A number of media stories have cropped up lately that are very critical of Rudy Giuliani. The attacks have taken a variety of forms, but there has been a unifying theme; that Giuliani as Mayor was a mean son of a bitch. Since the New York media leans hard left, I understand why they would be pushing this stuff.
I don’t know if it’s true. I wasn’t there when he was Mayor. I only know the image he is presenting now on the campaign trail, a down to earth guy with a self depreciating sense of humor. But maybe it’s all true. Maybe Giuliani was willing to throw elbows, play hardball and run roughshod over people to get things done.
In the fat, lazy 1990’s, that wasn’t what we wanted. We wanted a happy President who felt our pain, but the 1990’s are gone. Now we’re in a global war with radical Islamic terrorists who are willing to blow up their own children if that’s what it takes to come here and kill us.
In this new age where our survival hangs in the balance, I want my President to be tough as nails with the determination of a pit bull.
The New York Times says that Rudy is really a son of a bitch. I hope they’re right.
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