Harrumph!

I’m not the only cheap punster calling the Boston Globe the Glob — it’s sometimes the Glib to me too.  So, what trickster editor did the deed for us yesterday?

The cover of the Sunday maggy uses the running joke, with the trailing e effectively blacked out by a smear of hair. That’s the kind of wit I don’t associate with the paper.

Now it makes me wonder when we’ll see the Glib. It will be harder and may involve an upright hand sign as well.

Meanwhile, let us pass along mild praise that at least someone on Morrissey Boulevard has a flash of visual humor.