Out in the open again June 7, 2013

 

  

I don’t know if it means anything, but she was quoted yesterday as the official spokesperson for the Virgin Mayor’s city in regard to the reopening of a park.

After nearly six months in the position that allegedly has her as the press person, this is the first public announcement she’s made – with the exception of the political photographs she did at one of the Virgin Mayor’s fundraisers.

 Does this mean she’s finally made the grade and come into her own as the official press official?

This may also be a biproduct of her PR boss’ new role as the campaign manager for R in Hometown.

It may be a trial run for her, although it also leaves open the question about the role her drinking and barhopping buddy A will play, since it is clear that the former Hometown reporter has ingested the R Kool Aid, at least from what she talked about during the awards ceremony last month.

Again, the question remains will she (our poet and personal mayoral aide) play a role in the upcoming election as well, and her PR boss may be assigning things like park openings to her to test her mettle.

It certainly seems to suggest she has finally managed to trickle her way up into the Virgin Mayor’s inner circle if her PR boss trusts her to start doing municipal PR.

Her being quoted in local media – beyond ours – signifies an important shift in her status and may well give her new life as an insider and as someone to be consulted on important issues.

This shows trust by her boss, or perhaps he may be compromised, since there are rumors, he has his own legal troubles to worry about.

I am, of course, still left with the unanswered question as to whether our poet operated on behalf of these insiders while she still worked for us (I mean, beyond RR, who is hardly an insider, and who clearly had his hooks into her, providing her with inside information about the Virgin Mayor so as to impress our management while she worked here).

For a long time, I suspected she had been working as spy for the administration. But over time, she seems to have demonstrated a certain naïve nature, where much of what she does is on a personal level, operating for her own enrichment not as a puppet for any political organization.

I keep thinking back to that painful disaster on her birthday, when I was bushwacked by four people who claimed to be family members. At first, I thought she had enlisted some of her political allies, such as RR. But one claimed to be her step mother, another her father, and another her friend – something that later proved fairly accurate when I had a police captain trace the numbers, and learned their location corresponded to where her family members lived – with the exception of one, which was clearly her brother.

This suggested that despite her threats to use the former Public Safety Director against me (someone who clearly loves her from all of his comments on her Facebook page), it seems she was far less connected to the inner circle back then than she is now, and this suggests she may well be advancing her agenda to become a key player on the political scene, something she only wished for while working for us.

In fact, if the last year has taught me anything, it has taught me that she tends to operate as a solo artist, despite her aching to become one of the boys, and that in this current setting as with our office and other jobs prior to us, her trickling up was not part of a group dynamic. She trickled up to gain power for herself, not as a team player (despite posts since about how well she got along with the staff at the Mayor’s office).

 This being out front is something new for her, since she has always in the past operated in the shadows, working her way closer to the top of each power pyramid without obvious fanfare.

For the first time, she actually looks and sounds like the PR person she has claimed to be since she got hired last January.

Rather than hand stories to our writer on the stealth as she did with D (when he replaced her and she used him to apparently slam some of the mayor’s political enemies), she can clearly operate in the open, feeding writers from all the local media as an official spokesperson.

This move from covert to overt suggests she now has a chance to prove herself on the main stage and may get the opportunity to take the next step.

For all this, I don’t see how she can break the lifetime pattern of working her way up through the ranks. Almost in every instance in the past, the moment she exposes herself, when she shares duties a manager or such, the pyramid collapses from under her – such as the incompetent business man chef she could not rely on to bring her success.

Again, the mayor’s upcoming trial overshadows everything, and she must be scared to death about its impact and what will happen to her if he fails to survive it.

 

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