February marks the beginning of the social season in Texas. And with that the Debutante Balls. This year, the young Texas ladies are lovelier than ever.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
I know that in New York, the developer reigns supreme. But no one reigns as supreme as Bruce Ratner, a New York developer who has been handed one of the largest development deals in New York City history.
Just yesterday, I attended a screening of the film "Brooklyn Matters" by Isabel Hill. Its a documentary of how and why Bruce Ratner with the help of City and State officials, single-handedly is allowed to screw Brooklyn.
The movie is being screened at several locations around Brownstone Brooklyn and is a must see for anyone living in this borough. For a clip and video schedule, go to:
"http://www.brooklynmatters.com"
"No single event will have a more drastic and long-lasting impact on Brooklyn than the proposed Atlantic Yards development. This uncommon proposal, however, is mostly misunderstood. Brooklyn Matters is an insightful documentary that reveals the fuller truth about the Atlantic Yards proposal and highlights how a few powerful men are circumventing community participation and planning principles to try to push their own interests forward"
Some background informaton from the group DEVELOP, DON"T DESTROY. BROOKLYN http://dddb.net/php/aboutratner.php
What is Forest City Ratner?
Forest City Ratner is a subsidiary of Cleveland based Forest City Enterprises, the largest publicly traded real estate development corporation in the United States. Bruce Ratner is the CEO and President of Forest City Ratner (FCR). FCR's headquarters are in the Metrotech office complex in Downtown Brooklyn. FCR is best known in Brooklyn for constructing Metrotech, the Atlantic Center Mall, and the Atlantic Terminal Mall.
What is Bruce Ratner's "Atlantic Yards"Proposal?
16 Skyscrapers and an Arena that will cost taxpayers nearly $2 billion, according to independent analysis. While the arena is most of what you hear about the project, it is a very small part of this plan. 90% of the scheme is skyscrapers which would rise up to 53 stories high, taller than the iconic Williamsburg Savings Bank, and cast shadows as far as DeKalb Avenue in Fort Greene.
Besides relying on the use of taxpayer subsidies, the project relies on an abusive use of eminent domain which would allow the State of New York to seize private properties, homes and businesses, and hand them over to Forest City Ratner to demolish. The use of eminent domain has been called unconstitutional and is currently under review in federal court.
This project would fill seven large blocks, from Flatbush to Vanderbilt Avenues, and from Atlantic Avenue to Dean Street. That's almost 1.5 times the size of the entire World Trade Center site. If built, "Atlantic Yards" would be the densest residential community in the country by a factor of two.
3-5 additional skyscrapers are also proposed by the developer on Atlantic Avenue and Flatbush, on the current sites of the Atlantic Center Mall, PC Richards, and Modells.
More Than 20 Skyscrapers?!
If you live in Prospect Heights, Fort Greene, Park Slope, Clinton Hill, Boerum Hill, Crown Heights, or Bedford-Stuyvesant, get ready to kiss your neighborhood goodbye. (Everyone else get ready to see your tax dollars given to a developer instead of your schools.)
No democracy: the biggest development ever proposed in Brooklyn has had no input from the local community and will have no input or oversight from our city council, community boards, or the state legislature. The city will condemn homes and businesses, tie up tax dollars for the billionaire developer, but refuse the input of the people. An unaccountable state public corporation, the Empire State Development Corporation (ESDC), will oversee the project and override ALL local zoning.
What a Deal (for Mr. Ratner)
Bruce Ratner, the developer who wants to build this project, would lease the arena and take all its profits for the next 99 years at a bargain price: $1.00 (The government will throw in, for free, entire city streets and millions of square feet of development rights). Just like the Jets, he's buying the rail yards from the MTA for far less than they're worth, and for less than the competing bid, at a time that the MTA is raising fares, closing token booths and cutting service. (The MTA accepted Ratner's bid of $100 million $30/sq. foot, despite the competing bid of $150 million from Extell and the MTA's own apppraised value of $214.5 million. THAT is a sweetheart deal.)
He will not pay taxes (property, mortgage transfer or sales tax) into the NYC treasury. Instead, he will pay Payment In Lieu Of Taxes (PILOT) which will go directly into an unaccountable slush fund, robbing NYC of hundreds of millions in revenue. The government is ready to use eminent domain to take people's property and give it to Ratner.
