repeat offender
Boston Globe columnist Mike Barnicle's active imagination finally brings him down.
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BY TOM MASHBERG
BOSTON -- After narrowly escaping execution last week, Boston Globe columnist Mike Barnicle was finally forced to walk the plank today when it was revealed that he had made up yet another column, a 1995 tear-jerker about a black child and a white one who became friends when they were both hospitalized with cancer.
The veteran columnist was a favorite among journalism's old-boy network, as well as a major circulation draw, which is why the Globe continued to cut him slack for so long in the face of mounting evidence that he was a fabulist and plagiarist. Barnicle's pals in the national media like to paint him as a street scribe who boldly sets foot where J-school nancyboys daren't tread. But the truth is that Barnicle has been making it up and mailing it in from his manse in suburban Lincoln for 15 years. He turned the Globe into clown school by refusing to quit once he was caught lifting jokes from a George Carlin bestseller and then lying about it. While the newspaper's top brass fretted over what to do with their popular bad boy -- finally giving him a slap-on-the-wrist two-month suspension -- Barnicle turned Globe editor Matt Storin into a laughingstock just as the five-year anniversary of New York Times ownership of "the Glob" drew nigh.
But when an ex-Reader's Digest editor came forward this week, informing the Globe that the Digest had decided not to reprint Barnicle's 1995 weeper after they determined it was fabricated, it was finally all over for the columnist.
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For anyone who missed it, here's the slapstick sequence of events. On Aug. 2, Barnicle ran a column of 36 banal bon mots under the headline "I Was Just Thinking ..." (Example: "Someday I'd love to see the Pope appear on his balcony and announce the baseball scores.") On Aug. 5, the Herald pantsed Barnicle by printing a piece showing how he filched 10 of his 36 insipid paragraphs from Carlin's book "Brain Droppings." Much merriment ensued.
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