Gel in Hollywood

The Brylcreem Boy is off to Hollywood to campaign among the stars. He promises that when he's governor, by getty, he'll roll up his sleeves and he will not take a vacation until he's approved a statement about a plan to promise to do something BOLD. Honest, this time for sure. Meanwhile, back in town.....

b-b for Gov.

S.C. Governor Sanford took last week off to have an affair. You're no longer considered fit for national office without at least one tear-filled public confession. ( glycerin makes the best tears, it stays shiny under hot lights and doesn't leave metadata like Photoshop ) That his walkabout was noticed on the first or second day impressed me. Here in S.F., brylcreem-boy ( Mayor Gavin Newsom ) has been M.I.A. since he decided to run for the governorship of California last year, and nobody gives a darn. Our mayor, with the help of the Circus of Supervisors, took the self-congratulatory green bicycle of City government and peddled that sucker straight into a tree. Now he's touring the rubber chicken circuit, asking the swells ( gee, thanks for that posh introduction, Mr. Getty ) to provide him a new entitlement. Granted, we occasionally see a picture of b-b sitting at a desk looking sober for the camera, but thankfully he's just pretending to work. Posing for office is about the only skill he has.