brendan halpin

Every fall, undesirables from outside the city descend on Franklin Park. They vandalize the park with spray paint. They leave their garbage around. They are rude to other park users. And apart from the vandalism, they damage the park to an extent that grounds crews have to come in and remediate the damage they’ve done.

I’m talking, of course, about cross country runners.

While I believe Boston Latin School hosts a meet in Franklin Park, the rest of the meets are run by private colleges and schools and feature a lot of participants from outside the city.

And while some organizers are better than others, these people trash the park. They leave their course markers up. They spray paint the grass, the pavement, and even the trees. And if they run in the mud, they kill the grass and render grassy areas unfit for any other uses.

The BAA runs a half-marathon in Franklin Park, and they had to truck in a lot of tents for corporate sponsors as well as I guess the DJ and sound system, because of course you can’t run without someone spinning hits from the2010’s, and because it rained all weekend, the Playstead, which is used for BLA football practice, First Tee golf camp, cricket games, and baseball and softball games, is now absolute trash.

I’m wondering why this use and these users are prioritized over all others. I’m wondering if race organizers ever face a penalty for vandalizing the park. I’m wondering what benefit this use of Franklin Park brings to those of us who pay to maintain it.

“But they’ve been running cross country races there for over a hundred years!” True! And so what? It’s not 1915 anymore! Women can vote! We have antibiotics now! Rural electification happened! My point here is the fact that something has been done for a long time is the absolute worst reason to continue doing it. If Boston Public Schools want to host a meet here, great. Everybody else should find another park to trash. Or is it possible that they treat the courses in Lexington and Belmont with more respect?

In any case, it’s past time to get the undesirables out of the park.

If you’ve ever published a book, you’ve probably gotten one of these AI-generated emails all “I love your book [insert AI slop summary here] would you like me to work on publicizing it for you?”

I now get at least five of these a week. I’ve gotten them for Shutout, Losing My Faculties, It Takes a Worried Man, Donorboy, and Forever Changes. So all books that are in the neighborhood of 2 decades old. I wonder if I’m being targeted because they think I’m old and will fall for scams more easily.

In any case, these have recently started to get better. I got one asking if they could add my book to a Goodreads list, which, like, they don’t need my permission for, but I could see someone engaging, going “well, sure, knock yourself out,” and then presumably they come back and say “here’s all the other stuff I can do for you, send me some money.”

But today I got one pretending to be from Kate Tuttle, who writes about books for the Boston Globe. The email address it came from was info.kate.tuttle@gmail.com. Which is kind of weird but at least semi plausible as a real email. The email asks if I’d be interested in having a feature written about me, includes some AI-generated pap about Losing My Faculties, and does not ask for money. Presumably that comes with the next email.

I know enough about how books and book publicity works to know that writers do not just randomly reach out to authors asking if they could write a feature because the author wrote a book 20 years ago. I’m sure the real Kate Tuttle is inundated with requests from actual book publicists and has no need to be cold emailing obscure authors. But, again, I can imagine someone falling for this.

So, PSA. Don’t fall for this.

Also: this shit is exhausting. You just have to be constantly on guard for scams, which are coming at you through every communication method you ever use. AI didn’t create scamming, but it does seem to be facilitating it. One more reason to close the data centers.

Just saw that Chris Donisi of Burlington MA is the new Voice of Logan Airport.

And the man does have an objectively beautiful voice. And yet.

He’s welcoming people to Boston. Not to Greater Boston. And he lives 18 miles from Logan Airport, a solid 45+ minute drive from Logan at most hours of the day. And apparently grew up in Arlington, which is also not Boston but at least is only 10 miles from Logan but also probably a 45-minute drive because of the magic of Boston traffic.

And he’s a white guy with the working class accent that used to define Boston, which makes him a “real Bostonian” in the national imagination, despite the fact that he doesn’t live in Boston. And despite the fact that Boston is a majority-minority city with a large Black and Hispanic population.

I don’t know Chris Donisi’s family history, but a whole lot of white people with that accent are descended from people who moved out of Boston and into the suburbs in the 70’s so their kids wouldn’t have to go to school with Black people.

If that sounds ugly, it’s because it is.

A cornerstone of white supremacy in the USA is that white people are “real” Americans, and everyone else is just a guest in our country who should be grateful for the opportunity to live here. (never mind that white people stole this country and a lot of non-white people are descended from people who were trafficked here.). Choosing a white suburbanite to be the voice of Boston only reinforces the view that Boston is a city of and for white people. It’s out of step with the reality of 2026 and represents a fascist nostalgia for a bygone era when “real” (aka white) Bostonians were a majority of the population here.

You know who actually grew up in Boston and does a lot of voice work? Ayo Edebiri. But she barely even registers as a Bostonian in the national or, for that matter local conversation. I wonder why?

The Wayans family built a comedy empire (and made Jim Carrey a star) with In Living Color in the early 90’s. Now, at last, we can peek behind the curtain into the workings of this seminal show to witness the birth of brilliant comedy, as this transcript of an early pitch meeting shows.

Keenen Ivory Wayans: Okay, people, what have you got?

David Alan Grier: Get this—Damon and I are film critics. Like Siskel and Ebert?

KIW: I’m with you so far…

DAG:Only…gay!

KIW: Wait. That’s the joke? The film critics are gay?

DAG: Yeah, that’s the joke.

KIW: I LOVE it! Run with it! *laughs* Gay men—in the entertainment industry! Who ever heard of such a thing! Y’all are killing me! Jim, what do you got?

Jim Carrey: I play a fire marshal…with severe burns!

KIW: You want people to laugh at a burn victim.

JC: Yeah!

KIW: Well, I’m laughing already! Who’s next?

Jamie Foxx: Okay, so I’m gonna play a woman, right?

KIW: But wait a minute, Jamie! You’re a man!

JF: I know! But the woman is really ugly!

KIW: *laughs, wipes tears from eyes* oh, that’s good stuff. That’s real good stuff!

JC: Oh, boss, I’ve got another one!

KIW: Keep ‘em coming! This shit is GOLD!

JC: Okay, I play a fitness instructor, BUT..she’s a woman…AND she’s ugly!

KIW: Oh, you literally cannot go to that well too many times. It’s just a brilliant concept to hang a sketch on!

Damon Wayans: Alright, get this. I’m gonna play a superhero…who is handicapped! So like…how can he be a superhero, right? And I’ll do like a cerebral palsy voice!

KIW: That’s fucked up, D. You can’t make fun of disabled people like that.

DW: Oh, I—

KIW: I’m just playing! I love it! Go write it!