We Have Something to Say About the Herald
As you know, we’re big fans of our rabble-rousing tabloid. It’s not afraid to take shots at sacred cows, blister with incredulity, or write about perverts on the subway. Also, the new trim size is snazzy.
To borrow an old adage, it’s not the size of the tabloid, but what you do with it. But we have to say: The front-page has disappointed us lately, reaching what we hope is the nadir with today’s excoriation of Denis Leary.
Yo, Denis, just to let you know – only a (expletive expletive) would refer to autistic kids as “autistic (expletive) children.”
Guys. It’s Denis (expletive) Leary. If Peter Gelzinis wants to tear him a new one, fine. (Especially since his column is miles better than Joe Fitzgerald’s homophobic tripe they wisely buried on page 10.) But asking a man who made his fortune singing a song about how much of an a—hole he is to stop being an a—hole is a waste of prime four-color real estate.
But it’s not just today. Last week, you felt the story about a spat between Boston College and Victoria’s Secret was front-page news. There was also the screaming headline about the non-controversy of the State Lottery handing out its remaining concert tickets. Not to mention the widely-panned Reese Hopkins cover.
We beg you, friends—get back to what you do best. Crooked cops and unethical politicians. That’s the stuff we’re willing to fork over 75 cents to see.
