All ends against the middle Jan. 12, 2013

 


The situation is a bit clearer today if only because I have a better sense of what she is up to.

It appears her duty is to find dirt of Freeholder M, perhaps to blackmail him into dropping the charges against the Virgin Mayor.

“RR is using her as a conduit to reach out to all the people who are anti (Freeholder M,” One of the political gurus of Hometown told me yesterday.

Mr. C, who ran against Freeholder M, was never really after Freeholder M, but on the same track as RR, trying to destroy the Small Man and the Congressman (perhaps on orders from the State Senator, who had bought Mr. C off with a job, something he would jeopardize if he really wanted to bring down Freeholder M, also an ally of the Senator.

The Small Man is the reason Mr. C ran against Freeholder M, an enemy of an enemy so to speak.

The Senator must have spoken to Mr. C about it, which is why Mr. C would like to destroy the Small Man, which may explain why she is hooked up with him (if she is) since Mr. C and RR have a common enemy.

She has her own gripe with the Small Man, who pushed her to quit our office – though it is still unclear as to whether or not the Small Man spoke to our owner about her, revealing the full level of her complicity.

When proposing the story designed to bring down the Congressman several months ago, she told me she didn’t want to hurt the Small Man. She might feel differently now.

But all this shows how twisted politics can be. Freeholder M hates the Small Man, and yet she, RR, Mr. C and the Senator (who also hate the Small Man) are plotting to bring down Freeholder M anyway – if only to keep the Virgin Mayor in power, and thus protect their piece of the political turf.

If the Virgin Mayor steps down as some expect him to do, his town becomes a war zone with every mother’s son looking to run for his seat, a number of whom such as Freeholder M who would put her, RR and Joey D’s gang of cut throats out of city hall.

The Senator would likely try to reinstate the mayor the Virgin Mayor drove from office last year, while the Small Man and the Congressman would push for someone they could control.

Perhaps RR hopes he can slip in while the more powerful power brokers are at each other’s throats. But it’s doubtful.

His hope, as is hers, is to keep the Virgin Mayor in place, hoping he can weather the legal storm, and come out the other side still mayor, and thus, she, RR and others will still have their own positions.

But all these calls she’s making around town and the county are getting back to the Small Man on one side and the Senator on the other and will only make it more likely they will salt the earth against her in the future, making it clear she’s not to be trusted.


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