Thursday, March 29, 2007

Here's how to get a new federal courthouse built in downtown Rockford

For years, Rockford has been trying to get a new federal courthouse built, but groundbreaking is stalled, as the Register Star recently reported.

The problem is with the General Services Administration, which has yet to see fit to put the Rockford project on the front burner.

Ah, but now we're learning that the GSA is a nest of political partisanship where one of Karl Rove's flunkies has been schooling the troops on how to use the agency to protect Republican congressional incumbents and screw the Democrats.

So, the solution in the Rockford case is simple: Find a worthy challenger to incumbent GOP Rep. Don Manzullo in next year's election. If the GSA perceives potential trouble for Manzullo, the agency might get cracking on the courthouse project so he can claim credit.

Yes, The Rascal has been encouraged to challenge Manzullo, but it ain't gonna happen. Never. Ever. You see, as a young man, I inhaled (otherwise, the exercise would have proved pointless), and I don't want to have to deal with that and other dingy laundry on the campaign trail.

But, certainly there are others who might give Manzullo a run for his money. You don't even have to win. Just create enough of a fuss to move the GSA off the dime on the courthouse project.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

The rascal should definitely run against Manzullo. Look at the Presidential candidates. Obama admits he inhaled and your personal life can't be any messier than Giuliani's. If Clinton could have run again, he'd have won a third term and we all know what a saint he is. I say the rascal should get caught in a prostitution sting down on 7th street in Rockford and then immediately announce his candidacy for Congress.

The Rascal said...

Hookers on 7th Street? Been there, done that. But I still ain't running for Congress.

The Rascal said...

Goat: I think you'd be better suited to the role of coatholder -- you know, something really menial and subservient. But you'll be first on my list of calls to make if I suddenly feel, as George Bush apparently did, a command from above to serve the peepul in elected office. At present, all I hear from above is noise from a guy on the third floor of my apartment complex (which I like to call my gated community). Divine he ain't.