Pol could be actor’s kin Prez itching to campaign
HARLEY Rouda, of whom I never heard, I’m told, beat 15term incumbent Rep. Dana Rohrabacher, of whom I also never heard, back in November, and now reps California’s 48th Congressional District, of which I don’t know whothehell’s heard.
However, what I have heard is this congressman bears a bigtime facial resemblance to Jeff Daniels, who stars in B’way’s “To Kill a Mockingbird.”
So Rouda attends that show starring Daniels. Leaning over to him from two seats away this lady says, “You’re Jeff Daniels’ brother, right?” “No,” he said, “Just a fan.”
Looking out for babies in trouble
NYC’S Donald Creadore law firm is focusing on — due to a mother’s addiction — opioid dependency. Actions filed in 34 states are to get newborns to the front of the line in the manufacturers and distributors money scramble.
Creadore: “Every 19 minutes another diagnosed baby’s whisked 14 days into an intensive care unit. Hospitals advertise for help in continuously rocking infants to lessen their pain. Caregivers don headphones to diminish the sounds of crying. But official entities aren’t successful in this fight. The opioid-dependent infant issue gets lumped into thousands of other lawsuits.
“The multitude of lawsuits suggests a warehouse. Inventory’s on shelves while hospitals, institutions, medical entities, corporate officials posture and outshout one another. Unlike neonates, they have the luxury of time and resources.”
This law firm only suggests letting government officials know the situation needs help.
Pay attention
NOTICE women today are wearing more trousers than skirts . . . Notice Richard Branson poo-pooing aliens contacting us because, he says, “There’s no question that there are millions of other civilizations out there, but none of them are within reach of Earth and therefore, my instinct is: extremely unlikely” . . . NOTICE now that it’s moving operations eastward, Disney employees are hunting housing East Side, West Side and all around the town.
THIS guy at a cocktail party: “So my shrink says to me, ‘I think you’re OK now. Your immediate problem seems to be handled. You’re cured.’ So I say to him, ‘What means this cure? When I came to you I thought I was Napoleon. So now I’m nobody?’ ”
For sure only in New York, kids, only in New York.