Lincoln's Log

Someone please put a restraining order on the local Republicans for self protection so that they don’t injure themselves banging their heads against the wall. They must be apoplectic after being awaken from the sweet fantasy of a November victory by a rude, late night attack coming from no less than another Greenwich resident.
So instead of licking their chops over the carcass of an ambulatory Chris Dodd, they are suddenly looking up at the hulking presence of the most popular member of the opposite party looming over them like a bad dream.
Moreover, a smackdown primary between the wrestling diva and the former congressperson from the Second District looms. It would be divisive, expensive and extremely entertaining.
I covered Richard Blumenthal when he was one of the youngest U.S. attorneys in history back in 1978 and I was the New Haven bureau chief for the Hartford Courant. No reporter then – and I am guessing now – ever had to go through an intermediary to talk to Blumenthal. No flaks. No aides. Richard Blumenthal always took your call. He was one of the most accessible politicians I ever covered. I left Connecticut in 1983 for the Boston Globe and followed his career in absentia.
Like may folks, I found Blumenthal a little too publicity hungry as AG. But boy, he sure made good copy. And over 19 years as AG he also scored a lot of chits with the little people of Connecticut – the out-of-work single mother who battled her insurance company, the working class Joe who got a raw deal from a used car purveyor.
My guess is that as candidate for the United States Senate, Richard Blumenthal is going to try and cash in on those chits. And the people will deliver them by the buckets full.