Racist old white guys will always have a platform in the local press

Yesterday, the Globe gave Cape and Islands DA Michael O'Keefe all the space he needed to sputter about (((George Soros))) and the true cause of all the crime in Boston today: Black kids in saggy pants who listen to the hip hop.

Or as O'Keefe, who, as far as we can tell, was not a candidate for DA in Suffolk County last fall, put it: It's all that "glorification in some communities of a culture that celebrates disrespectful language and misogyny under the guise of art" as opposed to, you know, all that glorification in some communities of a culture that celebrates disrespectful language and misogyny under the guise of owning the libs.

O'Keefe should maybe stick to fixing his own office first before criticizing a DA in another part of the state who was pretty overwhelmingly elected by voters just a few months ago.

Meanwhile, Howie Carr is a bit more subtle in pining for the old days when racist blowhards like Dapper O'Neil roamed the floors of City Hall with a gun.

Carr casts his column today (which odds are you can't read because the Herald has a paywall and most people don't like looking at source code) as a fond memorial to the days when the City Council was full of lovable lugs like Freddy Langone and, yes, O'Neil, who were just so much fun, not like the dullards who sit on the council today.

Carr sort of lets his slip show, though, when he declares that Ayanna Pressley only moved up to Congress because she's black (or as he put it: "that was about demographics, not the august office she occupied"). And then he really gets revved up:

Freddy’s grandson was crushed in the once-Italian dominated North End-Eastie district by a black woman from East Boston. I see she’s running unopposed for re-election this year.

Which really, really bothers him.