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My Brush with the Mob

Whitey Bulger Gonna Get Himself a Movie / Dustin Rowles

Trade News | January 15, 2009 | Comments (63)


No lie: This story is 100 percent true. Back in law school, I picked up a part-time job during my second year with an attorney outside of Boston — he’d been working pro-bono on a case for 20 years, and put me to researching it. I think he’d also had designs on a mentee of some sort, and apparently, I fit the bill. Anyway, the case was a mob case — specifically, his client was in prison, so my boss alleged, because one of Whitey Bulger’s henchman had murdered a man and pinned it on this client, who I believe was a low-level dude in Bulger’s Winter Hill Gang. The client had been in prison for years, but in the 80s, Michael Dukakis — when he was governor of Massachusetts — pardoned the client. Still, my boss wanted to clean his record and overturn the conviction — I think my boss saw the potential for a wrongful imprisonment settlement and, perhaps, a book deal.

Anyway, I also thought my boss was completely batshit. He started spinning these yarns about how Whitey Bulger and his gang were in cahoots with the FBI and vice-versa, and that his client got buried under their schemes (he also said to me once, completely seriously: “There are three people in this world you can’t trust, Dustin. Lawyers. Prostitutes. And Reporters.”) Anyway, my boss kept going on and on about how this case was the biggest “miscarriage of justice in the history of jurisprudence” and sent me home with a lot of video tapes, telling me that I’d best not lose them because, he “knows some people.” In short, the dude scared the piss out of me, and I thought that he was completely full of shit. So after a few weeks and about 47 too many conspiracy theories, I got out. I quit.

But then, about a year later, wouldn’t you know: All this stuff starts coming out about Whitey Bulger and his gang’s affiliation with the FBI. And it turned out that — woah! — my boss was absolutely right. All his crackpot theories were true — Whitey Bulger (now on the lam) had been involved with the FBI. They were informing on each other left and right (The Departed shares a lot in common with Whitey Bulger’s case). And get this: Two years ago, my old boss won the biggest wrongful imprisonment award in U.S. history: $101 million. I worked on that case for about 2 months! (The actual murder, as I recall, was committed by Stephen “The Rifleman” Flemmi, who was Bulger’s right hand).

And that, folks, is my ever-so slight brush with the mob. The point: Jim Sheridan (My Left Foot, In America) is developing a movie based on the book, Black Mass: The True Story of the Unholy Alliance between the FBI and the Irish Mob by a couple of Pulitzer Prize winning Boston Globe reporters. The book (and the movie) will track the life of Whitey Bulger, who was raised by a man who would become an FBI Agent (see: The Departed). Bulger built up the Winter Hill Gang, killed a lot of folks, sold a lot of drugs, and sent a lot of guns to the IRA.

It’s a really fascinating story; in fact, Matt Damon and Ben Affleck had a movie based on the book in development a few years ago, but scrapped it because of its similarities to The Departed. Presumably enough time has passed now (and Bulger is still missing) that Sheridan felt the story was ripe for the big screen. And you can’t go wrong with Jim Sheridan, folks. And because Sheridan loves to cast Daniel Day Lewis, I wouldn’t be surprised to see him as Bulger. (And, of course, only in Massachusetts could the most wanted Mob guy in America’s brother, Billy Bulger, be the Senate president for years — the Globe reports that Mark Wahlberg is in the running for the part of Billy.


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Comments

I think the question on all of our minds is who is going to play you?

Posted by: Eep at January 15, 2009 5:26 PM

the Globe reports that Mark Wahlberg is in the running for the part of Billy.

This post is like driving home from a bar late at night, a new friend in the passenger seat whispering all of the unnameable acts she will be performing as soon as you can stumble into your apartment, and just as you swerve into your parking space, unable to contain your excitement another moment, she deadpans: "I don't have the final surgery until next week, I hope that's not a problem."

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 5:28 PM

I had to read Stipe42's post twice before I got it.

Posted by: BWeaves at January 15, 2009 5:32 PM

So in essence Rowles, or should I call you Dustin "The Turk" Rowles, you were sort of like a "Buffer" between your boss, this guy Bulger, and the mob?

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 5:47 PM

You'll be fine as long as you remember the one rule of the mob. Don't fuck with the Mob!

Posted by: George at January 15, 2009 5:59 PM

Hey Rowles I'm a good earner, maybe one day when you guys open up the books you'll let me in.

