Normally, the Boston Globe is a lively index to the New York Times, given all the wire-service pieces the stately local broadsheet picks up from the Times.
But Saturday’s Gray Lady featured a total Globe caboose by Jess Bidgood.
Efforts to Mark Turf When Snowstorms Hit Endure Despite Critics
BOSTON — It is a time-honored winter tradition here: Shovel out your car, and guard your newly cleared parking spot with whatever you have handy — a traffic cone, a potted plant, a bust of Elvis.
And so it was on Thursday, after the snowstorm that paralyzed parts of the South had found its way to Boston, that the cones and more personal items, known as space savers, began to appear.
“It’s a very simple rule — if you clean it, it’s yours,” said David Skirkey, 56, a guard at the Museum of Fine Arts, who cleared his wife’s parking spot in South Boston on Thursday afternoon, leaving buckets as his marker.
And while the practice appears to be alive and well in South Boston, which is believed to be the cradle of space saving in the city, another neighborhood, the historic South End, this week moved to ban it . . .
That’s all well and good, but the Times piece never credits its likely source: Billy Baker’s Globe story earlier this month.
A space-saver hero in South Boston
One resident has taken the parking situation during snowstorms into his own hands, to a hero’s welcome
Early on Thursday morning, on the drive into work, David Ivaska rammed a couple barrels in South Boston. He did this because they’re the only thing people put out as space savers that you can really punt with a bumper. Cones just get stuck under your car.
More than a day had passed since the neighborhood received a laces-high dusting of snow, but on his way home the streets of Southie were still 100 percent in on the space-saver game. So Captain Cone went on a tear. For whole blocks, Ivaska, who is 40 and lives in the three-decker he grew up in, chucked every space saver he could find, except for the cones, which he stacked in his trunk until it wouldn’t close. When he posted the photo of his trunk online — Ivaska became a Facebook folk hero as a space-saver vigilante — he did so to a hero’s welcome.
David Ivaska does turn up in the Times piece, but the Globe and Billy Baker do not.
Hey, Timesniks: Wanna weigh in here?
I think you are missing the point here. In the self-important minds of NY Times journos (and it often applies to the Globe, too): if a tree falls in the forest and they are not there to cover it, then it really hasn’t fallen. It’s only when they are there, that the event has actually occured.
The NYT reporters (no doubt they prefer to be called journalists) are probably smart little brats who regard all other media as snoozepapers. But a lot of their US stories (at least those outside the Beltway) stem from items first reported in a regional paper. Or so it seems.
Didn’t the NYT Public Editor gently scold NYT’s bow-tied scribes for not sufficiently acknowledging regional sources in stories? I thought so.
I’m so snarky today, I love it. Maybe I’ll drop a dime and tell the NYT that Pussy Riot and Duck Dynasty are planning a joint project.