Dorchester-born Holly-wood heartthrob Mark Wahlberg is asking the state to wipe his record clean of a 26-year-old assault rap and other convictions, arguing that by “formally” forgiving his dark past, it could inspire troubled youths to turn their lives around.
The 43-year-old actor/producer/restaurateur served 45 days of a three-month sentence for an April 1988 crime he says he has spoken “openly and publicly about” during his rise to stardom.
With the request, filed Nov. 26, he’s asking the state to expunge it from his record, in part, so he could become “more active in law enforcement activities.”
Note: The Globe does not include the “reportedly left one of the victims blind in one eye” that the Herald does; the Herald does not include the racial slurs and the NECN credit that the Globe does.
Regardless, only one of them follows up on the story today.
The report by Maria Cramer and Nestor Ramos starts with the 1988 racial incident, but also includes this:
In a separate episode, some from a class that was harassed in 1986 by a group of teens that included Wahlberg were not impressed with his request for a pardon.
Mary Belmonte, the class teacher, remembered leading her terrified elementary school students down a side street to avoid the hail of rocks. “I’m sure he’s sincere and he wants to clear his name,” Belmonte said. “It would be nice if he could apologize and really own up to what he was.’’
Huh.
Curiously, today’s Globe piece also says nothing about Lam losing his sight in one eye.
Double huh.
But the Globe website does include an archive of its coverage of the allegations from 1988-2000. Well worth a look.
Two legendary Boston boîtes that couldn’t be more different are getting appropriate sendoffs, each from the appropriate local daily.
Start with this Metro Page One Devra First piece in today’s Boston Globe:
More than just a good roast chicken
Last week I had the famous roast chicken with garlic, lemon, and parsley at Hamersley’s Bistro for the last time. After 27 years, the South End establishment closes its doors on Wednesday with a fund-raiser for the Boston Center for the Arts.
The farewell was already in full swing when I was there. People took photos outside and inside the restaurant, selfies, portraits with spouses, portraits with chef-owner Gordon Hamersley, who runs the place with wife, Fiona. After one last dinner, a regular tried to slide in for a second last dinner before regular service ended Monday: “Gordon said to ask you about the possibility of a reservation for three,” he wheedled at the host stand. (She made it happen.) There were silver-haired men in suits and coifed women with statement jewelry, the people who came up with the restaurant and now must say good-bye. But also here: South End eccentrics, the city’s foodizens, young couples on their first visit, so they could say they’d been.
But wait – we’ve got second helpings. Also saying goodbye to Hamersley’s in today’s Globe is Boston Baron David Mugar, who took out this quarter-page ad on A7.
Crosstown at the Boston Herald, it was a very different local establishment getting the Long Goodbye: Legendary watering hole Daisy Buchnan’s. Inside Track Gal Gayle Fee has this sad tale of Daisy’s demise.
Daisy Buchanan’s sign plucked from beloved bar
So the end is truly near, because someone stole the Daisy’s sign from the side of the soon-to-be shuttered Hub meet market Daisy Buchanan’s.
Bar spokesman George Regan confirmed that the sign disappeared from the Fairfield Street side of the popular jock hangout over the weekend.
“We’re offering a $500 reward for the return of the sign, no questions asked,” Regan said.
Bar owner Joe Cimino didn’t report the theft to the police because, Regan said, “They have bigger things to worry about than someone stealing our sign.
“But if they see someone walking down the street with it,” he added, “it’s probably suspicious!”
Sometimes, the knockoff is superior to the original. At least that seems to be the case in memorializing local fashion blogger Karina Moreira, who died last week at the tragically young age of 16.
Fashion blogger Karina Moreira, 16, dies after battle with cancer
Karina Moreira, 16, whose blog “chic by karina” caught the attention of supermodel Gisele Bundchen, Taylor Swift, and thousands of followers on social media, died Thursday evening, according to her mother Daniela Xavier.
“I am so proud of [Karina],” she said. “With everything that she went through, she still had hope and faith in God. She never gave up or complained.”
It’s Sendoff Sunday for Yankee great Derek Jeter as he says so long to baseball and the Fenway Faithful. So it’s not surprising that the local dailies have some parting gifts for the splendid shortstop who, as far as we know, never got a nickname.
From the Boston Globe, it’s a bouquet of stats – Jeter’s career relative to the Red Sox. (On the web here, but graphics not really working.)
Close-up of Jeter’s numbers:
Nice, but a little cold and calculating.
Crosstown at the Boston Herald, the sendoff is much warmer.
And the feisty local tabloid goes into extra innings, as Track Gal Gayle Fee tracks Jeter’s dating average.
Since the days of the sainted Edward R. Murrow, the first rule of TV newswriting has been Say Cow, See Cow. It’s also a pretty good rule of thumb for print media. But not so much in today’s local dailies. In reporting on the celebrity sighting at Gillette Stadium yesterday, they adopted a Say Cow, See Whatever approach.
Turns out you have to go to the Globe’s website to see it.
Fans got a good laugh when Mark Wahlberg accidentally left Robert Kraft hanging for a high five after the Patriots scored their touchdown Sunday at Gillette Stadium. Wahlberg, who’s still in town to shoot “Ted 2,” sat in the owner’s box during the game and (above) chatted with QB Tom Brady before kickoff.
Or go to YouTube:
Globe print subscribers are welcome to have a cow over the slight.
Once again, ad-vantage, Boston Globe. From today’s Sports section comes this ad for the 39th Annual Convention and Career Fair of the National Association of Black Journalists (in two parts for legibility).
Looks great. Except . . . George Washington? Really? Or is it just me?
Anyway, crosstown rival Boston Herald once again got adnored. On the other hand, the feisty local tabloid does have a monopoly on the slapfight between Casey (“A Rose for Mary”) Sherman and Brighton private detective John DiNatale over the Boston Strangler case. (Nutshell: Sherman got it wrong about who killed his aunt; DiNatale got his father Phil’s files from the investigation; Track Gal Gayle Fee’s got it all here.)
As the hardreading staff mentioned earlier, former WCVB morning minx Bianca de la Garza bid Boston ad-ieu in the local dailies on Sunday. Our post generated two Facebook comments from opposite ends of the spectrum.
Really admire her – smart, beautiful, hard-working. But who wrote this? Imagine a girl from Milton, graduate of Emerson in local television? Look around B, Emerson is a broadcasting powerhouse, and Milton ain’t the sticks.
Who picked that outfit? Not to be a prude, but: What does that neckline have to do with journalism?
Okay so today, Bianca got some love from Track Gal Gayle Fee at the Boston Herald and this version of the non-journalistic neckline could easily bring a blush to the face(book) of the latter commenter.
For years the hardreading staff has described the feisty local tabloid as a sort of sprightly daily summary of the Boston Globe.
No more.
The crosstown rivals are absolutely living in parallel universes at this point.
Exhibit Umpteen: There are three big local stories on the front page of today’s Globe – the region’s big hit from climate change; GOP gubernatorial wannabe Mark Fisher’s alleged shakedown of state party officials in return for his dropping out of the race; and Boston College’s returning its Belfast Project tapes to the interviewees to avoid more mishegoss like last week’s Gerry Adams rumpus.
Exactly none of those three stories appears in the Herald.
Then again, there is this kickoff to the Herald’s two-part series on Bay State legislative shenanigans, which gets just about all of Page One:
And let’s not forget this exclusive from Track Gal Gayle Fee:
Those Namesniks at the stately local broadsheet need to get crackin’, yeah?