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 6:04 PM

I think the question on all of our minds is who is going to play you?

Isn't Prisco some kinda hotshot actor now? B'sides, the Rowles character wouldn't need to say much, and we already know Prisco's soulful eyes and expressive face can save the writers from adding any redundant dialogue...I refuse to comment on any Disney connection to the ownership rights of Prisco's soul though.

Posted by: lordhelmet at January 15, 2009 6:05 PM

Hmm! So they're drawing attention to the Irish mob again? PaddyDog may have to disappear for a while. Here's hoping TK has an empty bunk in the basement (is B'Slim on furlough this month?).

Posted by: PaddyDog at January 15, 2009 6:08 PM

oh shit, the mattresses.

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 6:18 PM

Too cool!

Hey has everyone seen this video? It got on boingboing today. It's a retelling of Star Wars and it's a hoot.

http://vimeo.com/2809991

Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen at January 15, 2009 6:19 PM

"I think the question on all of our minds is who is going to play you?"

Uhm no... The question on my mind is; DUDE! You had to be KICKING yourself when you found out. How pissed were you not to get some of that action? You could have had a piece of the bread and/or written that screenplay yourself. Fucking Ouch!

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 6:29 PM

That thing about lawyers, prostitutes, and reporters doesn't seem so far out. I don't know if it's right, but it's not crazy.

Posted by: Lucas at January 15, 2009 6:32 PM

DUDE! You had to be KICKING yourself when you found out. How pissed were you not to get some of that action?

Hell naw, he runs a website now, so that's way better than a nice cut on some monetary rewards, I'm sure. Right, Dustin?

Posted by: the_wakeful at January 15, 2009 6:39 PM

Lucas and the _wakeful, you guys are talking shit about Rowles. If I were you two I'd keep my mouth shut, because if Rowles could get to Senator Geary, getting to you two numbnuts will be a piece of cake.

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 6:48 PM

mmmm ... numbnuts cake

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 6:58 PM

Just watch out for that creamy filling.

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 7:03 PM

wait a minute ... that's not cream ... but it is nutritious and delicious.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 7:04 PM

Ew! Van Wilder flashback...

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 7:12 PM

This explains his feelings for Tom Cruise. This was Dustin as Mitch McDeere from The Firm, sans the trip to the Caribbean. I can see him running away from some crazed albino and some fat dude driving an Olds. If Mrs Pajiba Hyphenate looks like Tripplehorn, then his whole life is a Grisham book.

On a lighter note, my wife's aunt went to one of the Chicago Catholic high schools with Sam Giancana's daughter.

Posted by: richmac at January 15, 2009 7:13 PM

Ew! Van Wilder flashback...

It always comes back to Ryan Reynolds eventually.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 7:17 PM

Ryan Reynolds can come on my back any day of the week.

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 7:19 PM

On a lighter note, my wife's aunt went to one of the Chicago Catholic high schools with Sam Giancana's daughter.

Hell, if we're telling mob stories... The last restaurant I worked at got sued by a member of the Bambino family. There was a dispute with the neighbors and the wife was a Bambino. I kept expecting to get to work and find the place a smoking ruin.

Posted by: the_wakeful at January 15, 2009 7:21 PM

You'd need either a mirror or circus freak flexibility then, else you'd miss out on the holy abs.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 7:21 PM

Check and check!

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 7:24 PM

I think you just won the internet.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 7:26 PM

Ooh!

*Exitedly claps hands*

What's my prize?

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 7:29 PM

The good news is that you win a mustache ride.

The bad news is that you have to give your bank account number to a Nigerian ex-prime minister to get it.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 7:34 PM

That's okay, maybe he can pay off some of my debts.

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 7:39 PM

But goatee rides are better.

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 7:44 PM

Care to elaborate on that?

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 7:49 PM

I could tell you, but it would be better to show you.

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 7:52 PM

You only win goatee rides if you win the internet seven times. It's mustache rides only up to that point. But if you win the internet a seventeenth time you get a ride on Santa's beard.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 7:57 PM

You have a goatee? I must be honest I usually don't find those things to be very attractive...

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 7:58 PM

Full beard rides offered here.

$1.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 15, 2009 8:00 PM

Honey trust me you won't be looking at my goatee.

