Governor Bentley smart enough to avoid Mother’s Day message

I watch our dear sweet Governor Bentley’s Twitter account closely. There’s a baseline level of delusion about it, in that he continues to post little bits of his day—ribbon cuttings and what-not—as if he hasn’t thoroughly disgraced himself and Alabama. Just going about my business. Working so hard for you. Putting the guber in gubernatorial.

I paid extra attention yesterday because as silly as he sounds already, he was going to sound beyond outrageous if he dared to say anything about Mother’s Day. I was ready to ask him to recount how he treated the mother of his children, or whether he thought about Rebekah Mason being a mother while he fondled her breasts.

Perhaps retaining some (demonstrably rudimentary) grasp of political optics, he didn’t go there. Instead, he wrote a bizarre op-ed about how much he’s doing for us, and what he wants to get done “by the time I leave office in 2019.”

Yes, it really says that. It also says this:

“The Bible tells us in Proverbs 29:18, ‘Where there is no vision, the people perish.’ When you elected me to serve as your governor in 2010 and again in 2014, I told you I had no intention of being a ‘caretaker governor.’ I believe — I know — in my heart that I am serving out God’s purpose for my life, and that He placed me here to work for you and to solve the problems that have held our state back for decades. The Lord gave me a job to do, and I always want to work it with all my might. And that takes vision.”

I don’t think unhinged is too strong a word for this. The man is not operating in our reality.

There was another piece this morning on Bentley possibly using medical records illegally. It is full of people speaking on background, including this promising tidbit:

“At least four former aides have confirmed their continuing cooperation with federal law enforcement.”

One would think—hope—that if Robert Bentley is indicted on a federal charge, it will become impossible for him to continue to hold office.

His unrestrained gall has me wondering whether I’ve ever so badly wanted to see someone in prison fatigues and leg irons.

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