Moving right along…all those things, except for the whore-mongering (I’m guessing), are long behind the good Governor, but he was letting it be known. I say good for him. Tell the truth and shame the devil. If you tell the truth now they can’t call you a liar later. I’m proud of him for coming forward with the truth when he was asked about his prior drug use, by a reporter. You can bet that if the reporter asked the question, it’s a good chance he already knew the answer. Anyway, what he gotta lie for anyway? He has the perfect cop out. “They told me that was a cigarette. Hell, I couldn’t see it.”
I joke, but I am hella proud of my boy, Paterson. He is a true trend setter. Did you know he became the first non-white legislative leader in New York’s history when he was elected the Democratic leader of the New York State Senate back in 2002? Then in 2004 he became the first visually impaired person to address a Democratic National Convention. Soon after, in 2006, he was elected New York’s first African-American lieutenant governor. Now, in 2008, he has been sworn in as New York’s first Black Governor.
Question: Are there any other black folk up in New York? I’m just saying.
One of the best quotes I think I have ever run across was this one given by Governor Paterson, to the New York Amsterdam News; when he said: "You don't want to be the first; you want to be the first of many." Ain’t that the truth? Although I’d settle for being the first, but not in New York; ‘cause that bastard is taking everything.
Oh, and can I just go on record as saying that I have never done an illegal drug. Never tried, experimented or had the will to. For some reason people think that everyone has partook in the experimentation of drug use, even if it was just the use of marijuana. Not true. I have never had the urge. Not that I am a saint or anything, mind you. It is just that growing up there was certain things that I knew held true for myself. When I was a in about the first grade I use to have a very compulsive nature. If I did something, like tap on the wall with one hand, I had to do it the same amount of time with the other (this was before I had ever even heard the term excessive compulsive). However, without ever been told I knew there was something wrong about this behavior. Not unlike playing with yourself, while you suck your thumb and watch Family Affair, while rubbing the silky ends of the bedspread with your feet whiles you grandma is frying chicken in the kitchen. Don’t nobody ever has to tell you it’s wrong. It’s something you just know. So, anyway, I decided at the very young age of six that I had an additive personality and that I could never do anything that could possibly become habit forming. (True story).
Anyway, how did this post become about me? DAVID PATERSON AIN’T NO PUNK!
-One Man’s Opinion. Peace.