The city and state will compel taxpayers to support his profits by giving him at least $550 million in tax-exempt bonds (loans), and close to $2 billion in taxpayer money. It is likely that the public will be on the hook if the bonds are not paid back. (New York City and State have each promised to give Ratner $100 million in cash but that is only the tip of the iceberg).
Yes, the American version of this show is good, but the original BBC "The Office" is pure genius. Created and acted by Ricky Gervais, the subtle comedic timing of this show is oh! so British. To get you hooked, I am posting this little taste of Gervais as David Brent, the shows incredibly self-important, buffoonish boss of fictional paper merchants Wernham Hogg In this clip, he is hired by a consulting firm to give a motivational speech. You can't help but loathe him. Priceless...
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
I can't sleep anymore. Or at least I can't sleep through the night too often anymore. To be precise, I fall right to sleep when I go to bed at night, but then, somehow, I wake up and start thinking about all kinds of little things. After an hour of tossing and turning, I simply give up, pull on my jeans and tip-toe downstairs.
This morning, I became conscious at 4 AM. Its lonely in my house at this hour...and cold. Thank goodness for the computer. It gives me the feeling that there is a world awake somewhere out there. News is being made at this hour. That is why I bet I am the first one on my Brooklyn street to know that overnight, Cheney was almost blown up in Afghanistan. Since I am awake at such odd hours, no news escapes me.
There is another advantage to getting up so early. I can make some telephone calls to Europe. They are already awake. And ready to talk. I love that. Makes me feel less lonely. And then there are all my American friends who are up at this time answering their emails. Except that I can't call them at this time, because this could be the one night that they slept through...or popped a sleeping pill. And then I would feel terrible. Because I know how incredible it feels when you can sleep till dawn.
I am not complaining about my troubled sleep pattern. There is something magical about having some time for myself, to collect my thoughts before the morning activities. And the best part of course is that first cup of coffee. It tastes just as good at 4 Am as it does at 6 Am. It makes getting up worthwhile. And that first sip is the best. So here is to that wonderful dark brew and to my friends who are awake at this hour too. You know who you are!
Monday, February 26, 2007
We came back from sunny South Carolina right in time for some more messy winter weather here in New York. I really don't mind. I actually like snow very much except that here in the city, snow stays white for exactly two hours. After that, it turns black. No kidding. The pristine white of snow transforms into dark grey mush from all the dirt on the street. Not pretty!
Then there are the deep puddles which form around the crosswalks when the melting snow can't flow into the blocked gutters. Some of them are so deep that only knee high rubber boots will keep one's feet dry. But since New Yorkers would rather be fashionable than wear sensitive footwear, they try rather unsuccessfully to jump over the murky puddle. I say unsuccessfully, because after leaping from one curb to the next like a crazed gazelle, the moment will inevitably arrive, when you miscalculate the distance and your inadequate shoewear sinks into the ice-cold water. That my friends is a perfect New York City Winter Moment.
( And a bit of advice to all those tourists who come to New York in the wintertime: Those Ugg boots are not waterproof. And they are ugly. And every New Yorker will instanly know that you are a bloody tourist. So if you do not want to stick out like a sore thumb, please wear high heeled calf length suede boots. You may get cold, wet feet, but at least you will blend in)
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Beach In South Carolina. Wish you were here!
I am in South Carolina with the husband and with the teen son for a few days of fun and relaxation (and work on the beach house). Yes, when we are not working on the house in Brooklyn, we are working on this place. But after eight months of absence and a few summer renters, the house is in surprisingly good shape. So maybe we are going to have a chance to relax a bit. Which would be nice. The husband has already started watching some stupid movie on t.v. with his son.
Anyway, as you can see from the pictures, it is beautiful here. The temperature is about 55 degrees, the sun is shining and we watched some porpoises in the ocean this morning. To the rest of the B and K family: Wish you were here.
And thanks to the patriarch of the family for having the foresight to buy this place so long ago. We have had some great times in this place.
I think I will be making myself a drink now...Rum and Coke anyone?
Friday, February 16, 2007
This Weeks Entry:
Ever heard of overfeeding? This all can't be fur on this little"beauty." How does the owner take it out for a walk? Does it come with one of those little doggie carts?
