Fuck you, Real Housewives of South Boston! This project was born down on A Street and raised up on B street.
Okay, so another long-fought battle with the yuppies has been the concept of using trash to save parking spaces after a snow storm. Yuppies think they’re badasses because they move the space-savers to use the spot for themselves, but true South Bostonians win out in the end with a few swipes of their car key to that blue Prius. Anyway, the South Bostonians also won out on Menino, as we now have an excuse to get rid of all those broken TV’s the garbage men refused to pick up. Thanks Menino, you fucking douche!
But you don’t have to take my WORD for it! (Reading Rainbow reference) Billy Baker, from the Boston Globe, did some research in this article.
Recently, the Staker’s critics have been engaging in somewhat of a feeding frenzy. I can call it that because we don’t get your standard, run-of-the-mill internet trolls on this blog. We only get people who actively dislike us specifically. And I love that! It means that I’m getting my point across.
To offer a little background, the Staker has garnered Shack heat for making the following two innocuous assertions:
I’ve learned to accept the high cost of living. I’ve learned to live with the condo-ization, and with it the fact that I’ll probably never be able to afford to buy a house in Southie, at least not anytime soon. I can handle the Blackberrying yuppies, even when they walk in acting like they own the place, and I’m close to being able to contain my anger when someone asks me to say “park the car in Harvard Yard” in my own neighborhood and then laughs in my face. I don’t even mind that the parking situation seems to get more horrible every year, because Southie is still Southie, and God help us, so it will always be. But if Southie is really going to hang onto its culture, we have to draw the line somewhere. I’m drawing it here: Fenway Bark. Continue reading
While by night I am an uncouth, often disgruntled Sugar Shack blogger, by day I’m a public policy grad student. Since I spend most of my time thinking about politicking and the policies that result from it, it can be tough for me to not bring up political issues at every available opportunity. Nevertheless, I recently made the decision to stay away from discussing politics on the ol’ triple-S, outside of the occasional outing of certain conspiracy theories involving nationwide inter-party guerilla warfare. This really isn’t the place for it.
However, this is Southie. Continue reading