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 8:06 PM

Clearly the west-coasters-still-bored-and-at-work demographic is small, select and vocal on this site.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:07 PM

I'm indeed very West-coast, of Europe. It's about 2 am at the moment and I'm spending a week of quality time at my parents' house in Dullsville. Do I really need to add there's a big ass bottle of Kahlua next to my laptop?

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 8:12 PM

Ha! I'd only be surprised if it was more than half full at this point.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:14 PM

I am watching the sun touch the Pacific Ocean right now from a balcony, so there are definitely worse places to be working at this very moment.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:16 PM

Good guess. Just going on another ice run. It's getting hot in here with all that pseudo sexy talk.

By the way Pookie, in my minds eye you were always beautiful.

And Paddy, do you take Euros?

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 8:17 PM

Bulger participated in MK Ultra while locked up in Alcatraz. Way to pump a felon full of acid then let him loose on America with your backing, Government.

Posted by: dk at January 15, 2009 8:19 PM

I think the question on all of our minds is who is going to play you?

Posted by: Eep at January 15, 2009 5:26 PM

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Get me Dane Cook's agent on the horn..

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 15, 2009 8:25 PM

I have a theory that Dustin and Ryan Reynolds are actually the same person. Has anyone actually seen them both at the same time? Didn't think so.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:32 PM

Wow, this thread jumped the shark fucking hard. One minute it's all "oooh, mob stuff, lets all pretend we're in the Sopranos" and in the space of one comment it becomes "oooh, FuckCumPissShitAssholeMotherFucker... and Ryan Reynolds". I feel like my train of thought was just derailed into a back alley and raped, by RR, from behind.

Posted by: the_wakeful at January 15, 2009 8:33 PM

Ha! I just read the thread back. Can you believe it all started with something as innocent as cake?

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 8:37 PM

But it was terribly whorish cake, and it seduced us down dark corridors, the shadows of which will never truly be cleansed from our souls.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:43 PM

And because Sheridan loves to cast Daniel Day Lewis, I wouldn't be surprised to see him as Bulger.

Now that sounds delicious.

Posted by: Cindy at January 15, 2009 8:43 PM

I feel like my train of thought was just derailed into a back alley and raped, by RR, from behind.

It's the "from behind" that really caps it off, right? I mean up til then the metaphor is as innocent and harmless as nervously holding hands in homeroom.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:46 PM

Dude it was only a mustache ride, no biggie. I've seen a lot worse on this here noble webpage...

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 8:46 PM

[grins] well if it weren't for hyperbole we be left with normalbole, and nobody wants that. Except communists.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:49 PM

You are absolutely right stipe42. Hyperbole lovers of all lands unite!

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 8:54 PM

and nobody wants that. Except communists.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 8:49 PM

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I like where your head's at.

EVER VIGILANT!

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 15, 2009 8:57 PM

"Full beard rides offered here. $1." -- bucdaddy

"And Paddy, do you take Euros?" -- Pants

Ahem.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 15, 2009 9:02 PM

Aw the favored hour rolls around at last. I must take my leave of you, dear friends, and of this epic thread of workplace procrastination. But weep not, I will return tomorrow refreshed, invigorated and still drunk from the wee hours of morning.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 15, 2009 9:02 PM

Crap! I see the Kahlua has kicked in. My humble apologies mr. daddy who certainly isn't Paddy. So what kind of beard are we typing about here? Santa, Dom Delouise, ZZ Top?

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 9:09 PM

Salt/pepper 'stache/beard, neatly trimmed; I shave below the jaw line.

Sorry to have to charge (Euros OK), but the Chapstick, it doesn't pay for itself.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 15, 2009 9:23 PM

One shiny new Euro in the mail!

Posted by: Pants at January 15, 2009 9:44 PM

Let me know when and where your plane arrives, and ask the pilot not to use the Hudson River.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 15, 2009 10:13 PM

HA!

Posted by: Pookie at January 15, 2009 10:31 PM

To my fellow Pajiblets and Whitey Bulger, wherever you are, a very pleasant good night.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 15, 2009 11:57 PM

I got your Bulger.

Posted by: Pookie at January 16, 2009 12:11 AM

Get me Dane Cook's agent on the horn..
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Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 15, 2009 8:25 PM

Wow, that's cruel, even for you.

Posted by: admin at January 16, 2009 6:46 AM

Oh, Pookie, you were doing so well on your no-vulgarity resolution.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 16, 2009 9:07 AM





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