Letter to the Editor The Sun Sentinel

November 13, 2012

Letter to the Editor
The Sun Sentinel
500 Broward Boulevard
Ft. Lauderdale, FL 33394

RE: Debbie & the airport – The back story that today’s editorial about Congresswoman Debbie Wasserman-Schultz misses.

Sirs,

Full disclosure requires me to tell you that Little Debbie sent the police, specifically, Agent Thomas and Agent Mineva of the Florida Department of Law Enforcement, both of whom had badges and guns, to my house because of something I had written. My upbringing on the mean streets of Bayonne prepared me for the “good cop/bad cop” routine. I enclose my letter to Little Debbie written just after the coppers left.

She says she has two degrees in Political Science from the University of Florida. It is inconceivable that she could have spent all that class time and never have heard of the Greek adage “Free men speak with free tongues”. It is a trait common to all card carrying, fire breathing modern American Liberals. The other way you can recognize them is a genetic ailment known as “non-malodorous fecal matter syndrome”. I have heard from confidential sources who, you know what I’m saying, must remain confidential, that she usually has an escort of 10 with 6 of them carrying her in the sedan chair reserved for really important politicians

Does anyone else remember Empress Debbie’s previous escapades at the airport?

Does anyone else remember when she arrived late to the airport and gave her keys to the nearest Sheriff’s Deputy to park her car?

Does anyone else remember when she called her pal Sheriff Ken Jenne, AKA Emperor Kenneth the Short, because one of her car windows wouldn’t go up? She gave him her airport garage location and he said he would look after her car ‘til she got back from her doubtless important public service. Just an example of, as you editorialize, “discretion and good judgment” exercised by public employees, right?

Allow me to paraphrase Orwell.

“All politicians are equal. Some politicians are more equal than others.”

The only thing missing from the recently ended campaign was the “Theme for the Common Man” being played at busy intersections. Had it been played it would have been an eternally cacophonous caterwauling about – you guessed it – the common man and why more must be done for “them”. It’s too bad that “Every Man a King” has gone down the memory hole.

Little Debbie’s protestations to the contrary notwithstanding, she has an air of entitlement about her that raises a stench in the nostrils of honest men.

As my aunt from Hester Street often told me, “Don’t pee on my back and tell me it’s rain”.

I have been operated on for cancer 3 times. I am grateful I don’t have eyes in the back of my head otherwise I would have to look at a most impressive scar from the last operation. I have been diagnosed with congestive heart failure. I just added a titanium knee to my growing collection of metal joints. Neither of my hips can be classified as organic. I set the alarms off when I drive past the airport.

I mention this because I will be leaving from the Ft. Lauderdale airport next month to spend Christmas with my family in Texas.

Forget about a Deputy Sheriff carrying my bag. [Debbie’s need for 2 armed guards to carry one bag can be attributed to the wretched excess that hubris causes] Wouldn’t it be an “act of kindness” if they sent a car to pick me up? Maybe they could jump the line like they used to do when Sheriff Jenne was boss, remember? Maybe they could bump me to first class?

Should this happen I will dedicate myself “to work together [to] find solutions to the real problems facing the state and nation”.

I am too old to believe in Santa Claus but a guy can hope, can’t he?




Kevin Smith