Boston, despite what you see on television and the movies, is actually a fair place indeed. It even has a decent social scene for the young and hip, because o’ the plethora of colleges in the area. For a while, Boston has been enjoying some o’ the limelight, much in part brought on by the Red Sox World Series victory in 2004 (a nice piece of booty that was). With that, people suddenly looked at the city, they had to, because it was bein’ crammed down their gizzards in the media, and they got kind of interested if they weren’t totally repulsed.
Nay, I didn’t grow up in Boston. Instead, I visited it every few weeks for most of me childhood. Now I see it almost exclusively at Christmas. I grew up in Vermont (where there is no ocean), and both my parents came from Boston, so we would constantly take trips down to see me relatives. Me relationship with the city is one o’ admiration at times and aversion at others. We all enjoy seein’ our home town or someplace famous we’ve been to shown in a movie, but I’m startin’ to wonder if all this hype about Boston is any good. Let’s just focus on the movies.
And nay, I not be not talkin’ about Good Will Huntin’ and Robin Williams’ terrible accent. I’m talkin’ about Boston portrayed as a den of criminals, cutthroats and pirates. Continue reading The McBournie Minute: That be enough from ye, Boston