Getting run over by a runaway train Jan. 16, 2013

 

It is tragic what will happen next – the next step into the political big leagues where players when they tag you out, they make sure you don’t get up after knocking you out.

Freeholder R confirmed that RR wants to be sheriff and has been pressuring the Neighboring Mayor to put him on the ticket – the same mayor she went after, the same mayor she called corrupt, the same mayor she claimed had knocked up a 16-year-old and had her stashed in a housing authority apartment – these accusations possibly made by her on RR’s behalf. Now, he wants the neighboring mayor to endorse him for the second highest law enforcement post in the county.

The Neighboring Mayor could bring RR as many as 10,000 votes, this before the opposition even has RR on its radar.

Yet the whole thing has the same feel as a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car and falls under the category of beware of what you wish for.

It is difficult to know if she is still tied up with RR or is aware of just how ruthless he can be when he wants, and yet is painting a target on both of their backs as he pits himself against the powerful county political machine, and she will find herself in deep shit when the campaign starts in earnest.

RR was on a countywide ticket with the Neighboring Mayor last time he ran for sheriff and still lost. But after all the backhanded things RR and she tried to pull on him, the Neighboring Mayor would be crazy to back him this time.

Tom calls RR and her political amateurs. But RR at least is a ruthless armature who aches to get into the game and will do anything to achieve that.

They are flying by the seat of their pants and assume that as long as they stay close to the Virgin Mayor, the Neighboring Mayor will support them.

But the Neighboring Mayor knows what the Small Man knows, all the back stabbing and petty schemes, and is not about to back a man who tried to use our office and her to bring down The Small Man and the Congressman.

Worse for RR still is her resignation from our office.

I suspect the original plan included not just an expose on the congressman’s corruption by a series of articles praising RR just in time for his bid to become sheriff.

With her gone, RR has to come up with another scheme, and perhaps they are floundering, which may explain why RR went on his hands and knees to the Neighboring Mayor.

When I asked the Neighboring Mayor’s chief of staff as to whether RR would be their choice for sheriff, he fell silent, and Freeholder R said it would be a foolish move for both RR and the Neighboring Mayor, since the sheriff’s position is controlled by the Senator, Neighboring Mayor’s arch enemy and would certainly lead to all out war, and if the Small Man is to be believed, exposing all of the dirty business of the past.

Unfortunately, this includes her and if RR gets run over by this runaway train, so does she.

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