Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Toadies! Wake up!

The occasionally literate Tony Mack toady, Lauren Ira, graced the op-ed page of today's Times (formerly of Trenton) with a spider web's worth of empty words addressing the mayor's so-called accomplishments, calling out his "staunch critics," and cheerleading Trenton's progress.

This makes me sad, and it gives me a headache. Don't get me wrong: I, too, dislike the gratuitous negative generalizations about the city, especially when those attacks come from outside the city. And, sure, maybe we can all be more positive, and work to improve the city, but those of us critical of the city (and especially the administration) do indeed love it; we're just a bit more realistic about it. Trenton is like a child with a broken leg, and the folks currently running the place, as well as those who ran it for the last 20 years, are so fucking accustomed to failure and pain and idiocy and ineptitude that they will not address the obvious. We are broken, damaged. We continue to limp along, and make foolish decisions — sure, former Mayor Doug Palmer set us up to fall into the abyss, but Tony Fucking Mack has driven us off the edge, and down into the unknown — instead of taking much needed time to access our problems and work to heal them.

We must stop dragging a broken limb behind us while proclaiming, "Look at us, we're awesome!" We are not awesome. We are not progressive. We are not in a renaissance. We cannot be trusted to handle the resources we have. We are damaged. Lauren Ira and others like her, whether elected or appointed, should start to listen to those supposedly "slandering" the "duly elected" Mack. It's not "character assassination" if it's true; there are no "back-door meetings" if they're "not-so-secret."

We want an adult in charge. An adult with listening skills, and a brain, and ethics, and heart. An adult who feels the pain of this broken city and who will take the time to realistically address the brokenness — of crime, ridiculously high taxes, no budget sensibilities, cronyism, poverty, and an embarrassingly shitty educational system. The critics' "schemes" are not "feeble" if people — not only those within the city, but those outside as well — are beginning to take notice of the chaos in Mack's mind, and the damage he's doing to the city. Ms. Ira, we will stop "slandering" the administration when it wakes up and deals with our problems head-on; we will stop "slandering" other elected officials when they get they hell out of the mayor's ass. Trenton does have hope; it does have potential, but we cannot "make a breakthrough" until y'all see the light of day.


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A special note to Aladdin Sarsippius Sulemanagic III: I don't have your email address and this is the only way I know how to reach you. Thank you for reading my blog. I appreciate your insight, advice, as well as your long history with Trenton. I am reluctant to use the word "enjoy" to describe what I felt when reading your latest 2-part commentary, because much of it was tragic and shameful, but it was an engaging tale, to be sure. I considered publishing your comments, but they had nothing to do with the topic I wrote about. Since you were looking to reach the folks behind the Missing Mayor blog, as well as the Trentonian, I respectfully suggest you contact them directly (contact links supplied). I also think you should start your own blog because you have a lot to say, and do so in a colorful manner. Good luck!

Friday, February 4, 2011

The Man-Child's Growing Pile of Rejects

I did not make any contributions to Tony Mack's election campaign; on the contrary, I asked him to take himself out of the running; and, after that sad day in July, I called for him to resign. I think Trenton was going to hit the wall without Tony Mack's interference (thanks, Doug Palmer! And, oh yeah, the economy), but Tony has put us on a warp-speed collision course with that brick wall, because, let's face it: Tony Mack is a very special kind of moron: egotistical, stubborn, petty, small-minded, disloyal, selfish, and self-destructive.

I'm not the sort of gal who makes political donations, but that's in part because I haven't had much work this last year. You didn't ask, but right now I have less than $30 in my bank account. But, hey! that's ALMOST enough to buy 30 houses in the east ward at the price Tony was asking! I love this city so much that I'd be willing to buy just 10 houses with my $30, which is 3 times the amount SR Development Enterprises was going to pay per property, before they got caught up in Tony's tangled web of bullshit, questionable finances, and ethics violations. I've landed a bit of work, and when my next check comes in, I'd gladly pony up the rest of the money for all the available houses on Walnut Avenue, and/or East State Street, if Tony is still naming the price and the defining the development district.*

I'm sure my offer** will fall on deaf ears, not so much because I've called Tony "Happy Pearl Harbor Day" Mack a moron, but because he is a moron and — oh yeah — a man-child. He summarily dismisses all offers from the good, smart citizens of Trenton, choosing instead to surround himself with other morons and toadies (making him King of the Sycophantic Morons); and it's apparent he'll only deal with those who have made contributions to his election efforts (Hi there, Lloyd Levenson!). All you morons, toadies, and favor-seekers shouldn't get too cozy. Let the angry, growing pile of discards (containing, but not limited to, a police director and former friend who found out he was fired from The Trentonian, a deputy clerk fired while she was on her lunch break, an unqualified judge, a directorial appointee to the office of Housing and Economic Development with a criminal record, and a cornucopia of business administrators, one of whom was working for free) be your guide to Tony Mack. You think it can't be you in that writhing pile of Mack rejects? Think again.

We've been calling for a more transparent government in Trenton, and it looks like we got it.


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* You may wonder what I'd do with those properties. I wonder, too. Mostly, I would not open them up to low-income tenants, though I have nothing against poor people (since I am currently repping the underprivileged myself). I think I might repeatedly ram my truck into some of the properties until they fell down.

** I also offered to work in the city's sign shop and as Tony's spokeswoman, for free. I never heard back.