I should preface this by saying that I profoundly dislike California State Senator Carole Migden and her big bag of psychotic bullshit. Judge Judy on crack is not who I want representing me in Sacramento. And I am pretty much willing to publicly endorse any lunatic willing to run against her.
Unlike my padre, I have no problem calling a nut a nut, and this loon needs to be locked in a padded room, not roaming the Bay Area screaming about how fabulous she is.
That’s my job.
So you can imagine my delight at hearing that Carole not only crashed her new Caddy because she was screaming at a minion on her cell phone, but that immediately prior to the accident, a bunch of responsible and no doubt, good-looking motorists called 911 about some freak show driving insanely on the freeway. These great American heroes even followed her ass, she was such a danger to society. They saw the accident, got out of their rides and called her on her shit.
Her response? “You can’t talk to me like that! I’m a state senator!”
My favorite part of this article is when the witness says, “There was something wrong with her. I told both the highway patrol and the city police that arrived that either she's drunk or on something.”
If I was Mark Leno, I’d put that shit on t-shirts.
So, just to recap, in case you’re deciding who to vote for, Carole Migden once yelled at my dad, is generally rude to all of God’s creatures and the entirety of her staff looks like their souls have been sucked through their sad, dead, eyes...