Depending on how you look at things…
Movie poster for At Death’s Door.
Good morning Afghanistan!
101st Airborne.
“One if by land…”
Only in Boston: On the Orange Line between State and Downtown Crossing this afternoon.
Bunker tours, $30
pile:
“In the late 1950s, the U.S. government approached The Greenbrier for assistance in creating a secret emergency relocation center to house Congress in the aftermath of a nuclear holocaust. The classified, underground facility, dubbed “Project Greek Island”, was built at the same time as the West Virginia Wing (an above-ground addition to the hotel), from 1959 to 1962. For thirty years, The Greenbrier owners maintained an agreement with the federal government that, in the event of an international crisis, the entire resort property would be conveyed to government use, specifically as the emergency location for the legislative branch. The underground facility contained a dormitory, kitchen, hospital, and a broadcast center for members of Congress. The latter had changeable seasonal backdrops to appear as if members of Congress were broadcasting from Washington, D.C. A 100-foot radio tower was installed 4.5 miles away for these broadcasts. The convention center, used by The Greenbrier guests for business meetings, was actually a disguised workstation area for members of Congress complete with hidden, 30-ton blast doors. The walls of the bunker were made of reinforced concrete designed to withstand a nuclear blast in Washington, D.C.” (more here)
The New York Daily News: working hard to build New England readership.
Just like Barry.
I’m thinking about getting a pair of rose-colored glasses.
Cheap Eats.
This morning we walked over to the venerable Steve’s on Newbury Street for breakfast. Behind the potted plants on a side wall where we sat was this framed Cheap Eats review Mary Jane wrote as part of an on-going series—-a sideline assignment as she worked for the Boston Globe marketing and public affairs department early in her career there.
This happens all the time, in little restaurants far and wide. Even though these reviews are more than 25 years old, it and others like it are framed and hung in some out-of -the way corner of places in the remotest corners of Jamaica Plain, South Boston, strip mall delis on the North Shore and Portugese joints in East Cambridge.
Of course when this happens (and I’m along), MJ will never identify herself as the writer to the owner. Decades later she prefers the anonymity of a young, unknown (kinder and gentler) restaurant reviewer.
Occasionally I break the rules and re-introduce her
Love it.
Idiots.
Breaking news 9:27 PM
Globe’s largest union rejects cuts
The Boston Newspaper Guild, the Globe’s largest union, narrowly rejected a package of major concessions that included $10 million in wage and benefit cuts. The vote was 277 “no” to 265 “yes.” The paper’s owner, the New York Times Co., has said it will impose a 23 percent pay cut on Globe employees to gain the savings it needs to keep operating the paper.
