Wednesday, February 24, 2010
'He’s my cousin, OK?'
An old-fashioned column about an old-fashioned pol helping a relative in an old-fashioned Boston hack fashion. But there’s a strange element of honesty and dignity to it. Most other pols use an elaborate and intricate web of contacts to land a job for a cousin, brother-in-law, sister, etc., in some far-away agency where there’s a semblance of deniability, and then they return the favor via an elaborate and intricate web of contacts for another pol’s uncle, niece, grandson, etc. Not Joe DeNucci. Not the auditor of the commonwealth of Massachusetts. He just flat out hires Buster. …
An old-fashioned column about an old-fashioned pol helping a relative in an old-fashioned Boston hack fashion. But there’s a strange element of honesty and dignity to it. Most other pols use an elaborate and intricate web of contacts to land a job for a cousin, brother-in-law, sister, etc., in some far-away agency where there’s a semblance of deniability, and then they return the favor via an elaborate and intricate web of contacts for another pol’s uncle, niece, grandson, etc. Not Joe DeNucci. Not the auditor of the commonwealth of Massachusetts. He just flat out hires Buster. …
