Afzaliís Best-Laid Plans
It’s no secret about my deprecating Del. Kathy Afzali: Several columns in the past centered on her. I don’t believe her experience. She danced in “Cats.” She doesn’t claim her level. I first began to doubt her the single time in the Afzali’s home.
Her husband was so servile; he regarded her as a “goddess.” Closer to her than he was, in all kinds of ways. This grated on my nerves. Her manner was so imperial. I think he comes from Iran. Ma’alesh. That’s not Farsi, but plain dirt Arabic.
As you know, Kathy Afzali is running for a second term in the House of Delegates. But first she ran against U.S. Rep. Roscoe Bartlett two years ago. (Talking of Chutzpah! That’s plain Yiddish.) In her first term as elected politician, she enters against a guy who is more experienced. If she hadn’t challenged Roscoe, I still resent her.
Coming from a Show-Biz background – for 30 years I was a critic on Washington TV channels 9 & 5 – and I continued for the Frederick News-Post and TheTentacle.com after moving to Frederick. Ms. Afzali strikes me as a phony.
Her posing with Del. Michael Hough (R) doesn’t make sense; he’s announced that he wants to takeover Sen. David Brinkley’s chair. Most of the county supports the longtime senator; on the first Tuesday in November, Ms. Afzali will discover this. Of course, I’m surprised she looks forward to a life after the election.
Mr. Hough and Delegate Afzali have always been regarded as ex-state Sen. Alex Mooney’s protégés. He decided Maryland is too civilized for him; he’s vamoosed to the state to West Virginia. There I’m convinced he will run out of space. The Hillbilly state is not as fractious when I was employed by a congresswoman from the southernmost district. I worked for her, writing columns and spent many a time in yellow-painted buildings, drinking moonshine from jars.
Ms. Afzali is doomed to meet Mr. Mooney’s fate – running out of geography. Or else, the terrain all covered with somebody’s excrement; this time she knows who to blame – herself. I’ve given up patience for her public utterances. Somebody’s bound to take her.
Where is the genuine candidate? From conversations, I know the GOP is happy to get rid of her. When the party abandons you, what’s left? Some fancy persons blinded by the publicity they can get defending a public figure.
When I was writing a News-Post column, she was momentarily an associate; that’s when I visited her house, for some kind of Sunday afternoon party. That’s when I disrespected her. There are no words.