Howie Carr, doing the Lord's work.
Hey, Deval, if you thought your recent poll numbers have been abysmal - and they have been - wait until after this latest pool-closing fiasco.You’ll be . . . drowning.
Do you know what the governor calls a Herald plane hovering over his sparkling pool and cabana on his $1.7 million estate in Richmond on the second-hottest day of the year?
“Every rich man’s nightmare.”
The name of Deval’s Berkshires retreat, by the way, is Sweet P Farm. Now we know what the P stands for - pool.
Talk about tone deaf - firing Dan Grabauskas, not firing Jim Aloisi, the billion-plus in new taxes in a moribund economy, the idiotic comments during Gates-gate, and now this. There’s a heat wave in August, and his Department of Conservation and Recreation, larded with the flotsam of John Walsh’s Plymouth County hackerama, is shocked, shocked.
Why, the lifeguards have to go back to school . . . Why, we’ve run out of chlorine. It’s hot in August. Who knew?
All of which proves, you can take the initials MDC out of the DCR, but you can’t take the MDC out of the DCR.
In the 2006 campaign, weren’t there stories that Deval could trace his European DNA back to Ireland? Now I’m thinking France, as in Marie Antoinette. From “Let them eat cake!” to “Let them open a fire hydrant!”
This is how bad it is for Deval. This latest public-relations fiasco has accomplished the near-impossible - it’s actually made Mumbles Menino look competent.
UPDATE: More from Michael Graham, the Boston Herald and Globe.
SECOND UPDATE: From Stephanie Davis, Max Schulz, Holly Robichaud and the Boston Herald.
THIRD UPDATE: More from the Rochester Democrat and Chronicle, Red Mass Group, AP, New York Times, Todd Feinburg and the Boston Herald.