Jacoby concludes his column today: "That government is best that governs least." Aaron Weber wonders:

I hope this means that he's headed immediately for Somalia, where nongovernance has turned the nation into a libertarian paradise.

He adds:

If the Globe is so hard up for cash, why not drop the waste of space and put the savings into articles on items of actual local interest by decent writers with worthwhile opinions, like Joel Brown?

The Globe has a few tips on making your home "green", like installing solar panels to make electricity to heat water to heat your home. Instead of, you know, buying solar hot water collectors? (the "tip" also fails to mention available tax breaks and loans, and is overly pessimistic about the return rate.)

Or, how about this brilliant advice to use space heaters? Maybe the Globe should search their own archives to see just how irresponsible that 'tip' is. It doesn't help to have an in-house photo by Suzanne Kreiter for the 'tip' that shows almost everything you're NOT supposed to do: the most dangerous kind of heater (radiant), in a bedroom, with combustible material (the bedsheets) clearly not 3 feet away from the heater.

It's true! Also, things aren't going quite as swimmingly at the MBTA as he might like.

And Globe photo caption writers need to bone up on Boston geography (see comments below).

That would certainly explain why he spent a total of 15 minutes writing today's column - a new set of insults for "Herr Whacko" - rather than doing any original reporting:

And Clark, just one more thing: When you look at the visitors' log at Nashua Street jail, and see an empty space, you'll know it was me.

Quite so.

Quite so? Yep, that's going to be some piece Kev is working on.

Earlier:
Herr, herr, herr.

Rich People Reporter Sarah Schweitzer is back with a report on the latest Hot Thing: Rich pregnant women who hire "baby planners" to stock their nurseries because they are terrified of all the tough decisions they'd have to make by themselves at Babies R Us.

None of the planners she interviewed have actually had babies themselves, but that's OK, because they get kickbacks referral fees from companies whose products no doubt are the absolute best ever made.

Maybe it's just sour grapes that his paper didn't get this month's Interview of the Century, or maybe he's really disgusted at what passes for journalism on Morrissey Boulevard these days, but whatever the reason, Herald Square doyen Jules Crittenden lays into the Globe's interview with the Suspect Formerly Known as Clark Rockefeller today with the sort of joyous vituperation not normally seen on media outlets this side of the Atlantic:

... Scribbler Maria Cramer is immediately tongue-tied as "Clark Rockefeller" dodges her clever opening "Who are you?" question. Globies allow ambulance chaser Stephen Hrones to tell them to be quiet. Also, remarkably, the bowtied bumkissers can't tell a German accent from a Brahmin one, despite having followed the Boston Herald's trail up the Alps to Gerhartsreiter's schnitzel-schnauzing roots. Apparently the Globe is having trouble finding good blueblood help these days. ...

And then he really gets started.

A Globe reporter has discovered that just because some guy is named Baker and lives in Newton and is willing to talk to you about the arrest of a Newton firefighter in Boston, doesn't mean that he's the Baker who's president of the city board of aldermen.

Furthering my thesis that Kevin Cullen would make a great blogger is today's column, the top half of which involves his reaction to people writing him to tell him Delaware was not a Confederate state. You can just picture him down in ma's basement, going "Oh, yeah?!? I'll show YOU, you SOBs! I'm so gonna blog about this!" You know, just like when Boston Magazine was sort of mean to him.

Bonus Cullen weekly column count:

Columns about Delaware: 2
Columns about Boston:   0

Adam Reilly counsels him:

Yo, Kevin--As a Globe metro columnist, you've got one of the best jobs in Boston journalism. But you're supposed to write about Boston, not yourself. The next time someone points out that you made a factual error, just acknowledge it in a straightforward way. Don't waste 670 words explaining why it wasn't a big deal. ...

Yesterday, we had Kevin Cullen declaring Delaware a Confederate state.

Today, Elias finds two factual errors in Adrian Walker's pointed, if schizo column on the former firefighter running for Jim Marzilli's seat (pointed because it's a poke in the eye of Boston firefighters, schizo because two-thirds of the way down, Walker tells us that voters in that district, which does not include Boston, don't care about the firefighter issue, and so he suddenly veers into education):

Honestly, does anyone fact check anything anymore at the Boston Globe?

This Globe story is a decent enough, if largely repetitive, background piece on those three MIT students and the MBTA. Reporter Michael Levenson actually talked to one of them - even if mainly to reveal the guy's been playing with computers since fourth grade and likes doing uber-geeky stuff.

But the headline is: T hacking exposes a deeper clash

What clash has been laid bare here? I think it might be the reference, way, way down in the story, past the recap of the whole incident, to the three types of hackers: "White hat" hackers, "Black hat" hackers and "gray hat" hackers, who are sort of the Snapes of hackerdom.

Only thing is, that's not new and there's no clash of ideas over the point in the story, unless you count a mild comment from an "old" hacker (dude was hacking way back in the 1990s) about how he can see how the T might not like being hacked.