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FIREFIGHTERS HAVE BEEN railing an unending battle against the mayor these days. Menino, it seems, wants to use the opportunity of union contract
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Last week, the MBTA handed 9-percent pay raises to 200 managers, just days after demanding a fiscal bailout from the state.
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Several publishing organs came under fierce criticism last week. They were under fire because, after failing in their attempts to fact-check and verify a story that ran in a supermarket tabloid, and after everybody involved in the purported scandal insisted to the above-mentioned publishing organs that the story was horseshit, it turned out to be true.
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WHY ARE NEWSPAPERS DEAD? (Yeah, we just upgraded them from dying to dead. You want to argue?) Beats the shit out of us.
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Hey, have you heard about these gas prices? It's some crazy shit. Gas—get this—is expensive.
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THE HERALD'S INSIDE TRACK girls dropped the following item last Thursday: "We hear that Boston magazine is working on a hatchet job-slash-profile
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You remember the Gloucester pregnancy pact? The hearsay story from Time Magazine that caused reporters to spew a particularly foul batch of the gossipy
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Samuel Israel is a rich guy and a crook. On June 10th He faked his suicide in New York rather than report to federal prison in Massachusetts,
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"HAVE A NICE LIFE." It's no "Joe Goes Bananas," but it still might be the Herald Headline of the Year. And it certainly made up for the surprising lack of sizzle in the tabloid's Neil Entwistle trail coverage. Christening the guy the "Bizarre Brit"? Reminding everybody that dude owned a computer made by Toshiba? We expected more. Seriously. What a waste of a dead baby.
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Congrats to the Herald on their stunning Hey everybody—here's some terrifying news! mashup from Sunday. Tomato salmonella? Sucks. Gas prices? Suck. But the two brought together as one for the purposes of chumming for angst while presenting little new news? That's Pulitzer bait right there. Keep on keepin' on, fellas. Or not.
