Two Faces of the Boston Metro
Monday, June 22nd, 2009My bike is in the shop at the moment with a broken crank, waiting for the replacement part (it’s a one-piece crankset, which evidently needs to be special ordered) to come in, so for now I’m T bound again. I moved recently, and my new T commute isn’t as bad as the old one, but I still want my damned bike back.
Anyway, the point of bringing it up is that I found myself on the T this morning, which means I was surrounded by people reading the free Boston Metro daily newspaper. “What”, you, gentle reader, may wonder, “was today’s cover story?” Good question! Was it Iran? Certainly, there must have been enough over the weekend to provide a solid cover story. Protests, people dying, oppressive totalitarian regimes. Front page stuff.
But no. The cover story was MOTHERFUCKING JON AND KATE AND I HATE THAT I EVEN KNOW WHO THESE PEOPLE ARE AND I WISH THEY AND EVERYONE WHO GIVES HALF A SHIT ABOUT THEIR LIVES WOULD DIE IN A FUCKING FIRE.
So there was that.
Worse still, it was one of those irritating navel-gazing stories where the paper chides them for airing their relationship disputes in the media. NEWS FLASH, DIPSHITS: you are the media. Don’t pretend you’re some objective third party when you’re reporting on yourselves. This has been one of the most irritating things about our Broderian era of journalism. The media orobouros feeds forever on itself while complaining about its bland, unvaried diet. Well, guess what, if you took your head out of your ass (the media orobouros feeds from the rear end) for a minute and actually reported one something other than yourselves, maybe you’d have other things to cover. If the whole fucking Jon and Kate media blitz inanity really upsets you, then starve them. Stop reporting on them. This is in your power. But, of course, you don’t actually want to stop, do you?
No, you don’t. You love that vapid bullshit because it’s easy. And that’s fine, because people obviously are willing to read it. Just strop pretending to hate it, stop pretending the coverage is beneath you, stop pretending you’re a legitimate news organisation.
But then they also carried, buried a few pages in, a genuinely quite good — if woefully short — article about Scientology’s President, David Miscavige, and his habit of beating the shit out of his employees.
So… Does that count for a stay of execution? Fuck no. Burn the worthless rag to the ground anyway. But save the guy who wrote that one article.