Haters wish for Andy’s ouster
I have not spoken with Andrew Cuomo since 2016. Philadelphia. Wells Fargo Center. The Democratic National Convention.
That week’s embedded in my brain because jewelry I’d placed in the hotel’s locked downstairs vault I never ever saw again. So traumatic that I remember every second of my experience there. At the CNN Grill’s lunch break for VIPs is when he and I last spoke.
The point’s made because no way can my opinion now be explained with: “Oh, she’s a buddy of the governor . . .” No. I was only extremely close to his governor father Mario and his wife, Matilda.
So I just want to say you don’t like Andrew? OK, don’t like him. There isn’t anybody who doesn’t dislike somebody. Nobody likes everybody. He’s a bully, in office too long, upset over the nursing home tragedy? OK. But it has nothing to do with this opinion:
Back when females wore stockings and bras, and gents opened doors for ladies, before investigations, sexual harassment headlines, shrill voices and HRs to run to, bosses made passes. Lousy — but happened to us all. Sometimes it worked well, sometimes not. Its handling was conversation around the office water fountain, back when we had an office and a water fountain.
The types who tower had power. It was the older generation’s roadbook. And many a Hollywood and Washington name traveled it.
Recently, a senior gentleman and young lady shared an elevator. At their mutual floor, he stepped back for her to precede him out. She then berated him loudly for his “stupidity” and misuse of today’s equality. He was stunned. He hadn’t yet graduated to today.
The world’s changed. In several cases for the better. And we, he, Andrew need change with it (although he says he’s done nothing wrong). But forgetting the front-page issue — a fact is he has enemies. They . . . just . . . want . . . him . . . out. Apart from the nursing home horror, grudges exist. Hate is flourishing. Bodies will fight against his survival.
Watch. This continues. The spadework has only begun. Their life’s work is to dig deep. Bodies known to many are already out there churning for more.