Link to last week's entry You decide which one is uglier.
http://pardonmeforasking.blogspot.com/2007/02/ugliest-dog-of-week-contest.html
I have been a knitter all my life. I even had a children's sweater business for a short time, selling my creations to super expensive stores here in New York City. Yes, even to Henry Bendel. But nothing could be more fun than to knit for pinguins.
Turns out that groups of old ladies, a lot of them in nursing homes have started knitting jumpers for Australian fairy penguins. The penguins, which grow to around 33cm, are often covered in oil from the spills as they return to Phillip Island’s beaches from the deeper water of the Strait.
The jumpers, when fitted, keep the penguins from ‘preening’ (picking at their feathers) to remove the oil, which is highly toxic to them. Later they are used to protect them after cleaning, a process that temporarily affects the natural oil keeping the birds warm and waterproof.
Now that's a fun way of keeping busy in front of the television. Here are the instructions
How to Knit a Penguin Jumper, you will need:
8 ply wool
1 pair No 9 needles (3.75)
1 pair No 11 Needles (3.00)
Method:
Cast on 36 Stitches
K1 P1 to the end of row
Repeat for 7 rows
Change to K2 P2 and increase on stitch at each end of every row 4 times (44 Stitches)
Continue until work measures 10 CM
Decrease 1 stitch at each end of every row until 28 stitches remain
Decrease 1 stitch in the middle of the next row
Leave on needle or stitch holder
Make second side the same as the first
Using the No 11 needles knit both sides onto these needles and K1 P1 for 22 rows. Cast off.
Stitch up the sides to the beginning on the decreasing to 27 stitches, this is to be left open for each flipper. Stitch up the neck.
The finished jumper should measure 4.5” (115mm) wide and 7.5” (190mm) long
If you are a loose knitter, use smaller needles. And remember, the knitting must be firm to prevent the penguins from getting out of them.
If you do make a jumper, you can send of off to :
The Manager
Pet Porpoise Pool
PO Box 532
Coffs Harbour NSW 2450
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Did you know that presently, the staff at the Louvre Museum in Paris is on strike? Not that the French ever need an excuse to strike, but the reason for this particular walk-off is the demand for bonus pay. Turns out that those poor guards are experiencing such stress looking after the Mona Lisa and other Louvre masterpieces, that they just need to get payed more. Could all those American " DaVinci Code" tourists finally have done those guards in?
In typical French fashion, access to the museum was made free for visitors after strikers blocked access to ticket desks.
More on the subject:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6362303.stm
With so many people trying to find their better half on Match.com, I could not resist posting this article from Germany about a new hook-up service on Berlin's mass transit!
A Valentine's Day Site for Berlin Commuters
By Khue Pham in Berlin From Der Spiegel
Now strangers eyeing each other on the Berlin U-Bahn will have a way to track each other down on a new online portal. An official "missed connections" site for subway sweethearts will launch on Valentine's Day.
It started with a love letter. "Help me find the love of my life! I saw her sitting on the bus other day," a love-struck man from Berlin wrote to the city's transport operator, Berlin Vekehrsbetriebe or BVG. The note arrived last summer when the company was brainstorming for ideas on presenting itself as more customer-oriented -- the idea for launching a "missed connections" Web site was born.
"We wanted to relaunch our website with a more personal and emotional character. After we got the letter we decided to create 'My BVG-Moments' because it would be a very fun and user-driven addition to our site," said Matthias Müller, manager of the company's communication department, to SPIEGEL ONLINE.
Starting this Valentine's Day, BVG passengers will be able leave messages for fellow travellers on "My BVG-Moments" by registering with e-mail addresses and a password. (Those who just want to have a read don't need to register.) The posts will be sorted by date and time and users can write a personal message in which they describe their special "moment."
The site will mimic "missed connections" features on classified ad Web sites like Craigslist. A typical post might read, "You were sitting on the southbound S1, wearing a red coat and reading a book. For some reason you never advanced to the second page -- was that because we kept looking at each other? I, brown hair, black coat, would like to see you again."
Those who recognize themselves in the posts can reply to the authors via email. To prevent abuse, the system will have a flagging system to black-list offensive users or posts.
