His policies may be bankrupting the city, driving away the middle class, enriching special interests and leaving us all with nothing but poverty-level “living wage” jobs, but this is one time I’m on the mayor’s side.
The LA Weekly’s Patrick Range McDonald raises this issue today:
“Was Los Angeles Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa napping at a Los Angeles County Metropolitan Transportation Authority board meeting in late October? Could all of that travel and nightlife be catching up to the 56-year-old mayor?”
McDonald throws in a paparazzi video of the mayor out on the town with Ryan Seacrest from a while back and quotes gadfly and blogger John Walsh as evidence the mayor fell asleep at the last MTA board meeting where his grand plan for the subway-to-the-sea was getting the green light. He even throws in a picture that at first glance makes it look like the mayor is asleep.
“Walsh writes that Villaraigosa ‘was out like a light for a few minutes’
during the MTA board meeting, which prompted the activist to tell the
mayor to wake up,” McDonald writes.
“Walsh says “300 eyewitnesses” can back up this
bizarre scene — meaning all of the people who attended the meeting
that day — and he’s now requesting MTA video and audio tapes of the
incident through a California Public Records Act request.”
For his part, Walsh blogged: “I POINTED AT THE SLEEPING MAYOR AND SHOUTED TO WAKE HIM UP. ANTONIO
SLOWLY CAME TO HIS SENSES. HE WAS GROGGY AND SAID NOTHING. TOM LABONGE
WHO WAS SITTING NEXT TO HIM ASKED THE MAYOR IF HE WAS ALRIGHT. THAT’S
WHEN I CALLED THE MAYOR ‘A JUNKIE’ AND ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE.”
This is all terribly unfair to the mayor. And not just because there’s dozens of serious issues he deserves to be criticized over.
Nodding off in boring meetings is a God-given right of a busy executive. God knows I’ve done it dozens, no hundreds, of times in news meetings. You know exactly what’s going to happen, what everybody is going to say, and you catch 40 winks.
It’s just good use of your time — at least that’s what I’ve always told people like John Walsh who upbraided me for a few moments of inner peace and quiet.