This Masquerade

How much will Deval Patrick and Tim Cahill bill this state for their power trip?

The governor and the treasurer have become fast friends, haven’t they? They’re like twin brothers from different mothers, seeing the world through the same eyes, looking down on Massachusetts voters with the same scornful faces. When you think of the Deval Patrick-Tim Cahill partnership, you can’t help recalling the line from Steely Dan’s “Show Biz Kids”: “You know they don’t give a [damn] about anybody else…”

Cahill has spent the last few months insulting our collective intelligence, attempting to convince us that his bid for the State House is some noble endeavor, some valiant effort to resurrect Ed King’s spirit for the 21st century.  He is the Pacino of our politics, flawlessly playing the role of a humble, centrist ex-Democrat whose consciousness has been raised, a traveler on the Damascus road who has seen the light about Beacon Hill’s sleaziness. It’s been a phenomenal performance, worthy of an Oscar–or a Razzie.

Who is Cahill trying to fool, besides the gullible? This is the same huckster who had the nerve to compare Patrick to John Adams four years ago. His “conversion” is a false one. He is so obviously still a Democrat sinner, a hypocritical heathen beyond the reach of political grace.

With each passing day, the nature of the Patrick-Cahill con becomes more and more obvious. Patrick is simply incapable of winning a debate without someone running interference for him. Four years ago, Patrick was all mealy-mouthed pap, saying virtually nothing of substance: instead of getting his hands dirty, he sat back while Christy Mihos verbally assaulted Kerry Healey. Now, Patrick gets in a few bon mots and potshots while Cahill plays the Mihos role against Charles Baker.

Cahill the centrist? Come now. Both Cahill and his pal Patrick are inebriated on the liquor of liberalism: it was Cahill who four years ago declared that Patrick’s contempt for tax reform represented “courage.” What courage? Patrick’s disdain for tax relief was nothing more than doctrinaire Democratic dogma–the sort of dogma Cahill gave the thumbs-up to.

Cahill was a key player in a ugly game four years ago. He was part of the crew that deceived voters into believing that Patrick had the credentials and the credibility to be an effective governor. He was a collaborator in the effort to deny a more meritorious Republican candidate a victory in the general election–and he’s up to his old tricks again.

Patrick and Cahill fooled us once. Shame on them. We won’t let them fool us twice, lest the shame be on us. If their arrogance could be measured in dollars, Patrick and Cahill would be worth more than Warren Buffett. They assume that voters don’t remember the hoax they pulled off four years ago, the scam that exploited Cahill’s image of fiscal responsibility as part of an effort to propel Patrick into the Corner Office.

Patrick and Cahill must loathe voters with long memories, those of us who remember that foul day four years ago when Cahill affixed his seal of approval to the Patrick vision. Those who us who remember know what both of them are up to. We’ll never forget.

There’s less wealth in the Commonwealth thanks to these two. Cahill helped to foist Patrick upon this state–and as a result, we have a state divided, with a few having opportunities and many wondering if opportunity will ever come again, with a few having full stomachs and many not having enough for both themselves and their children, with a few giving Patrick praise and many damning Patrick in word and in thought.

Cahill’s endorsement of Patrick four years ago helped lead us down this bitter road. These two men hurt this state before. We will not let them hurt this state again.

On November 2, we’ll send a loud message to these two confidence men. That message will be: We don’t trust you as far as we can throw you. That’s why we’re throwing you out.

About D. R. Tucker