Climate change? How about presidential change?
Three newspapers in New York. All ballyhoo’d Romney.
Our War of Independence didn’t last as long as this election.
Fund-raisers, rallies, debates, polls, ads, videos, sound bites, pit stops, bus stops, baby kisses, handshakes, interviews, candidates’ wives shipped out to burble something someone wrote for them — done.
Obama’s hair got grayer. His rolled-up shirt-sleeves got shorter. His wife’s upper arms got firmer. Mitt? Warmer, friendlier, presidentialer.
Also burbles begin about the three C’s — Cuomo, Clinton and Christie’s — future employment. If Christie stops crying over Springsteen. The Boss recognizing the Gov. made Christie blubber like somebody swiped his third helping of junket. And at least it’s time for dead bodies in Chicago to stop voting.
MEANTIME, a word about Long Island Power Authority. Angry voices growl: “They’ll be held responsible for outrageous delays in regaining power.”
Board appointees include Spitzer, Paterson, Pataki holdovers. Its CEO resigned two years ago. No successor’s been appointed. LIPA . . . has . . . no . . .CEO.
So who are “They”???
ANOTHER meantime. Apologies to my paper, which I love and my city, which I love:
Enough knocking Bloomberg. A great mayor, he puts his own money behind what he believes. The worry is for after he leaves. A fine group — except for lousy Liu — are panting for his job. They’re my friends — except for lousy Liu. Still, it ain’t easy following Mike.
Giuliani even supported continuing the Marathon. Rudy, by the way, was in Australia last week when I was. Ditto Kim Kardashian’s mama schlepping around with Khloe. So Hizzoner erred in judgment? Hey, we all make mistakes. Everybody makes a mistake. The lone exception, of course, being me. Of course.
ABOUT yesterday’s voting procedure: Companies track every recording bought at a cashier anywhere anytime via record scan. High school tekkies with an ID register opinions via computer. Either way, in 10 minutes who got what is known.
Yesterday was insanity. First, endless line to determine your residential district — instead of pre-posting this information on a wall. Then, waiting on your district line where annoyed workers (one chatted on a cell) wouldn’t answer what’s next. Next meant another line to fill in your paper ballot. Like how Fred and Wilma Flintstone must have elected their musk ox. And handed to you in an open manila folder shorter than the ballot itself, which kept slipping out.
Some folders bore the printed word “privacy.” Mine didn’t. This “privacy” vote was clearly visible as you stood around waiting. A third line was to scan this paper ballot. You felt you were in a Third World country.
And zero efficiency. Minus my signature, one clerk dismissed me. Later I had to be located to sign my name.
All was so slipshod and lengthy that people left without voting. And with this new Sandy mess, lifting restrictions on exactly where your local Board of Elections was meant anyone could go anywhere, sign anything, prove nothing and vote in multi locations.
And how about this archaic outmoded 18th-century Electoral College shtick? Why not some constitutional amendment to amend it?
HAVE some beauties quoted by some of our pols:
Al Gore, when vice president, visited Thomas Jefferson’s Monticello home. Viewing Jefferson, Washington, Franklin and Lafayette busts, he said — as CNN cameras rolled: “Who are these guys?”
Elder George Bush on his advice to Sen. Bob Dole’s debating Bill Clinton: “Well, I don’t know. I thought I did well. But then maybe I didn’t. So I don’t know. I feel good about it, though. I really do.”
Dan Quayle, who for 10 minutes ran for president: “Rural Americans are real Americans. You can’t always be sure with other Americans. Not all of them are real.”
California Gov. Jerry Brown on Page 5 of “The Stupidest Things Ever Said by Politicians”: “I see the world in very fluid, contradictory, emerging, interconnected terms, and with that kind of circuitry I just don’t feel the need to say what is going to happen or will not happen.”
Richard Daley, pre-Rahm Emanuel mayor of Chicago: “They have vilified me, they have crucified me. Yes, they have even criticized me.”
Newt Gingrich on Bill Clinton: “We talked about mostly where we’re going . . . towards the future . . . he and I are both into that, you know.”
Sen. John Kerry (who prepped Obama for his first debate): “When you pull the files out, the briefcase closes shut. You can’t see in it. I can’t see in it. Nobody could see in it.”
LACKING electricity, lights — and water, this lady at least had money. And class. She grabbed a whole bottle of Piper-Heidsieck, uncorked it and swished the whole thing into the toilet to flush it.
Only in Sandy-ized New York, kids, only in Sandy-ized New York.