Müller is keen to stress that the BVG will not turn into a dating agency. "'My BVG Moments' won't operate like a dating site, where people can do a search for 'blond woman' or post pornographic content."
Müller has one piece of advice for new users. "People looking to meet a partner on public transport should wear something eye-catching," he says. "That'll make it easier to describe them in the posts."
As promised, here is the picture of the "Nor'Easter 2007" snow total. Teen son just left to take the subway to school. Not a happy camper. New York City schools almost never close. But it is nasty out there. Little pellets of ice are pounding against the window and I am glad I don't need to take the car anywhere. A pretty lame winter overall.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
With so many people trying to find their better half on Match.com, I could not resist posting this article from Germany about a new hook-up service on Berlin's mass transit!
A Valentine's Day Site for Berlin Commuters
By Khue Pham in Berlin From Der Spiegel
Now strangers eyeing each other on the Berlin U-Bahn will have a way to track each other down on a new online portal. An official "missed connections" site for subway sweethearts will launch on Valentine's Day.
It started with a love letter. "Help me find the love of my life! I saw her sitting on the bus other day," a love-struck man from Berlin wrote to the city's transport operator, Berlin Vekehrsbetriebe or BVG. The note arrived last summer when the company was brainstorming for ideas on presenting itself as more customer-oriented -- the idea for launching a "missed connections" Web site was born.
"We wanted to relaunch our website with a more personal and emotional character. After we got the letter we decided to create 'My BVG-Moments' because it would be a very fun and user-driven addition to our site," said Matthias Müller, manager of the company's communication department, to SPIEGEL ONLINE.
Starting this Valentine's Day, BVG passengers will be able leave messages for fellow travellers on "My BVG-Moments" by registering with e-mail addresses and a password. (Those who just want to have a read don't need to register.) The posts will be sorted by date and time and users can write a personal message in which they describe their special "moment."
The site will mimic "missed connections" features on classified ad Web sites like Craigslist. A typical post might read, "You were sitting on the southbound S1, wearing a red coat and reading a book. For some reason you never advanced to the second page -- was that because we kept looking at each other? I, brown hair, black coat, would like to see you again."
Those who recognize themselves in the posts can reply to the authors via email. To prevent abuse, the system will have a flagging system to black-list offensive users or posts.
Müller is keen to stress that the BVG will not turn into a dating agency. "'My BVG Moments' won't operate like a dating site, where people can do a search for 'blond woman' or post pornographic content."
Müller has one piece of advice for new users. "People looking to meet a partner on public transport should wear something eye-catching," he says. "That'll make it easier to describe them in the posts."
The Back Yard Before Picture
When a winter storm threatens New York City, all local news stations send their reporters to the city's salt depots. Every time! Standing in front of the huge mount, wind swept and freezing, they inform us that the city is ready and that the salt spreaders are "standing by." We are informed that the city is ready for all eventualities. That's good to know. I pay enough taxes here in Gotham. But frankly, I don't need to see the salt stock pile every time. Its enough that the weatherman tells me that there will be a storm.
So this morning when the teen son was getting ready for school, I watched Eyewitness News. And guess what I saw! A bloody reporter in front of that damn salt pile. And we are expecting what? 1-3 inches here in the city. I better go to the supermarket and stock up on groceries. Especially milk.
I don't know why, but at the mere mention of snow, I feel an unbelievable urge to get milk. In the 27 years that I have lived in New York City, there have only been about 3 instances when the local deli ran out of the white liquid during a snow storm. But I was prepared. I had a few half-gallons in the fridge. Because there is nothing worse than a snow storm without a good cup of hot chocolate. And you can't make that with water. It's just not the same.
So, let me run to the store now...and I promise I will post an after picture later. If there is any snow.
Monday, February 12, 2007
One of this week-ends greatest pleasures was to watch the Spanish movie " Seres Queridos" ( "Only Human" in English.) I don't remember the last time I howled so much with laughter. If you have not seen it already, by all means, you have to see it. The movie is a light farce, beautifully played by a wonderful cast ensemble. Though the plot is similar to " Meet the Parents", the two could not be more different. " Seres Queridos" is what happens when great acting is combined with daring, clever dialogue.
I will try not to give anything away but here is the basic plot. A young professional woman comes back home to her zany Jewish family for a week-end to introduce her new boyfriend. Trouble is, he is Palestinian, a fact that her crazy family at first has a hard time accepting. Brilliant!
