My mother told me that you can judge who a person is by the company he keeps. It was her way of telling me she did not approve of some of the kids I hung around with. But I was young. It seems one discriminates less at that time. Sure, I knew my mother through her adult eyes thought some of my friends were ne’re-do-wells but in a sense we were all basically the same in those teenage years. We lived for the moment and our friendships; we expected they would last forever but they vanished quickly as we matured – as the enemies in the form of females infiltrated our ranks luring friends away into their webs of intrigue.
Thinking back on those days which included high school I had a friend named Mike Donato. He was a great athlete both in baseball and football, the quarterback of our team. You may know him because his kids did quite well in the hockey arena, one playing for the Bruins. Mike himself was an NFL referee. Mike and I both being from the inner city, Mike was from Roslindale, had that attitude you gain on the streets or unsupervised playgrounds where nothing is really too sacred and the goal is to outdo the others in wit and will.
We sat up back in the classroom. It was easier to chat and joke around. One day the priest who was teaching the class called Mike. He asked him to step outside. They went out for about two minutes and came back in. Mike had a big smile on his face. As soon as the priest turned his attention away from us Mike said to me: “you know what he told me. He said I should stay away from you. He said you weren’t going to amount to anything.”
Mike enjoyed that. We remained friends through college. But the priest was simply acting on the old adage of birds of a feather. He considered me an insidious influence on Mike when perhaps the opposite was true. After college we went our separate ways.
It is a totally different thing when one moves along in life when as an adult one chooses his friends. After a person has settle on a career that’s when a person should be judged on who he is by the company he keeps. As we’ve seen throughout the Whitey Saga criminals keep company with criminals; murderers with murderers; media types with media types; and judges with judges.
Two of the most vile people in recent times in Boston have been Howard Carr a columnist and Alan Dershowitz a former law professor. Who are they associating with both at Mar-A-Largo and in DC? You guessed it, Trump. What I am at a loss to understand is how people who think Trump walks on water refuse to look at his association with these men. We’re not dealing with teenagers (at least in chronological years) so these association are willful and intentional.
Carr and Trump’s attraction to each other probably is due to their hostility to Hispanics and people of color. Trump as we know just warned Europe that it would lose its culture if more immigrants were let in – the immigrants being Africans – clearly showing his disdain for other than white countries; Carr as any listener would know routinely read about the arrest of any Hispanic on his radio show while playing a Mexican song in the background.
Dershowitz and Trump’s attraction probably is through Jeffrey Epstein the billionaire convicted of sexually assaulting young girls in Florida. To give Trump some credit he was wise enough not to bring Dershowitz on as his attorney despite the latter performing acrobatics in an attempt to get hired.
Of course, Carr and Dershowoff go way back. Alan wrote a note on the dust jacket of the cover of his book. (Bill O’Reilly also chipped in.) Alan swung with a wide brush condemning: “Dukakises, Whites, McCormick, Cardinal Laws, O’Sullivans, Wells, Moakleys, and Silbers” as having “facilitated the bad brothers” in a “tale of “mass murder and massive corruption.”
Dershowoff was incensed particularly at Whitey’s brother Billy. The Carr book was a blatant libel of Billy. Despite the total efforts of Dershowoff, Carr, the media, and the federal prosecutor to leave no stone unturned to drum up something against Bill Bulger they came up with nothing. There’s an old saying, “you can indict a ham sandwich.” It’s not exactly true. You do need “a scintilla of evidence.” Not much, but must have something. Had Billy done the least thing wrong he would have been charged; that he wasn’t reaffirmed what we all knew that he led an exemplary life working hard for the public good.
If you are on Trump’s team then you are shaking hands with the devils Carr and Dershowoff and joining them in their unfounded attacks on an innocent man.