So last night, after a couple post-work cocktails, my mind wandered, as is often the case, to the 2010 gubernatorial race. And it suddenly dawned on me – I GET Jim Amann’s approach to clinching the Democratic nomination.
Much is being made of the fact the retired Speaker of the House from Milford only raised around $8,000 over the past three months and still owes the state Elections Enforcement Commission about $20,000 because of an innaccurate filing earlier in the year. In contrast the two other possible Democratic candidates – Stamford Mayor Dannel Malloy and Secretary of the State Susan Bysiewicz – raised about eighteen times that figure each.
Next year and in 2011 and 2012 the state will likely still be facing budget problems. Who do you want sitting up at the capitol making the big decisions? A new Governor whose campaign never faced any money problems or Jim Amann, who knows what it’s like to be in the hole and, perhaps, might still pull out of it?
Also in these stressful times there’s something to be said about Amann’s up beat attitude. Despite his fund-raising challenges and the loss of some key campaign staff, Amann when we spoke yesterday said he’s having a blast.
In contrast you’ve got incumbent Republican Gov. M. Jodi Rell, who began her Feb. 4 budget address by stating “it is a budget that took me weeks and months to put together. Weeks and months in which our national and state economies were worsening. And they still are. No one knows when we will hit bottom.”
Downer.
And there’s Malloy, who, despite emphasizing that he continues to “explore” a run for Governor, has recently issued a series of “pay attention to ME!” press releases criticizing some of Rell’s vetos. If he’s this intense when he’s not even a candidate, just imagine how he’ll be in office. Sheesh. It’s summer, Dan!
I think Amann’s banking on voters’ appetite for a new kind of leader. A Governor who, in the face of a deficit in the billions-of-dollars, ends their budget address with “Everbody chill out. This is not a setback” and then leaves the podium to “Don’t Worry, Be Happy.”
Or, like I said at the start, maybe that’s just those cocktails I drank talking.