That loud swooshing sound you hear is all of the oxygen being taken in this week before late-entry candidates Bill Foster and Kathleen Ford elbow their way into the mayoral conversation.In my analysis, there’s only room for one of these two candidates in the general election, although that doesn’t mean they should fight amongst themselves. In fact, I think that’s the last thing you’ll see out of these two. In their sights has to be quasi-establishment candidates Jamie Bennett and Deveron Gibbons. Whichever one between Bill and Kathleen makes a better case against Jamie and Deveron will end up in the final conversation. I reckon that’ll be Kathleen. This city is like dry wood, just ready to catch fire. There are so many long-simmering issues that will explode upon contact and Kathleen is just that kind of fire-starter. Who better, or is it worse, to call out Chuck Harmon. Who better, or is still worse, to bitch about the homeless or crime or the security at BayWalk? In this environment, Kathleen Ford is the fire in your house just waiting for the windows to burst open so the whole damn thing rages out of control.
In other, more pleasant news, all three of the mainstream campaigns were out and about this week. Deveron Gibbons unleashed a flood of walkers to go door-to-door, with some support from his friends in the po-po. Jamie Bennett continued to position himself as the most natural heir to Baker’s legacy, while Scott Wagman, oh Scott, all that money and they have you pass out a flyer that looks like a painter’s palette. Listen, Larry and Mitch, we decided not to let Jamie canvas with a weed-whacker in his hand, because, well, it didn’t look mayoral. And I don’t expect Deveron to be handing out money orders when he visits voters. So I just don’t think it was the best decision to link Scott with his painting business. It was one of those ideas I used to have, like when I passed out suntan lotion at a rally for Carey Burns. It’s too cute by half. I appreciate the effort but if your guy gets in over mine, I want him to be able to beat Kathleen or Bill in the general. Handout devices that evoke paint chips ain’t gonna cut it.