The Case Against Andrew Cuomo
by Harry Siegel
On the desk of a reporter I work with sits a framed picture of Andrew Cuomo, with a Zen koan he spouted back when he was New York’s massively popular governor whose televised COVID briefings counter-progammed Trump’s and sparked a wave of Cuomosexuality:
“We created a void by not producing enough public information fast enough.”
Simpler times!
Now, the second-generation New York governor—whose father Mario famously counseled that “you campaign in poetry, you govern in prose”—is running for mayor, just three and a half years after resigning from the big job in Albany after a report commissioned by the state attorney general found he’d harassed women who’d worked for him.
Andrew announced his return with a 17-plus-minute video in which he speaks straight to camera throughout. It’s long enough that YouTube slipped in an advertisement half-way through.
It came with captions, from which a poem emerged.
This is that poem:
We must stop talking, and
It must end.
This is not progressive policy.
—An ad about “How To Quit Porn”—
A cauldron of humanity,
Afraid of New York at its worst. Why?
