Thursday, March 27, 2014

Our Governor

That smiling man in the picture there is the governor of the state I live in...That's Republican Governor Tom Corbett, a man I never heard of until he ran for Governor...A man I was certain was going to lose in the mid-term elections of 2011...but who surprised me and won... Largely because of voter apathy...

He is up for re-election and despite the fact that he has gutted the Philadelphia School system...Which should be enough for him to be sent a solid message from the state's largest city...I fear he may still win re-election...

He is trying very hard to win the support of the Tea Party and other far right Republicans...And he is using their favorite target....(other than Black Americans...)
Gays...

Last year.. Corbett’s attorneys, in a filing to stop Montgomery County from issuing marriage licenses, compared gay marriage to allowing 12-year-olds to get married.  After being chastised by equality advocates and editorials across the state, Corbett doubled down, comparing the marriage of same-sex couples to incest.

When asked about his lawyers’ comparison of gay marriage to 12-year-olds, Corbett said, "It was an inappropriate analogy, you know," Corbett said. "I think a much better analogy would have been brother and sister, don't you?"

These and other hateful and idiotic statements get him a few brownie points with the Tea Party and Far Far Right crowd...but they won't play in Philadelphia and Harrisburg ,Chester and Pittsburg...

No...He's counting on apathy and short memories.....I just can't imagine another three or four years under this man...Can you?

No one should be apathetic come this fall...There really is a lot at stake!


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