OK, so I woke up this morning with the good news that we probably got the killers, yay! I was happy and all that.
However, I watched the press conference, I realized it was another show. Every person on that stage was just itching to jump in front of the camera and pat themselves on the back and thank everyone while also grabbing as much spotlight as possible. In fact, the press conference was basically this: We caught two guys, we can't say anything, but here is 20 people, lead by our flyweight mayor to primp and preen in front of you and claim as much credit as possible.
Its standard Arizona politics, I've lived here all my life, I expect it, even though I groan about the utter transparency of it all.
So, I'm driving downtown for a meeting just a block away from all the radio and TV trucks, and I tune into McBland for some info as KFYI cut immediately to Rush talking about some golf course or some cigar or his private driver or private plane (he is one of us, remember that, but other people do all the work for him, since he is a limosene conservative)
So, McBland opens the phones and a guy calls in and in a gentle way (much more gentle than this person would be) notes that the whole press conference was just a giant back patting photo op of all the politicians trying to look like heros and, it was pretty sickening. A very very valid point.
However, McBland had to make it all about him, as usual. He droned on and on about how he was told the story at 4 am because he has powerful friends, and that HOW DARE a caller berate the mayor and the councilmen and Andrew Thomas's stand in (I think Andy was trying to regrow his mustache) and all the country club swells that Pat calls friends.
And this is the crux of it all, Pat still thinks its 1974, Phoenix is a small town, and he is a young buck that is a big fish in the small pond. He is offended that someone called out the hypocrisy of all his buddies he has on his McBland group who suck up to him. He still thinks its 1974, and he is relevant, hip and part of the city.
Sorry Pat, you came off as the typical arrogant establishment snob today, trying to hold on to your past power and trying not to offend your future guest list for the McBland Group.
Only thing more pathetic was waiting for Sherrif Joke, who wasn't invited on stage to bask in the glow contacting the media to let everyone know that he is still a "tough guy" and that he thinks he is relevant.
I'm very happy we appear to have caught the bad guys, and I praise those who did it, but I'm not gonna beatify every fringe politician that did nothing other than craft some speech about how he was glad that "We" got them, nor some old tired hack that has lost every shred of objectivity because he still wants to be considered a "Swell" and a man about town, and doesn't realize that his "Merv Griffin" style talk show died 30 years ago.
However, I watched the press conference, I realized it was another show. Every person on that stage was just itching to jump in front of the camera and pat themselves on the back and thank everyone while also grabbing as much spotlight as possible. In fact, the press conference was basically this: We caught two guys, we can't say anything, but here is 20 people, lead by our flyweight mayor to primp and preen in front of you and claim as much credit as possible.
Its standard Arizona politics, I've lived here all my life, I expect it, even though I groan about the utter transparency of it all.
So, I'm driving downtown for a meeting just a block away from all the radio and TV trucks, and I tune into McBland for some info as KFYI cut immediately to Rush talking about some golf course or some cigar or his private driver or private plane (he is one of us, remember that, but other people do all the work for him, since he is a limosene conservative)
So, McBland opens the phones and a guy calls in and in a gentle way (much more gentle than this person would be) notes that the whole press conference was just a giant back patting photo op of all the politicians trying to look like heros and, it was pretty sickening. A very very valid point.
However, McBland had to make it all about him, as usual. He droned on and on about how he was told the story at 4 am because he has powerful friends, and that HOW DARE a caller berate the mayor and the councilmen and Andrew Thomas's stand in (I think Andy was trying to regrow his mustache) and all the country club swells that Pat calls friends.
And this is the crux of it all, Pat still thinks its 1974, Phoenix is a small town, and he is a young buck that is a big fish in the small pond. He is offended that someone called out the hypocrisy of all his buddies he has on his McBland group who suck up to him. He still thinks its 1974, and he is relevant, hip and part of the city.
Sorry Pat, you came off as the typical arrogant establishment snob today, trying to hold on to your past power and trying not to offend your future guest list for the McBland Group.
Only thing more pathetic was waiting for Sherrif Joke, who wasn't invited on stage to bask in the glow contacting the media to let everyone know that he is still a "tough guy" and that he thinks he is relevant.
I'm very happy we appear to have caught the bad guys, and I praise those who did it, but I'm not gonna beatify every fringe politician that did nothing other than craft some speech about how he was glad that "We" got them, nor some old tired hack that has lost every shred of objectivity because he still wants to be considered a "Swell" and a man about town, and doesn't realize that his "Merv Griffin" style talk show died 30 years ago.
