How I Got Over Andrew Cuomo

Seeing past the Dean Martin-Godfather Glamour into his Covid-bearing cobra-like Conartistry

By

David Gottfried

PREFACE: I am still in the hospital. See the preface to my past few posts which notes that my hospitalization forces me to write on a phone without any word processing tools.

About the clump of dump on pennsylvsnia avenue:

I just completed the following piece on Cuomo. I hadn't intended to write about the clump of dump in the white house, but I am hearing that human excrement speak as I write this. All decent people know that Trump is shit in human form. We don't need to recount the venomous aspects of that serpent's heart. We have to think deeply and brilliantly about how to defang and vanquish monster Trump.

Because get this straight: Just as Hitler kept winning even though he was widely predicted to fall flat on his face (people were sure that the highly educated German people would reject that fiend) Trump keeps winning even though January 6 seemed to seal his doom. Just as Hitler, a middling, mediocre painter, misfit and misanthrope, surged to the apex of absolute power over the world, Trump, a king in nothing but tackiness, cattiness and crap, sits in a chair that once supported the noble Fatherly frame of Abraham Lincoln. We have to destroy him before there are…

Andy: Seducing NY like a more urbane version of Dean Martin

Andrew Cuomo is competing to be Mayor of New Yotk. I am staunchly opposed to his candidacy. I once loved the guy.

When I was young, I wanted to be Italian. Sure, I loved Jewish food, but the holy trinity of pasta, marinara sauce and cheese elicited gastro intestinal orgasms. And Italian guys gorged themselves on Italian food all day long and were muscular and never fat (In the 70s, fattiness was very rare among young men)

On top of that, Italians had such vast and supportive familial networks. If an Italian lost his apartment, he had one of 22 cousins within a 3 mile radius of his former home ( in bensonhurst, Brooklyn, naturally) to pick him up.

People say Jews have tight knit families. Bullshit. We had tight knit families, but the cohesion was killed when we imbibed the most advanced and provocative dogmas of modernism.

More specifically: My mother became a nun in the new Jewish religion of psychoanalysis. This taught her that her mother castrated her brother, father and maybe me, and when I was 12 she retrieved playboy magazines from our rat infested basement, gave them to me and was so anxious to assess my arousal that she seemed poised to pounce on my prick with a tape measure to determine if I was going straight or gay. Our family was utterly snuffed out by what passed for “Science.”

(I laud science, but science isn't made of party platforms, an obsequious veneration of the left or the right, or the boring, studious pronunciation of thousands of superfluous words — remember Nietzsche’s adage on good writing: say in ten sentences what others fail to say in a book. Science stems from an unsparing, relentless search for the unvarnished truth).

We once had large families. But among highly educated, unobservant Jews in the 1960s, couples had one kid, divorced when the kid was two and hobbled along till death alternating between Valium and vodka, the Ramones and Rachmaninov and, in the words of one bouncy, brilliant Jewish girl I knew, “Give me librium or give me meth.”

I loved the way Italians dressed, drove their gaudy cars and bared their swarthy limbs whenever the mercury rose above 59 degrees .

It suddenly occurred to me: it would be okay to be queer if I was also a ginnie t shirt wearing ginnie because being a ginnie was so redeemably breathtakingly cool. The white suit, the red shirt, the white Cadillac spelled out a world where appetites were enlarged and joyously sated. Galas and bachanals succeeded by volcanic eruptions of steaming seed.

ENOUGH OF SPAGHETTI WET DREAMS --CUOMO'S UNFORGIVABLE COVID CRIME

I loved cuomo. He articulated liberal

positions with all the sterling acumen of an Oxford Don and all the aggressive chutzpah of Rocky Grazziano.

But then he committed a sin that dramatically augmented covid deaths.

This story was reported by fox. But the NY Times reported the same story with copious documentation and without Murdochian mendaciousness.

Cuomo wanted to shore-up new york's nursing homes, allegedly teetering on the brink of insolvancy. He wanted to infuse lots of cash.

Most nursing home patients were chronic patients waiting to die. The nursing homes didn't do anything other than give them food that they didn't eat. Because these patients didn't get the full Monte of medical care, nursing homes got only perhaps 1000 dollars a night to watch people marinate in piss and shit whereas traditional hospitals might get 3000 a night to create detailed logs chronicling a patient's medicinal dismemberment.

So cuomo saved some fat cats who owned nursing homes by sending those homes the very valuable kiss of death in the form of covid patients transferred from real hospitals

THIS SLAUGHTED SCORES AND SCORES, NAY MILLIONS, OF SENIORS

In traditional hospitals, disinfectant and anti microbial regimens are employed. Long term facilities are much laxer. They are filled with poorer and older people whom the phony bullshit liberal state of new york has decreed are deserving of an expedited death. Face masks are as uncommon as umbrellas in the Sahara. The nurses think that RSV is a new type of SUV.

The environs have the air of a sleepy, tattered shanty town in The carribean where a lackadaisical negligence is the order of the day. And nursing homes have the oldest patients, the patients most vulnerable to covid.

AND THAT IS HOW ANDREW CUOMO, LIKE SOME CARTHAGINIAN PRIEST AND BEAST, SACRIFICED NEW YORK'S PARENTS TO COVID