Got to take issue with your subject assertion here, CPM. True, Mayor Mumbles Menino is a dumb, douche-drinking dummy (not to mention an illiterate, douche-spewing one), and the reaction of the authorities was completely fucktarded, but the Boston-dissing that you invited (and that this thread subsequently received) was way off base. I've lived in Boston by choice for the last 15 years, and while my litany of complaints about this place would dwarf any of the dumb, douche-drinking dummy, broad-brush potshots that splooped up on this thread, I still can't imagine living anywhere else. I know this shit made Boston look stupid; I woke up to a voicemail that day from a friend of mine in Philly laughing at me, and by the time I checked my email later that day, it included a message from another friend in Detroit who simply asked, "So how lame is Boston?"
I guess the answer is, fuck, I just live here. And despite all the idiotic leadership that makes us look bad (as Boston's Weekly Dig stated in January when we finally wiped our hands of Governor Mitt Romney, "He's your problem now, America!"), the shitty frat boy baggage that comes with any city that has college students in its demographic makeup (do you think I LIKE fighting for space on the train with these douchebags -- for the record, a shit ton of whom come from Long Island -- when I'm just trying to get home from my shit-paying job?), and (while it wasn't yet mentioned) the money-driven gentrification that continues to push the real soul of our greater metropolitan area further to the fringes (Kenmore Square is long dead), I know that most nights of the week in my city I can find some of the best, homegrown, original live music on the planet (at this point, I should probably thank New York for thinning the Boston herd by attracting most of the deluded wannabees to Williamsburg so they could cultivate their dreams of indie rock stardom and cocaine habits elsewhere). I also know that if I turn on my radio in the Boston area at any time, no matter what day it is, I can find something that doesn't make me want to wrap my car around a telephone pole (try living in Rhode Island for awhile). As petty as those two prior points may seem, they are enough (though not all the reasons I have) to make me stay here in Boston. Do I sound like a dumb, douche-drinking dummy to you?
