Neil Young on Gatemouth: 'You're all just pissin' in the wind, You don't know it but you are."
Actually, I knew it all along. Two weeks ago, I said:
"this day is bound to be repeated shortly in Citywide form as Mark Green spends the next two weeks of his life preparing for an ass-kicking he can do nothing to prevent, as he become this year’s Liz Holtzman about to get the stuffings taken out of him by this year’s Alan Hevesi (possibly in more than one manner)."
And, as Gary Buiso of Courier-Life reported:
A longtime political veteran breaks down the runoff for public advocate between Bill De Blasio and Mark Green this way: "Who cares?" "Green’s support is based on name recognition, which helps most when people are coming out to vote for something else — and no one is." De Blasio, on the other hand, has "every f—ing union, the Working Families Party army plus, whatever Vito [Lopez] and the Bronx can muster." Meanwhile, Green has "no ground troops and no money," the source noted. Green, the usually astute source continued, "will be lucky to get the percentage he got in the initial election." The former public advocate’s raising of serious — and justified — queries about de Blasio campaign contributors who are also recipients of taxpayer largess will likely fall on deaf ears, the source notes. "This might work if there were something else bringing voters out — but you are asking voters to come out to vote against a guy they never heard of in favor of a guy they never really liked."
On an Azi Facebook thread, I called it DeBlasio 60% and Liu 57%; today I let my sentiments get the better of me and softened the blow, calling it DeBlasio 56% and Liu 55%.
Should have stuck with my first instincts.
Of course, Domestic Partner had better instincts. She told me not to post endorsements at all.
But let me congratulate the victors with another quote from the same Neil Young song:
I never knew a man
could tell so many lies
He had a different story
for every set of eyes.
How can he remember
who he's talkin' to?
'Cause I know it ain't me,
and I hope it isn't you.
Well, on to November. Given my sterling track record so far, I’m thinking of endorsing the Mayor for re-election.
It would serve the bastard right.
Unfortunately for Bill Thompson, conscience dictates that I swallow my pride and endorse the same mayoral candidate as the WFP.
Which probably serves those bastards right.