Much like a Wolfgang Puck restaurant at the Newark airport, Mercury has no atmosphere. Its surface is very similar to our moon’s, but because it’s so close to the sun, temperatures can exceed 800 degrees during the day. As lying liars say about Phoenix, it’s a dry heat. But when it comes to Andrew Cuomo’s downfall, my eyes are drier than the surface of Mercury.
He deserves what he’s getting.
And yet, I’d rather he was being pelted from the public stage for other reasons. It’s not that I think his behavior toward women was anything but reprehensible. If half of the stuff in the attorney general’s report is true, he has no place in public office. But I kind of feel like this is the political equivalent of getting Al Capone for tax fraud. It’s wholly legitimate—and certainly better than nothing—but somehow insufficient.