John Henry's Boston Globe is Suing for the Right to See Mr. Kraft's Sex Tape

Well this is certainly an interesting turn of events. I mean, it’s not every day that a guy has his newspaper go to court to file a motion for the right to run pictures of his supposedly really good friend’s dong.

But that’s what happens I guess when said newspaper is The Boston Globe and it’s owned by supposedly really good friend John Henry. That would be the same friend who is so resentful of Mr. Kraft’s team’s success that his newspaper that can’t go a month without saying the Patriots’ dynasty is over:

That in the middle of a Super Bowl week where more people show up for a send off rally than can fit into Fenway Park runs hard hitting pieces of journalism about how everyone is pretty sick of the Patriots shit:

That is, when they’re not doing scathing investigative pieces exposing the way Tom Brady is secretly stealing from the special needs kids he works tirelessly for.

There’s an old saying that I think sort of fits this situation that goes “Who needs enemies when you’ve got friends who resent you, always try to diminish your success, accuse you of criminal behavior and sue for the right to see a video of you hanging brain in a massage parlor?”

Meanwhile, here are a couple of samples of how other news outlets are covering The Tug Rule case.

The Palm Beach Post:

Armed Jan. 18 with a “constitutionally problematic” sneak-and-peek warrant, Jupiter police reported a “phony ‘suspicious’ package,” forcing everyone out of the Orchids of Asia Day Spa and allowing officers in to install cameras inside it as part of what Robert Kraft’s attorneys called an “NSA-style surveillance campaign.”

UNH Law Professor Michael McCann in SI:

In depicting law enforcement’s surveillance tactics as resembling an Orwellian “police state”, Kraft’s attorneys contend the police should have utilized far more benign and less invasive methods of investigating solicitation. Solicitation is a low-level misdemeanor under Florida law and arguably does not justify a multi-county, clandestine investigation.

[They] maintain the police voyeuristically resorted to “drastic, invasive [and] indiscriminate” methods to target Kraft and other men. One such method was “taking continuous video recordings of private massages in which customers would be stripping naked as a matter of course.” Kraft, according to this perspective, had a reasonable expectation of privacy that the police breached. This is particularly the case, the lawyers insist, since attention-grabbing claims of “human sex trafficking” at the spas have proven unfounded.

Investigators pretending to find a bomb in the place so they could install secret cameras. NSA-style surveillance. And Orwellian police state. Collecting blackmail videos of naked American citizens. Expectations of privacy breached. All without any human sex trafficking of any kind.

And yet no one in the Rub & a Tug & a Hug investigation has done Mr. Kraft as dirty as his good pal John Henry. Dave has always called Henry “Dr. Creepy,” but that was his schtick, not mine. But now it’s pretty clear a more accurate nickname has never been applied to anyone. If I’m Mr. Kraft, I’d show him my wang alright. The day the Pats get invited to Fenway with the new Super Bowl trophy. Standing right on his pitcher’s mound. I’d whip out my massive bell clapper and wave it at the owner’s box and yell “Thanks for nothing, frenemy.”