I'm Mitch Berg. We met last week, finally.
I gotta confess, I started as a lukewarm supporter in '02; I thought (as I still think) that you were one of the very best stump speakers in Minnesota politics, and that counts for a lot with me. But I thought for a long time that you owed too many debts to the "moderate" wing of the state party - the wing that feels that if we don't get the DFL angry at us, they won't hurt us. It worried me.
I became a genuine Pawlenty partisan after the '02 convention, when it was clear that the challenge of Brian Sullivan had pulled you to the right. At that point, you became the best possible candidate; very electable and acceptably conservative.
Your chorus of critics are like a pack of feral chihuahuas; they seek weakness, and swarm it.
The Strib headline is slugged Editorial: Pawlenty bends/Stay tuned, and hope for more. "Hope". It's a funny word to put to it, "hope", that most volatile and tenuous of human emotions, pinned on...
...taxes, those most stultifying smotherers of initiative, of the independent human spirit.
The pack of chuhuahuas is smelling weakness; they see a member of the herd of prey (whatever kind of prey chihuahuas have) slowing down, weakening.
Of course, they have a different word for it:
Let not the best display of gubernatorial leadership Minnesota has yet seen from Gov. Tim Pawlenty be sullied by a fuss over semantics. If he's willing to collect an additional 75 cents on each pack of cigarettes sold in this state, and spend that money on health care and schools, he can call it "squatski" for all we care.Taxes are leadership?
No. Governor Pawlenty, I don't know if you made it to Rudy Giuliani's speech at the Center of the American Experiment last Thursday. Have Brian McLung get you a transcript or a video or something. Rudy spoke about leadership in exactly this situation; the virtue, indeed the imperative, of having a vision and sticking with it as the pack of feral chihuahuas bay at the moon; "taxes! taxes! taxes!".
Their mission; raise taxes by any means necessary. Keep government fat 'n happy at all costs.
You have taken an eminently sensible path through this morass so far, largely - mostly - because you have exercised leadership on this issue. You've needed to; you face a mass of entitlement-mongers so used to getting their way that now, like an alcoholic denied a bump for the road, they're getting nasty. Personal. Very, very ugly.
Let's run with the addict simile for a moment.
Addicts are the world's best con men/women. Their instinctual grift runs the full gamut of emotion; from loud, flailing physical abuse to subtle sweet-talking. An addict is good-cop/bad-cop in one body.
So, too the addict. And what is the bi-partisan big-government establishment in this state if not a huge, addicted homunculus that's been crashing in the taxpayers' basement for the past thirty years, cleaning out our cupboards and liquor cabinets and bank accounts at random, threatening and cajoling and sweet-talking, whatever it takes to stay on the couch and keep their monkey fed?
No new taxes, Governor Pawlenty. That's what tipped me toward supporting you in '02. It's the centerpiece of your administration.
Stay the course. Lead.Posted by Mitch at May 23, 2005 07:43 AM | TrackBack