Go watch it!
Friday, February 9, 2007
Did you hear about EPP syndrome? It stands for Excessive Pill Popping.
Of course I am yoking, but permit me to be skeptical about the Pharmaceutical Industry. Over the last few years, we have been bombarded with commercials advertising wonder drugs. We have all seen them. They all follow the same script. “ Do you suffer from...” followed by a list of symptoms. The actors in the ads seem to be in excruciating pain or ready to check out until they “ ask their doctor about” whatever medication is being advertised. Lo and behold! After taking said medication, they get that bounce back in their step, play catch with their dog and enjoy taking a walk with their significant other. Sounds good enough until they divulge the side effects of those little pills and creams. There are those nasty uncontrollable bowel movements, those sudden spells of dizziness and the sudden mood swings which may arise. Mmm! Sometimes the side effects sound worse that the disease itself.
Now I want to apologize to anyone who is suffering from this apparently real syndrome, but what exactly is RLS? Most importantly, should I be contacting my doctor? Because, no kidding, I have had some of the symptoms. RLS stands for Restless Leg Syndrome. You know if you have RLS if you have a strong urge to move your legs which you may not be able to resist. The need to move is often accompanied by uncomfortable sensations. Some words used to describe these sensations include: "creeping", "itching", "pulling", "creepy-crawly", "tugging" or "gnawing".
There is even a RLS Foundation with their very own web site. Best of all, there is a drug that can treat this nasty disease. Its called Requip.
The think is, as with all the other drugs, there are side effects. Some of them are:
nausea, drowsiness, vomiting, and dizziness... It is possible that you could fall asleep while doing normal activities such as driving a car.. Your chances of falling asleep while doing normal activities while taking Requip are greater if you are taking other medicines that cause drowsiness. When you start taking Requip you may faint or feel dizzy, nauseated, or sweaty when first standing up from sitting or lying down.”
And here comes the killer:
“Some patients taking Requip have shown urges to behave in a way unusual for them. Examples of this are an unusual urge to gamble or increased sexual urges and/or behaviors. If you or your family notices that you are developing any unusual behaviors, talk to your doctor.”
Sounds great right? But pardon me for asking: Aren’t the side effects worse than the creepy-crawly feeling or the sudden urge to move your legs? I am just asking...
** If you think you are suffering from RLS please follow this link http://www.rls.org/
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Yesterday’s entry made me think about my twenty years in the neighborhood. So many neighbors have come and gone during that time. Many young couples who bought a house on our block moved as soon as their kids reached school age, too afraid to take a risk on their children’s education. Then there were the old timers. Over those twenty years, many have gotten weaker, more hunched over, and then, one day, they do not come out of their house anymore for their daily walk. Sometimes, they are sequestered in their home for years. You almost forget about their existence, until the ambulance takes them away from their beloved street for the last time. Sometimes, I force myself to remember each one: Joseph from next door who taught me much about gardening , Louis from across the street who yelled at his tenants for putting garbage in his trash cans instead of dumping it in the public can at the corner, Laura who had a wonderful quick wit until she lost it to Alzheimers, her sister Antoinette, Betty who struggled with Lupus and her brother who committed suicide after her death ( but I was not supposed to know about that.) There are countless more....
So here I am, after raising a family on this block, wondering if we will stay in this old house after the youngest goes off to college. When we first moved in, we figured that we would live here for five years. Back then, that seemed like an eternity. Now, in my mid-forties, without plans of moving anytime soon, I am wondering if I will become one of those old timers myself. My friends and I joke about meeting at the corner of Smith Street with our walkers, bickering and catching up on each others children. Wouldn’t be the worst thing. At least here in the city, culture comes to you and one can stay mobile for as long as possible with the help of public transportation. And its so close to the airport that we can continue traveling overseas till the bitter end.
Here's to becoming a feisty old Brooklyn lady myself. And here's to you, Joseph,Louis, Laura, Antoinette, Betty and all the others. You are missed on this block.
