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By Brian McGrory
| Globe Staff
November 28, 2012
There is a scene in "The Campaign," that rare Will Ferrell movie that fails to live up to expectations, during which Congressman Cam Brady follows up a brief physical encounter with a supporter in a portable toilet by misdialing her number and leaving a racy voicemail on the machine of a devoutly religious family, just as they are saying grace before dinner.
When Brady appears before the news media to explain, he points his finger at the battery of cameras and sternly announces that he will not tolerate this kind of behavior. But congressman, one reporter says, you're talking about your own behavior. Brady quickly slips off the stage.
I thought of this scene last week when my governor and yours, Deval Patrick, sternly declared "I am not happy" after the Globe's intrepid Sean Murphy revealed that Patrick's highway safety director has a driving record longer than some college chemistry textbooks: speeding, crashes, failures to stop. Maybe the administration was captivated by her resume, the one with no transportation or government experience.
You like Deval Patrick. I'm not ashamed to admit I like Deval Patrick. To not like Deval Patrick is to not like bunnies and balloons. He is the anti-Christie, unfailingly polite, usually gracious, an island of warmth in a churning sea of political discord.
But he's got this small problem on his hands, and it goes like this: His governorship is basically falling off a cliff. It's unclear whether he realizes this, especially after he said on Tuesday, while announcing a change in his chief of staff, "We just keep getting better and better."
http://bostonglobe.com/metro/2012/1...oil/2a0FoFbr8k2L3Q5W5wBYzL/story.html?camp=fb
| Globe Staff
November 28, 2012
There is a scene in "The Campaign," that rare Will Ferrell movie that fails to live up to expectations, during which Congressman Cam Brady follows up a brief physical encounter with a supporter in a portable toilet by misdialing her number and leaving a racy voicemail on the machine of a devoutly religious family, just as they are saying grace before dinner.
When Brady appears before the news media to explain, he points his finger at the battery of cameras and sternly announces that he will not tolerate this kind of behavior. But congressman, one reporter says, you're talking about your own behavior. Brady quickly slips off the stage.
I thought of this scene last week when my governor and yours, Deval Patrick, sternly declared "I am not happy" after the Globe's intrepid Sean Murphy revealed that Patrick's highway safety director has a driving record longer than some college chemistry textbooks: speeding, crashes, failures to stop. Maybe the administration was captivated by her resume, the one with no transportation or government experience.
You like Deval Patrick. I'm not ashamed to admit I like Deval Patrick. To not like Deval Patrick is to not like bunnies and balloons. He is the anti-Christie, unfailingly polite, usually gracious, an island of warmth in a churning sea of political discord.
But he's got this small problem on his hands, and it goes like this: His governorship is basically falling off a cliff. It's unclear whether he realizes this, especially after he said on Tuesday, while announcing a change in his chief of staff, "We just keep getting better and better."
http://bostonglobe.com/metro/2012/1...oil/2a0FoFbr8k2L3Q5W5wBYzL/story.html?camp=fb