Posted on 11/19/2011 9:23:06 PM PST by raccoonradio
Howie thread for the week starting with his Sunday Boston Herald column
I’m guessing that’s as close as you’re going to come to saying, “Welcome to Free Republic, my conservative brother”, so I accept your welcome and wish you a wonderful Sunday evening.
Howie actually called me today. He said he would begin dissing Mitt and throw all of his support behind Cain if I just brought him a free Big Mac.
Same to you FRiend. I actually enjoy your wiseassery....for now..
Hi Howie,
I enjoy your show on WVOM, but it's about an hour too long.
I’ll take Howie over severin any day - I hear promos for severin all the time on talk1200 - one in particular isn’t the least bit amusing yet they continue to air it - “someone asked me hey Jay do you smoke after sex? and I say, I don’t know I never looked”.......- talk1200 has really gone down hill - dead air, ads airing one on top of the other, outdated weather reports - Saturday nite was horrific - from 11pm to about 11:20 or so all they kept playing over and over and over and over again was an ad for compass media - they were airing a game and must have encountered technical difficulties because this ad played over and over and over - I kept flipping the channel and finally I heard the game come on - I was not interested in the game itself I was just interested to see how long they were going to let this go on - I guess management doesn’t bother to listen to their station - there are so many screwups they are actually worse than RKO if that’s possible.
Naw, Howie would rather have you buy him a steak dinner at Hanover St. Chop House...I don’t think he sells out for
something like a Big Mac these days :)
great!...ok, now for everyone here’s another Howie column!
Tierney stands by her man
But Johnny won’t even sit in court
By Howie Carr | Tuesday, November 22, 2011 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
You’re U.S. Rep. Johnny “Pockets” Tierney, and there was your felon wife, Patrice, on the stand in federal court yesterday, doing her best impersonation of Tammy Wynette.
She was standing by her man.
Sometimes it’s hard to be a woman, giving all your love to just one man, especially when the so-called man doesn’t even have the stones to come to court to back you up, and you’re reduced to claiming “spousal privilege” so as not to answer the questions that would end his squalid political career.
You’re Johnny Pockets, the ranking member of the Government Oversight Committee, or as the wags on the North Shore are calling it now, the Overlook Committee.
You have your minions in the courtroom, and they call you during the breaks, telling you that the prosecutor, Fred Wyshak, keeps telling the jury about “red flags.”
Red flag this, red flag that — it’s like a Jim McGovern May Day parade.
You’re Johnny Pockets, and the only good thing is that nobody expects you to be a stand-up guy, even when your wife is in the dock. After all, what did you say on the day last year when she pleaded guilty to the felony that sent her to Club Fed:
“Today’s not about me.”
You’re Johnny Pockets, and they’re calling Patrice the rock of the family, but doormat is more like it. Her gangster brother takes it on the lam and she takes the rap for all the money laundering, and you, her husband, might as well be in the Witness Protection Program.
You’re Johnny Pockets, and why do these North Shore Democrats keep getting into these jams?
First it was U.S. Rep. Nicky “Pockets” Mavroules, who made the fatal error of ratting out his son-in-law, who also happened to be his bagman. But at least Nicky was old school enough to take care of the guys in his outfit.
One afternoon, one of the boys from City Hall was drinking at the bar of a local joint when Nicky, then the Peabody mayor, sauntered in to pick up his weekly, well, you know. He noticed the hack sitting there, walked over, took some change out of his pocket and tossed it onto the bar.
“Kid,” said Nicky Pockets, “from now on, always throw some change down when you’re drinking on the arm, so it at least looks like you’re paying for it.”
That kind of avuncular advice is why, when Nicky Pockets got out of prison, they put his portrait up in City Hall — in the basement.
When you’re gone, Johnny Pockets, they’ll name a street after you. It’ll have to be one way.
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1382892
memories of Nick Mavroules—There was a secret message, “five bottles of wine”
meaning “five thousand dollars”. In response, Howie used to play that classic by Jimmy Gilmer and the Fireballs:
Bottle of wine! Fruit of the the vine
When you gonna let me get sober?
Leave me alone, let me gone home
Let me go home and start, over.
Hudak helped to get his name out there (again) during the 6 pm hour last night. Both he and the Herald’s Laurel Sweet were there at the hearing where Patrice Tierney testified.
Hudak can hammer at Tierney on the congressman’s “ignorance” of all her dealings with her family (and says he has been trying to do so, ever since the news first broke). Like Tierney himself, Hudak is a lawyer.
i.e. Hudak called in along with Sweet
last show of wk for Howie...off to Florida tomorrow. Prob. fill ins wed and fri., best of Thu. Bruce Frederich formerly of PETA on 4 pm
Fri column ping. Not sure who’s filling in for HC today,
Avi Nelson? Col. Hunt? Jen Brien?
Fix is in for gaming panel
By Howie Carr | Friday, November 25, 2011 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
U.S. Attorney Carmen Ortiz should be impaneling a new grand jury — on spec.
The Gaming Commission — the name itself is probable cause to suspect that a crime has been committed, or soon will be. Especially in Massachusetts, could any name be any ... gamier?
Why didn’t they just call it the Gambling Commission? Who did they think they were fooling? That wasn’t the only phony-baloney name they changed. They’ve stopped calling them “resort casinos” because really, is Milford a resort for anybody except drunken-driving illegal aliens from Brazil?
Now they are “destination casinos,” although after the game guys ’n’ gals on the Gaming Commission have made their picks, the more likely destination for all concerned is a federal pen. From jobs, jobs, jobs to jail, jail, jail.
There will, of course, be a stampede for the commission slots — $150,000 for the chairman, and $112,500 for each of the members. Nice way to round off an extinguished, I mean distinguished, career in the hackerama. Get those three highest years in and you’re looking at a $10G-a-month kiss in the mail for the chairman, and $90G a year for the members.
Commissioners should have a background in mathematics. They must be able to count to five, as in, “I’ll take the Fifth.”
For commissions like this, they always used to appoint a retired FBI agent. That’s no longer an option, obviously. And naturally we’ll need a minority hack — too bad Dick Arrington’s not around anymore, but maybe Skippy Gates is available.
But probably not. The reason the commissioners are going to make such big money is so they won’t need any outside income, above the table outside income, that is. The commissioners are supposed to remain, you’ll pardon the expression, virgins. This outbreak of virginity will make it even more imperative for every commissioner to have a bagman, er, aide.
When the investigations begin — triggered by the losers dropping a dime — the feds won’t even have to break a sweat. Start with Tuesday’s wonderful photo of the bill signing — Exhibit A, they’ll call it. Some day, everyone in it will fervently wish they’d been somewhere else that day. Just ask Mitt Romney about his 2006 Romneycare portrait in Faneuil Hall with Sal DiMasi and Ted Kennedy.
The luckiest hacks in the State House were state Senate President Terry Murray and state Sen. Stanley Rosenberg. They didn’t make it into the frame.
Then there were all those pens Deval used to sign the bill, like it was the Civil Rights Act of 1965 or something. If Deval handed you one of those pens, don’t lose it. If you do, in about three years you could be charged with destroying evidence. Opening question in the grand-jury chambers:
“Sir, on Nov. 22, 2011, did you happen to receive a pen, and if so, from whom, under what circumstances, and was it in return for something of value?”
Is it too early to make a bet? The over-under on politicians going to prison on this scam is five. I’ll take the over.
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1383596
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