatives—yet they’re not exactly what you’d find
in places like the bow-tied bumkissers of the Boston Globe.
Enter at your own risk...and welcome.
A recent Globe editorial endorsed Joe Kennedy IV, the as yet unborn son of Joe Kennedy III, for the Fourth Massachussets Congression Seat being vacated by his father in 2044.
One of these days I want to call Col. Hunt and ask him about Col. David Hackworth. They knew each other in ‘Nam and met again in Bosnia.
Ha! I don’t doubt it. Meanwhile Granny Warren has said “I’m not rich” but I think she makes over $400,000 in total compensation from Harvard and is worth over $4 mil or something. She’s not rich. Warren, the Kennedys, John Kerry: they ARE the 1 per cent.
Howie Carr list ping. Howie should be back today; death pool soon. The following is from Red Mass Group—one blogger at BLUE Mass Group calls himself Ernie Boch III, though he’s no relation to Ernie Boch Jr. (a big Howie fan and supporter).
A pen name.
Read on:
Watch out Ernie Boch III, The Probation Probe May Be Expanding to Court Officers
One of the widely talked about rumors in Massachusetts State Politics is who is Ernie Boch III, the prolific diarist on Blue Mass Group. Many believe that he is a court officer of the General Court, aka the legislature. If so, this latest piece from David Frank of Massachusetts Lawyers Weekly, may cause him and other Court Officers to pause.
Multiple sources familiar with the investigation, who all spoke on the condition of anonymity, say a grand jury acting under the direction of U.S. Attorney Carmen M. Ortiz has subpoenaed court officers to testify in the case.
“I’m told they are working from the bottom up,” says one State House source. “But I have no doubt that it’s expanded beyond probation.”
The news comes at a time when prosecutors are expected to call former House Speaker Salvatore F. DiMasi to the grand jury.
I figure the head of the Probation Dep't must have run afoul of someone big!
It’s school vaca week, is he taking the whole week to join the (NOT) lovely Mrs. Carr down in FL or is he going to enjoy the rest of the week up here without her!
He said last week he’d be back “Tue” as in today, and yesterday Col Hunt said that both he and his wife are
finding colleges for the kids and it almost sounded like
the Mailroom Mgr. would be down in Fla. with one child
while Howie was staying up here and helping the other look for a school, etc. He SHOULD be on today. We’ll see.
Howie says death pool won’t be till his daughter comes in—THURSDAY—because they need 2 people to run it (Sandy and his daughter)
HC list ping
This latest Kennedy iteration has a pretty good paper trail behind him: graduating Stanford, which despite its distance of several thousand leagues from Cambridge or Bowdoin, is completely accredited, then finishing fair Harvard's better known menial trades department, The Law School, and ostensibly passing the Bar in less than 5 tries ... and the kicker, a felony-free record with no (0) dead or maimed bodies left behind. However, I am confused. He looks like a real jerk. Your typical about-to-go-berserk summer MAsshole, holding off the entire Ogunquit Police Departmentm with Dunkin Donuts Hostages.
What's the real story on this specimen? Enquiring minds want to (gotta) know. What if the MAssholes elect him and he fathers a child with a babysitter and then skis into a tree or something? It would be better to know now, right?
Who died? Whitney Houston or someone else?
Either the crack whore or could be Gary Carter.
Ah, Gary Carter! RIP Gary.
I like Howie’s revelation of JOEJOEJOE’s recent move from Mom’s basement in Cambridge to an address in Brookline just last week...so he could be described in the Globe as ‘the Brookline resident’ (lives in the dsitrict) for the puff piece...
Kennedys just assume wherever they move to, locals should swoon and let them take their political seats (and empty their wallets).
Wed column ping
Isn’t it rich? We pick up tab for fat-cat defendants
By Howie Carr | Wednesday, February 22, 2012 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
Another Wednesday, another meeting of the feds’ hackerama grand jury in Worcester.
And if sticky-fingered Sal DiMasi is called, you can bet a lawyer will be waiting outside in the hall, and guess who’ll be paying for the millionaire solon’s mouthpiece.
Got a mirror? Yes, you and me and all the rest of us taxpayers, the same chumps who also are paying for all of Whitey Bulger’s attorneys who are going through the hundreds of thousands of pages of discovery so that the accused octogenarian serial killer can be ready for trial, probably early next year.
Whatever happened to well-heeled gangsters, crooked pols and family wiper-outers paying for their own lawyers? Whatever happened to, you do bad, you pick up the tab?
Free legal services — they’re not just for illegal aliens anymore.
Think about it. Here’s Sal DiMasi, the third speaker in a row convicted of a felony. This bum once owned a vacation home in Marstons Mills, had three mortgages on his North End condo and two wives — but last year Sal had the audacity to claim that he was broke. Now we’re paying for his appeal, on what amounts to the novel legal grounds that accepting a bribe isn’t really a crime
Then there’s Whitey Bulger. He was captured last year with $822,000 cash. The feds have discovered at least five safe-deposit boxes around the world where he had millions more stashed. How much of his ill-gotten drug profits haven’t they found yet?
His fellow serial killer and partner Stevie Flemmi once claimed under oath that they would sometimes get a million bucks cash for “protecting” just one shipment of marijuana. Yet now we’re supposed to believe it’s all gone?
And now comes Thomas Mortimer IV, accused of massacring his wife, two kids and mother-in-law in 2010.
His late son had a $25,000 college fund, he has a $13,000 IRA, a grand in a checking account and two cars — yet he refuses to pay a dime toward his legal defense. He, too, claims to be indigent. Guess he wants to save his dough for the prison commissary, because he doesn’t have any family left to put any dough into his account.
