Friday, February 1, 2008

Kwame Kilpatrick: in shit up to his eyeballs. Perhaps, someone should text him in case he still doesn't get it.

And so he spoke or, rather, they spoke. Pathetic. Of course, his wife will be sticking around - what else can she do? Divorse him and have to face the real world in which not only she'd need to get a job but the job that can provide for herself and 3 kids?

And Kwame... Man, they say he's a good Mayor and I believe it. But this is not about him doing or not doing his job. This is not about their marriage - guys, relax, nobody really cares. It's about him possibly lying under oath and then spending NINE FUCKING MILLION bucks from Detroit's cash-strapped budget so he can cover up the adventures of his dick. As if Detroit, which recently "won" again in Forbes' rating of most criminal and, thus, least suitable cities for living in the US, needs more negative PR.

Kwame, I don't give a shit who you screw in your office or your home or anywhere else! I don't even care if you do it instead of doing your job - sorry, but if Detroit disappears altogether from the face of the Earth, I will hardly lose my sleep. But your arrogance and - yes! - stupidity multiplied by possible perjury is way too much. For everybody.

I knew you wouldn't resign voluntarily, in your TV stunt you didn't say anything I didn't expect you to say. But I indeed hope that you will be ousted - with maximum possible amount of shame. You were right that night: nobody has or should have anything against your wife or kids. It's very much against you and you alone.

Perhaps, before they come to remove your fat ass from the office, they'll text you so, you can pack whatever personal shit you'd want to take besides your reputation.