A frequent caller remembers
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... I called in maybe six times to gab about the Kerry campaign (getting me a reprimand in the office, at one point); I called in constantly just to rant about how bad the traffic was. David loved me, a young teenage girl interested in what old farts were rambling about late at night. The third time I ever called, after we spoke and they broke for commercial, he came on the line, privately. "Emily?" I was startled. "Yes, Mr. Brudnoy?" "Please, I'm just David. I really like it when you call. Please do it again soon." And I did. And every time, he put me right before a commercial, and when it came on, he came in and we had a brief private conversation. I always asked how he was feeling and said "Not dead, can't complain, right?" ...
On Wednesday, she tried to listen to his final show:
I eventually left the room to let the tape record; it was too overwhelming to listen to. I just...can't find the words to say how sad I am.
torvenman says (on December 12, 2004 12:43 PM):
Emily et al.
I have a different view (FYI, I am Jewish and gay just as David was):
When Ronald Reagan died, his near-unanimous lionization in the media drowned out discussion of the negative parts of his record as well as the positive. The same is happening in Boston following the death of David Brudnoy.
Brudnoy was brilliant and an asset on the Boston radio scene. Like many, I was entertained by his witty intellect, rapier-like sarcasm and eloquent commentary. Unfortunately, there was another side that is not being mentioned. Instead of using his microphone to “comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable,” as journalist Finley Peter Dunne suggested, David often did the opposite. I found his peevish critiques to be disproportionately directed, for example, against African-American culture, concerns and sensibilities. Eventually his elitist mockery of those he saw as less brilliant and worthy made me sour on him.
Brudnoy also liked to cozy up to the powerful and it’s no surprise to see top local politicos from Kennedy to Romney to Finneran to Menino to Silber praising him. While he savaged the Clintons for years from a safe distance, he seldom went after the nearby powerful. That does not bespeak journalistic courage in my book.
One doesn’t want to speak ill of the dead but it’s even worse to let the public record go unchallenged when that record is omitting some less salubrious truths.
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