It’s almost enough to make you appreciate gangster Nino Bufalino and Probation hack Jack O’Brien. They were indicted, and you were invited — to their legal-defense fundraisers. You won’t be seeing many more of those in the future, the way things are going.
You can understand why your average wiseguy recoils at paying his own way. The feds usually have hundreds of hours of wiretaps and bugs of Mob defendants bragging about all the crimes they’ve committed.
“Why am I gonna pay some lawyer a half-million bucks so I can get a hundred years?” one hoodlum recently asked. “I can get the same hundred years just as easy with a public defender. Might as well hide the money where my family can find it.”
Isn’t that right, Whitey?
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1405361
Wed column ping
Isn’t it rich? We pick up tab for fat-cat defendants
By Howie Carr | Wednesday, February 22, 2012 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
Another Wednesday, another meeting of the feds’ hackerama grand jury in Worcester.
And if sticky-fingered Sal DiMasi is called, you can bet a lawyer will be waiting outside in the hall, and guess who’ll be paying for the millionaire solon’s mouthpiece.
Got a mirror? Yes, you and me and all the rest of us taxpayers, the same chumps who also are paying for all of Whitey Bulger’s attorneys who are going through the hundreds of thousands of pages of discovery so that the accused octogenarian serial killer can be ready for trial, probably early next year.
Whatever happened to well-heeled gangsters, crooked pols and family wiper-outers paying for their own lawyers? Whatever happened to, you do bad, you pick up the tab?
Free legal services — they’re not just for illegal aliens anymore.
Think about it. Here’s Sal DiMasi, the third speaker in a row convicted of a felony. This bum once owned a vacation home in Marstons Mills, had three mortgages on his North End condo and two wives — but last year Sal had the audacity to claim that he was broke. Now we’re paying for his appeal, on what amounts to the novel legal grounds that accepting a bribe isn’t really a crime
Then there’s Whitey Bulger. He was captured last year with $822,000 cash. The feds have discovered at least five safe-deposit boxes around the world where he had millions more stashed. How much of his ill-gotten drug profits haven’t they found yet?
His fellow serial killer and partner Stevie Flemmi once claimed under oath that they would sometimes get a million bucks cash for “protecting” just one shipment of marijuana. Yet now we’re supposed to believe it’s all gone?
And now comes Thomas Mortimer IV, accused of massacring his wife, two kids and mother-in-law in 2010.
His late son had a $25,000 college fund, he has a $13,000 IRA, a grand in a checking account and two cars — yet he refuses to pay a dime toward his legal defense. He, too, claims to be indigent. Guess he wants to save his dough for the prison commissary, because he doesn’t have any family left to put any dough into his account.
It’s almost enough to make you appreciate gangster Nino Bufalino and Probation hack Jack O’Brien. They were indicted, and you were invited — to their legal-defense fundraisers. You won’t be seeing many more of those in the future, the way things are going.
You can understand why your average wiseguy recoils at paying his own way. The feds usually have hundreds of hours of wiretaps and bugs of Mob defendants bragging about all the crimes they’ve committed.
“Why am I gonna pay some lawyer a half-million bucks so I can get a hundred years?” one hoodlum recently asked. “I can get the same hundred years just as easy with a public defender. Might as well hide the money where my family can find it.”
Isn’t that right, Whitey?
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1405361
Kennedys just assume KNOW wherever they move to, locals should WILL swoon and let them take their political seats (and empty their wallets).
Fri column ping
Moonbats’ money, mouths don’t meet
By Howie Carr | Friday, February 24, 2012 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
It’s tax time again, when all the ponytailed, trust-funded, NPR-listening moonbats have a chance to put their money where their big mouths are and voluntarily pay a higher state income tax rate.
According to the state Department of Revenue, so far this year, 948,714 individuals have filed their state income-tax returns. Altogether, 257 have checked off Box 22, which allows them to pay at the old 5.85 percent rate, rather than the current 5.3 percent rate.
My math may be a little off, but if 949,000 people have filed, 1 percent would be 9,490, and one-tenth of 1 percent would be 949. So I’m going to say approximately one-thirty-fifth of 1 percent of the commonwealth’s tax filers actually want to give their ... fair share.
But what about the children?
Those 257 have chipped in a whopping $13,417 extra — an average of $52. That means their average income is about $10,000. Put another way, not too many of the 257 altruists live in la-di-da Lincoln.
Do you ever read letters to the editor? If you do, in the right (i.e., left) newspapers, I dare say you’ve seen more than 257 screeds in the past year demanding higher taxes. Most are written by residents of high-income people’s republics such as Brookline and Cambridge.
Oh yeah, these people are great at talking the talk. Just don’t ask them to walk the walk. Am I right, John Forbes Kerry?
Let’s see, Gov. Patrick wants new taxes on candy, sugar drinks and bottled water (through deposits). Mayor Mumbles Menino would like to jack up the gas tax 19 cents per gallon to pay for the MBTA deficit. (God forbid illegal aliens should have to pay for their own cabs, rather than using The Ride.) Speaker DeLeo wants to impose what amounts to a new tax on the mathematically challenged (through casinos). Other comrades are pushing for municipal income taxes.
But suggest any of these hacks check Box 22, and they start acting like Citizens for Limited Taxation.
You might say they’d give a poor person the shirt off your back. Half of the population already doesn’t pay income taxes, and yet they want to raise yours and mine. The other night, New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie was asked about Warren Buffett, the billionaire moonbat who claims he wants to pay higher taxes.
“He should just write a check and shut up,” Christie said. “Really, just contribute, OK? If he wants to give the government more money, he’s got the ability to write a check. Go ahead and write it.”
And if you live here, just check Box 22 ... and shut up.
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1405850
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