The hair should have been the dead giveaway.
I knew I should have trusted my first impressions. But, no---I waved it off.
Then came word about the near daily commutes between Chicago and Springfield.
Then the family feud and all of the ensuing ugliness. That’s when the world was first introduced to the term “testicular virility.”
Sweet Baby Jesus.
Then he was the “first Black Governor of Illinois.”
Do not even get me started on that one.
Now rampant greed and runaway ego will cause the entire nation look on as yet another Illinois governor is under federal indictment.
But the cherry on top of all of this foolishness is how the Illinois voter is shocked by the goings on of Governor Blagojveich.
He got me once---I voted for him in ’02 hoping that he could wash away the stench of Ryan administration.
Yeah, I know I was a dumbass but I can dream the impossible dream can’t I?
After I got wind of the commuting foolishness ($26 million over the lifetime of his administrations), I knew this wasn’t the guy you let hold the cookie jar.
Yet more than one dumbass voted to have him hold the jar once again in ’06.
Now everyone wants to wag their fingers and cluck their tongues at his behavior when they as a voting body tacitly approved such shenanigans.
So now the great cry is heard and clothes are being rendered.
All they had to do was ask me. I’d would have let you in on the secret.
Never trust a man who’s constantly fiddling with his hair.