Showing posts with label southie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label southie. Show all posts

Friday, December 18, 2020

25 Ways You Know You're From Boston When You....

# 1.) ....you name your son 'Fenway'.

2.) ....you move to another city, but support the Red Sox, Celtics, Bruins, and Patriots, even after Tom Brady married a Victoria Secrets' model, got hair plugs, and moved to Tampa Bay.

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.) ...you recognize that fried clams are only fried clams, if they have bellies and I mean big bellies like they serve at Tony's on Wollaston Beach, Woodman's in Essex, and Jake's in Wolverham.

Unless you're getting fried clams strips from Hojos on Rte. 3 before the 128 split-off.

4.) ...you are asked what is your favorite New England beer and you answer without a pause, "Naragansetts."

Made with Honor.

Other New England beers are wannabes.

5.) ...cried hearing Teddy Kennedy quote his brother RFK during the eulogy.

"There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why... I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?"

6.) ...leapt out of your chair and danced with Carlton Fisk, while watching a rerun of 1975 Game Six against the Cincinnati Reds. Even more points for recalling Bernie Carbo's great at-bat tying the game.

7.) ...wish the State of Massachusetts had given $500,000 to 40,000 Bostonians to stay at home rather than build the Big Dig.

8.) ...vote for ROADRUNNER by the Modern Lovers as the State Song.

Anyone suggesting Aerosmith's DREAM ON should move back to New Hampshire.

9.) ...wished you went to Beaver Country Day School, since they scored more snow days than any other school in Boston.

10.) ...recognize that Boston is a racist city. I taught at South Boston High School during the riots. It was a time of shame setting poor against poor.

And shame on how the Boston sportwriters and fans treated Bill Russell and Jim Rice.

11.) ...never put a foot on Harvard Yard or parked your car there.

12.) ...would rather have a burger at Brighams than Mickey Ds.

13.) ... have heard the 1812 OVERTURE at the Hatch Shell.

14.)...have drank 50% of the beers at Jacob Wirth's, although not at one sitting, when they were still open.

15.) ...recognized that James Brown saved Boston from burning on the night of Martin Luther King's assassination.

16.) ...consider Boston City Hall the most aesthetically beautiful building in the city.

Bullfinch's State House is elegant, but nothing unusual.

17.) ...actually are scared walking across Copps Hill Cemetery in broad daylight.

Read HP Lovercraft's PICKMAN'S MODEL.

18.) ...appreciate the lost wickedness of the Combat Zone.

See the photos of Roswell Angier, Jerry Berndt and John Goodman.

19.) ...understand your accent is something special.

One night in Bangkok circa 1990 I overheard someone with a Southie accent. We shook hands and drank to Bobby Orr.

"We must be the only two guy from Boston in Thailand."

"Nope, those two guys over there are from Dorchester."

We joined forces and spoke in the only tongue known to us and our kind.

Wicked Bostonian.

20.) ...as a teenager you swam at the Quincy Quarries instead of a pool or the beach..

Sorry, they are a thing of the past, but they were the best

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21.) ...know that family is almost everything, because after the Red Sox family is everything.

22.) ...appreciate the true beauty of the Mattapan - Ashmont trolley line.

It's free and the view of the Neponset River marshes are sublime no matter what the season.

23.) ...are proud that Marky Mark is one of us.

Even if he beat up that Vietnamese grocer for no reason other than being a racist and shouldn't have been wed by an ex-Jets player in the movie TED.

FUCK THE JETS AND THE RANGERS TOO.

24.) ...accept the reality of the Giselle Bundchen Curse on the Patriots.

25.) ...realize that you love Boston no matter what.

Fuck da rest of yuh.

Monday, June 24, 2013

You Dirty Rat

James Cagney's character never sat 'you dirty rat' in BLONDE CRAZY. The actual words were "Mmm, that dirty, double-crossin' rat." Close enough for me, for I was raised to regard any fink as a rat by the Bowery Boys and gangster movies. Everyone hated a snitch, but that never stopped the class squealer from telling the nuns who was bad in their absence. We despised rats, but everyone Judases out for the right price. These past weeks infamous South Boston gangster Whitey Bulger has been on trial for nineteen murders and a major thrust of his defense has been denying the accusation of being an informant, despite a detailed testimony of an FBI agent recounting his snitching out various gangsters for murder, while killing his opponents without any interference or investigations by the Law. He was their Man and the partnership was a good for both sides until it wasn't good, then Whitey was given a phone to change his name. Aliases were second nature to Bulger and he disappeared from Boston until now. In Massachusetts there is no death penalty, but he murdered Deborah Hussey and she was family. He deserves to burn. The dirty rat.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Whitey You Dog

The name Whitey belonged to one man in Boston for the last fifty years.

Whitey Bulger, arch-criminal out of South Boston, had lived in the Old Colony, America's first housing project. His first arrest for larceny predated my birth by nine years. He sold heroin in the projects. He killed friends, family, and Mafia. The FBI entered his name into the MOST WANTED list on 1999, despite his status as an FBI informant for several decades.

Whitey Bulger had remained at large all those years. Police sources had cited the fugitive as living in a number of countries without extradition to the USA. Some had even mentioned his hiding out in Thailand. The Land of Smiles has always been friendly to a man on the run, since Thais see every farang the same. Some foreigner who doesn't belong here, but they'll tolerate as long as he has money and doesn't make any Thai lose face.

Whitey Bulger and I never crossed paths. I stayed out of South Boston except for St Patrick's Day. My criminal activities in Boston were limited to simple traffic violations. The FBI could beat me with rubber hoses without my saying a single word to harm the fugitive. It was easy to hold your sand when you know nothing, but back in 2007 I adopted a white dog in Sri Racha. Khao or 'White' had belonged to Mam's step-uncle. The truck driver treated the dog like dirt. We adopted Khao and I thought to change his name to fit his new life, except he didn't answer to Jo Jo.

I always liked the band Jo Jo Gunne.

Mam and Uncle Nai and Fenway called the dog 'Khao'. Fighting for Jo Jo was futile, however I Americianized 'Khao' into Whitey, although he doesn't look a thing like #458 on the FBI's Most Wanted list and I'm glad about that. The last thing I need in my life are the FBI. They are always a bore and Whitey Bulger is a rat murderer.

Always.

adn I am happy he is dead.