Page One of the local dailies reflect – wait for it – two different worlds. (Via the Newseum’s Today’s Front Pages.)
Start with the Globe piece, your standard-issue mash note.
Early support helped shape views and career
Years before she became a distinguished Harvard Law professor, a nationally recognized consumer activist, and a presidential appointee, Elizabeth Warren was a working mother whose grasp on the first rung of the career ladder was slipping.
She had moved to Texas for her husband’s career and landed her first job teaching law school. But her toddler and 7-year-old had burned through seven child care arrangements in six months. Nobody was happy.
“My Aunt Bee had called me, and I started to cry,” Warren recalled. “And I said, ‘I just can’t do this. I think I’m going to quit.’ ”
Her aunt calmed her down and instructed her to wipe her nose, Warren recalled.
Then Aunt Bee told her, “ ‘Well, Sweetie, I can’t get there tomorrow. But I can be there Thursday,’ ” Warren said. “And she arrived with seven suitcases and a Pekingese and stayed for 15 years.”
The Herald piece, on the other hand, is more like a bash note.
Union bigs cashing in
But they back Warren, slam Brown for supporting the rich
Hub union bosses, including a prominent Democratic lawmaker, are getting six-figure salaries and perks such as SUVs and credit cards while slamming U.S. Sen. Scott Brown and Republicans for siding with the rich, federal documents show.
State Rep. Martin Walsh (D-Boston) earned $167,911 in 2011 as secretary/treasurer of the Building and Construction Trades Council, while also taking home his $67,000 legislative salary, according to Labor Department financial records submitted by the union group.
The Building Trades organization also paid for a brand new $38,750 Jeep for Walsh to use, documents show.
“I’m not part of that 1 percent,” Walsh told the Herald.
So, you might be wondering, where’s Scott Brown’s front-pager in the Globe?
Oh, he got that yesterday.
It was approaching midnight inside a throbbing Studio 54, New York City’s nightclub extra ordinaire and nocturnal epicenter of excess in the 1980s. As bartenders naked to the waist filled goblets of champagne, club cofounder Steve Rubell, famous for plucking favored guests from the surging crowd outside, was showing off his latest “pick.”
His name was Scott Brown. But Rubell, who recognized the 22-year-old Massachusetts man, who had recently won Cosmopolitan magazine’s 1982 “America’s Sexiest Man” contest and posed nude for its centerfold, promptly dubbed him “the Cosmo boy.” When Rubell spotted R. Couri Hay, The National Enquirer celebrity columnist and stringer for People magazine, he led Brown toward him, hoping his guest’s sudden renown might garner the club a mention . . .
Which candidate do you think is happier with the Globe right now?