"Two Women" Sculpture by Ron Mueck from the one-man show at the Brooklyn Museum
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Brooklyn's Bastardization
I am used to being a newcomer. I was a newcomer in France when my family moved me there as a child. Later, I was a newcomer when I came to the States as a teenager. Twenty years ago, I became a newcomer one more time when my husband and I bought a hundred year old brownstone in Carroll Gardens, Brooklyn. After so many beginnings in my life, I have learned to assimilate.
To our Brooklyn Italian neighbors, we were intruders into their tight knit neighborhood. It did not seem to matter after five years or after even ten years that we were raising a family here and that we had no intentions of moving, we were the newcomers. But as they saw us week-end after week-end, faithfully restoring our old house to its original loveliness, our neighbors opened up to us. Tentatively at first, they would give us some information about the Crupi Family who had lived in our brownstone for decades. Then they included us in their discussions as they gathered in little groups at the corner. Now, after twenty years, we are privy to our block’s gossip. In other words, we have been accepted by those who have been here before us. We have assimilated.
The reason why I bring this up is because I have always come to a new place and adapted. I learned to fit in and when I moved on, I left the place unchanged. So if one day, I were to leave my little neighborhood, my house would stand restored, but unaltered. I owe it to the neighborhood, but more importantly, I feel that I need to preserve the house for history’s sake.
Not so with the new “newcomers.” My beautiful brownstone neighborhood is being targeted by developers and by homeowners who want more. Turning brownstones into MacMansions seem to be their agenda. Building up and building back, they don’t seem to mind if they break an uninterrupted line of row houses. They want what they want, and God damn it, they get it. They think history is for dreamers. They want change and their architects have the plans. Makes me sad...and mad. And makes me wonder if anything is sacred in this country.
The Brooklyn I Love
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Friday, February 2, 2007
I am sitting in the dark as I am writing this. Well, not really. It is light outside, but its a grey, cloudy day and its just a tad shadowy in the house. However, I am determined to do my bit to save energy after the devastating report on global warming was released in Paris yesterday. Not that I needed confirmation. I trusted Al Gore's assessment when he first tried to warn us about Greenhouse Effect 10 years ago. And true to form, during this same week, while leading world scientists came to the same terrifying conclusion that humans are the cause of Global Warming, the Bush Administration was grilled about routinely censoring or altering reports of U.S. government scientists to take out references to its reality. Why am I not surprised.
So here I sit, the lights are out, but the refrigerator is humming behind me, the heat just clicked on and of course the computer is purring in front of me. So pardon me for asking: How willing are we to give up all of our electric gadgets? May I propose ( and I know you are going to hate me for even suggesting it) a huge tax on electricity? And even more taxes on gasoline? I say unless it hurts financially,there is little hope that people will voluntarily curb their usage.
I know it would motivate me. As a matter of fact it already works. I just changed my energy supplier and opted for the 50% alternative energy source. It costs more, but hey, I am doing it for my kids and for their future. Now if I could only get them to curb the use of their electronics...
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Molly Ivins
1944-2007
Molly Ivins was one of the best political columnist and I admired her wit, her sharp tongue and her courageous writing. A Liberal Texan, she saw herself as a leftist agitator who made a career writing about "who was getting screwed and who was doing the screwing." She was the author of such wonderful books as : Shrub: The Short But Happy Political Life of George W. Bush and Bushwhacked: Life in George W. Bush's America. She died yesterday after a long battle with cancer.
"I'm sorry to say (cancer) can kill you but it doesn't make you a better person"
"If you think his daddy had trouble with 'the vision thing,' wait'll you meet this one," Ivins on George W. Bush in "The Progressive," June 1999.
"The poor man who is currently our president has reached such a point of befuddlement that he thinks stem cell research is the same as taking human lives, but that 40,000 dead Iraqi civilians are progress toward democracy,"
"Many people did not care for Pat Buchanan's speech; it probably sounded better in the original German," Ivins in September 1992, commenting on the one-time presidential hopeful's speech to the Republican National Convention.
"If Texas were a sane place, it wouldn't be nearly as much fun"
"The first rule of holes: When you're in one, stop digging"
"Everyone knows the man has no clue, but no one there has the courage to say it. I mean, good gawd, the man is as he always has been: barely adequate"on President Bush
"Good thing we've still got politics in Texas — finest form of free entertainment ever invented"
"In Texas, we do not hold high expectations for the (governor's) office; it's mostly been occupied by crooks, dorks and the comatose"
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