A Few Conclusions...

This week I've come to a few conclusions:

1) Bloomberg values lying corporate slugs over the people.

2) Ed Skyler is a douche (the fucker says he "engaged" Gianaris to tell him not to criticize Emperor Bloomberg in his castle - fuck Skyler - oh how I wish I could have been Gianaris and told Skyler where he can shove his pencil-neck geek existence).

3) Bush's "bounce" we've been hearing about, after the killing of Zarqawi, from the Rethuglicans (and the "we need a story" media) never happened. He's still in the crapper. Been their for over a year. Worst President in history. (Chart Source: Mystery Pollster.)

Eh, Fuck 'em all.

I shall center on a better place. Here's a clip from A Walk to Remember which was on TNT Friday night. You know, that chick flick with hottie Many Moore (love her!) and Shane West. Great movie. Here's my favorite scene:

She's a Brick...

Slow city day and I'm in a pensive mood, so I thought I'd vent my frustration over the Senate's passage of a bill today further chiseling away at a woman's right to an abortion.

Today I was thinking of the women I've known, throughout my young life, that have had to decide whether or not to have an abortion.

Young women in their teens and twenties. Six in total. All went through with it. Life-changing.

Date-rape. Underage highschoolers. Condom broke. One night stand with boss. Pregnant while on birth-defect inducing anti-lupus drugs. Careless lovers not using contraception. And, in every case, the right decision. Complex world, yet Republicans only see things as black and white.

I cued up my Bens Fold Five "Brick" mp3 -- a powerful song about the day he took his pregnant highschool girlfriend for an abortion. You Tube version follows:

Bloomberg's Mess-O-Rama: Katrina Edition

I've had a kinda like/sort of hate/kinda like/mostly hate relationship with Mayor Mike.

In terms of ideology, I undoubtedly agree with him on the vast majority of issues (much more, many would say, than the pathetic Republicans in this town who voted for him last October).

I'll even admit I voted for him in 2001 (my post 9-11 haze daze). But, last year, looking back at his first term, I always felt his focus was largely Manhattan-centric -- and I blogged about this quite often at DailyKos. After watching Mikey this week, there' no doubt in my mind I was right.

The man has been an embarrassment when it came to dealing with the blackout in Queens. He was slow out of the gate, and all his rhetoric makes anyone living in the borough feel like the red-headed step-child of the city-at-large. And, he has the audacity to compliment Kevin Burke of Con Ed on a job well done?

Are you fucking kidding me?

If I was Eric Gioia or Mike Gianaris, I would have walked off stage when Bloomberg uttered Burke's praises.

Gioia and Gianaris are the one's who should be praised for working tirelessly to get to the bottom of the lies coming from Con Ed. Instead one of the mayor's "people" gave Gioia and Gianaris a talking to and a fight ensued?

If only I could have been their. Bloomberg's lackey's would have recieved such a heated lashing from me he'd be icing his ears for the next week.

Emperor Bloomberg needs to remember he works for the whole city. Symbolic photo-ops in Queens, asking hard questions and demanding accurate answers are part of your job.

For all the ill-feelings I have toward Giuliani, he would have handled this like a real leader.

Suozzi-licious

Let me first get this out of the way and say what every woman and gay man thinks when they see Tom Suozzi.

He's fucking HOT...

I know this is an area more appropriate for the Gawker pages, but after watching the feed from his appearance this morning on Kirtzman and, er, Kramer (what happened to just Co? Kramer is ANN-OY-ING) I must admit, I melted once again. Maybe "melting" is the wrong word, but for the sake of keeping this post PG-13, I'll leave it at that.

Is it the wispy hair gently coiffed, or the mini-Gorbachev-esque mole on the side of his face? Could it be the strong manly conviction he stakes out, adorned by his lispy articulation?

**Sigh**

Methinks it's all of the above...

Now concerning the campaign. Suozzi, it's time to pack it up. I understand your desire to be a maverick, but your strategy is straight out of cuckoo-land. I could point out specifics, and under any other circumstance I would, but why ruin a good slow-summer post filled with hormonally pubescent airs with tedious (and fairly obvious) critiques.

Just one thing - remember what Oprah says, "“Luck is a matter of preparation meeting opportunity."

You may have the preparation, but in this field right now, you don't have the opportunity.

Consequently, you're shit out of luck.

And, with that, Mr. Suozzi, on this hot summer day, I offer an ode that stretches deep within my (usually non-existent) inner-sappiness.



I know, cheeseball factor of 12.5 on a scale of 1 to 10. But, hey, he's just too Suozzi-licious not to.

- Greg