The political persona Mr. Malloy has chosen to bedeck himself with during the upcoming campaign is that of a pinch-penny accountant who loses sleep anytime a crony capitalist tax is given to multi-millionaire owners of large and small business operations. In Connecticut politics, political masks are changed as easily and often as socks, with no one being the wiser.
In a starling announcement on the sunny fourth of June,
From left field came a surprise that afternoon.
With dicey-looking figures and mathematical wiggle room,
We saw the latest road map to efficient fiscal doom.
The numbers are inflated, optimistic fuzzy math,
With details twice as blurry as a fuzzy photograph.
If the goal’s creating jobs, I propose a better path.
Make jobs of things we use in Hartford every day,
Like my wondrous local library, underfunded, overfilled,
Like repairing the streets and sidewalks that are crumbling away.
These are critical improvements that need capital every day.
Must cities always kiss-up to the whiter collar set,
When the needs of people living here you seem to just forget?
Seems like fixing our neighborhoods would be a better bet,
Or plowing piles of snow instead of giant mountains of debt.
These lower cost investments in the things you might find dull
Will be longer term solutions to our economic lull.
They are all more shovel-ready than a steaming load of bull.