Cuomo: 'the Mouth of the Hudson"

I'm wondering if NY Governor Andrew Cuomo is a step in human evolution.  There has perhaps never been a public person for whom his mouth is a more conspicuous feature, both in his physical aspect and in his personality, than this histrionic and impetuous individual.

Sure, there have been notable orators, like Churchill or FDR; Andrew is celebrated for his presentations but is notable, I think, mainly for an insipid pseudo Shakespearean style employed on momentous occasions like abrogating the 2nd Amendment , welcoming killers of police to the society of the lawful and bidding apostates exit his principality but also, I suspect, when ordering quiche.  I would love to see a test of the oxygen content in an arena in which Andrew embarks on one of his transcendent and epic journeys of  pontification; as the  capacious maw swings open and the basilisk eyes briefly roll and his moment of narcissistic and stentorian expectoration bodes nigh, it is to be wondered that any element vital to life remains  to sustain the audience.  Presently, fulsome profundities sally forth as to battle bound while the world bears witness.  Oh, its all too cool; real America; you've got see this to believe it (and you may if he continues his dreamy crusade).

Now his cavernous orifice has delivered of him, quite possibly, his "basket of deplorables" moment. He maintains that the U.S. "was never that great" and in doing so has drawn  howls even from his acolytes.  It wasn't really necessary in order to torpedo his preposterous Presidential hopes.  It was already an object of fervent activity in gambling circles whether he would be supported by fifty or, at the outside, one hundred fifty voters living between Binghamton and Bakersfield, in his quixotic quest for what he regards as his due - our White House.   And though that America which manages to get on between the coasts is of nothing to him, it did put Donald Trump in the office Andrew wants so much to redeem.

Let us not suppose for one moment that in these faux pas Andrew or Hillary were less than completely honest. For Alinskyite radicals like them, forthright admission of far leftist intentions is to be avoided if one hopes to trick the rubes into support. But for those driven, as they surely are, by emotion and unanswerable when reminded of the less than favorable record of the left since 1917, one cannot but expect some spillover of perfervid and unassailable conviction.

Andrew has never had a chance of being elected President; his comparably self righteous father wisely refrained.  Andrew was born without such relative humility and yet dreams.  But you just can't be elected President  or, perhaps, even be reelected Governor of lala land NY when you lead with your mouth.  Oh, it always gets you in trouble and Andrew, your "never that great" winner may have consigned you to canasta and Chardonnay with Hillary up in the airy reaches of that place in Westchester County where your ilk hides.  Meanwhile, you are, the consummate "Mouth of the Hudson".  Jack