If he runs the truth comes out Jan. 13, 2013

 

 These people are constantly scheming. But what good does it get them?

I had a long talk with our former temporary boss and told him I had a conflict of interest covering any campaign in which she is involved with.

I cannot be unbiased when it comes to RR and informed him about the story RR tried to plant with us, using her.

Our former temporary boss told me her replacement D would have to deal with it and with her on his own terms.

Then, I spoke to the Small Man and told him that she has been ordered to use her political connections to gather those who oppose him, the congressman and others, possibly trying to get the Small Man to support RR to become sheriff in the June primary, or even for mayor if and when the Virgin Mayor steps down.

“What political connections?” the Small Man asked. “She doesn’t know any political people in my town. All she ever wrote about here were artists.”

This isn’t exactly true. She often worked in mysterious ways, often using a network of people to achieve her ends. I agree with others who claim she isn’t as good at this as she believes. She is naïve in some ways. But I have seen beneath her mask a few times, the tough, savvy, street smart lady, who might surprise others with her cunning. She knows how to survive.

The Small Man said if RR runs for anything, then the truth will come out about his being fired from the police department.

The Small Man said even her replacement D saw RR as more than a little foolish, and he would have to write the story about RR’s past and the failed psyche test.

The Small Man said RR has enemies even among the Virgin Mayor’s supporters, which is why the commissioners ultimately refused to vote RR in as deputy mayor.

Her move to ensnare the Chief Adversary may have been part of a campaign to secure the Chief Adversary’s vote on behalf of RR, which failed. But even had it succeeded, the person replacing the Virgin Mayor would likely fire them both, the Small Man said.

“I don’t understand why she sees RR as a hero,” he told me. “What exactly has he done. All he does is go around suing people. He was a dirty cop who was only a little less dirty than the cops he turned in.”

Meanwhile, A, who covers Hometown, looks completely burned out, yet strongly resembles her at our staff meetings, constantly getting texts from people. A looks lost and confused, as if her world has turned upside down. It’s difficult to know how much influence she has on A, other than they’ve been seen bar hopping together.

 

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