Well, ahem, never mind. At least for a day or so. Because Mr. Johnson has invited yours truly to come on his show tomorrow (Tuesday) to discuss last week’s ruling by the Vermont Supreme Court to dismiss all the charges against me and Boots Wardinski for our June, 2006 heckling of John Negroponte. Should be interesting. My appearance is scheduled for 10:15.
And, no, there is no truth to the rumor that Boots will be protesting at the WDEV studios in an attempt to brand me as a “sell-out.” At least I don’t think there’s any truth to it. But you never know with Boots. Besides, he’s been too busy sugaring to know what’s going on in the “real” world anyway. Keep sugaring, my friend.
Or maybe Mark’s just messing with me, and he’s planning to have Leahy/Sanders/Welch/and/or Douglas on the line so that I can ask the “hard questions” myself. Cool. I dare you, Mark. Because my first question would be: How is it that four career politicians can continue spinning their nonsense when they’ve so obviously missed preventing the worst economic crime in our nation’s history? At what point do they feel a sense of guilt, responsibility and/or culpability? After 10 years? 20 years? 30 years of “public service?”
Or maybe Mark’s going to have some of his journalistic peers on the line to protest my assertion that the mainstream media in Vermont has an all-too-comfy connection to the political and economic elite in this state. Again, cool. I’d ask them all this: Doesn’t the fact that a majority of Vermonters vote for both a so-called “socialist” (Sanders) AND a proven right-winger (Douglas) indicate that the media isn’t doing their job in terms of truly covering/presenting their true political inclinations? Because, from my perspective, it’s either that or the average Vermont voter is simply bat-shit crazy for pulling both the Sanders and Douglas lever.
Or maybe he’s got some dirt on me and he’s planning to make damn sure that my only option is bury my face in the woods forever.
Or maybe, just maybe, he’s a decent guy with a keen sense of humor and some thick skin who doesn’t hold grudges when snarky commenters let it rip on him. Yeah, that’s it. Until, that is, we see what he’s got in store for me tomorrow.
Tune in, my friends. And even call if you’ve got the inclination.
Until then, I’ll see you in the woods. It’s nothing but glorious out there today.
They’re all gonna call: Joe, Renee, Brian, Anthony, Deb, Elvis, etc…..
I’m gonna call: “Hey, Michael, is it true you and Boots will be at the Statehouse vote on Gay Marriage in drag?” Yeah, that’s how you should have done Negroponte–all decked out like Queens. Haven’t you seen The Crying Game? Do it in DRAG! I guarantee you’ll make Rush Limbaugh. Maybe even Oprah. Then we’ll have something to blog about.
Or maybe he’s got some dirt on me and he’s planning to make damn sure that my only option is bury my face in the woods forever.
Well, he did cash that huge check from that collection that we all took up, so he’d damn well better.
I’m gonna call you at home while yer on the air, and you will say to Mr. Johnson “Hey, sorry, Mark…I really need to take this. It’s Marselis.” Did WCAX even run this story yet? The pussies.
(Haha: the password to comment is “punks.” Where the hell do you come up with these? I would have chosen “notorious.”)
Okey dokey, I’ve been spreading the word, all over the fuckin’ planet, it seems. My way of thinkin’ it’s the story of the year in Vermont. All the best wishes for tomorrow. – Jay