Its no secret I don't like Deval Patrick.
I think he's a con man and an empty suit. I think he's like the Music Man. He came into town telling everyone that there was trouble in River City and he was going to clean it up. He won his election with empty promises and sound bites and governs the same way. He conned 56 percent of the voting public ( and lets not forget that's the VOTING public, not the general population) with his 'grassroots ' campaign ; the rank & file who he has forgotten but key members get cushy jobs in quid pro quo's (notice the use of the plural) that he deigned would not happen. He is out of touch with the common man in Massachusetts, makes bad decisions and I don't think he really cares what anyone thinks.
Now his wife is 'depressed' and he's going to be a part time Governor.
I've listened to the people that state that this is a scam and he's using it to divert attention from his screw ups. Sure, I can see him in a Dr Smith like pose, holding his wife in front of him like young Will Robinson to hold off the citizenry expecting him to fulfill his obligations.
I've listened to the people supporting her. Margery Eagan caterwauling about how difficult depression is and the bloggers commenting on how difficult it is to be depressed and how hard it is to function and how many pills they need to take to get through the day.
And the bottom line is I could care less. Deval's not depressed, his wife is. Guess what? Life goes on.
Deval's not depressed, his wife is. How many people in society have depressed spouses and carry on because they have to? People who have mortgages to pay and kids and families to support? People who work full time at Stop & Shop and then go to a second job because its impossible to support themselves on that wage? People who still take their kids to Cub Scouts and baseball & soccer? Life pauses so you can adjust then moves on at the same or a faster pace.
Too bad if this sounds heartless. I don't have time to be a crybaby about some woman who's wasting 72K a year of my money. I'm busy trying to maintain a lifestyle that residing in Massachusetts gets harder and harder to do.
The people hired this numb nuts to do a job. I didn't vote for him, but he's the Gov. God bless Democracy. So far he's been doing it poorly. If I hired a contractor to come into my home and he performed as poorly as Deval did I'd can him. No 'honeymoon period'; goodbye, I'll get someone else.
I started a new job in October. If I screwed up in 9 weeks like he has, guess what? Goodbye. I didn't get a honeymoon period. No one will stand up for me and say , " Oh lets give him a chance.". Together We Can. Hell no. In fairyland, where people like Deval have a grand vision that may happen but in the real world where people get their pay at the and of the week and are grateful for what they have and pray every Sunday in church that it doesn't go away, it don't happen.
Go to work Deval. I know being a part of the greatest scam in the state - the state funded health care system - your wife is in good hands. I doubt that she has a shortage of sycophants fawning over her, so she probably won't miss you as you go about the job you were hired to do- Run the Commonwealth. Tell her to take her pill and get your ass back to work.
Enough with the ballyhooing about Diane Patrick. She's not the Governor. I don't care about Kitty Dukakis, I don't care about Betty Ford, I care about me. My Kids. My family. My Mortgage. Find a way to stimulate the economy. Lower my property taxes like you promised you would. Don't raise taxes. Find a way to make 26BILLION dollars enough to run the hackarama and stop adding to it.
Together we can my ass. Get back to work and fix this.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
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