Florida Congressman Says, "I'm a Fuck-Up. I'm Sorry."
In a heated battle to keep his seat against Suzanne Kosmas of New Smyrna Beach, Tom Feeney comes clean in a Dr. Phil inspired confessional spill-fest that he hopes will save his ass. I hope not. I've had enough of this blue-eyed lawyer punk. Apologizing because you got busted is a sorry-ass way to come clean. I'm not buying the faux-sincerity, Tommy Boy, even with the Country Kitchen Fruit-Bowl set your spin-masters designed. And ratchet down the sad, whipped-boy routine a notch. You sound like you're trying to get out of trouble with your 4th-grade teacher.
Time to find a real job, Mr. Pretend Public Servant.
Time to find a real job, Mr. Pretend Public Servant.
Labels: florida's 24th congressional district, local news, local politics, new smyrna beach, Suzanne Kosmas, Tom Feeney
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Amen.
The forced contrition is so insincere, yet I feel like that's good enough for a large part of the public--perhaps because their expectations are perpetually in the sub-basement.
Kwame Kilpatrick in Detroit. Eliot Spitzer in New York.
Hell, even our mayor in Baltimore is a conscienceless hag embroiled in a gift-taking scandal.
It's everywhere 'Packs. Hold your nose and vote.
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M.M. McDermott, at September 28, 2008 at 9:16 AM
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