"Progressive" NYC Mayor Bill de Blasio Promises to "End Inequality"

Best o' luck with that one, "Uncle" Bill.

I'll give you this: you've induced instant nostalgia for your predecessor, the gazillionaire doofus who desired only to micromanage the populace's intake of sugary soft drinks.


Update: A song for "Uncle" Bill:

Start spreadin' the news.
He's leadin' today.
He wants to bring "equality":
New dork, new dork.

De Blasio's views
Are very outré.
He is so "pure" of heart, you see:
New dork, new dork.

He longs to remake the Big Apple,
And he'll persist.
Because he's makin' no bones--
He's so socialist.

A. Wiener, that sleaze
Ain't lookin' so bad.
I bet that soon they'll come to see
The bigger cad.
To try and make his point
He'll go and wreck the joint.
And he'll come through,
New dork,
New-ew dork!

Update: Roger L. Simon casts a bleary, baleful eye at Bill's as-left-as-it-gets inauguration:

These days, when everybody’s insurance agent or accountant drives around in a Mercedes because interest rates are so low and why not, when it comes to true conspicuous consumption, when it comes to really being the true modern plutocrats, the Democrats are now the party of the rich — Sheldon Adelson excepted, of course. 

So  when I watched the broadcast of the inauguration of New York City’s new mayor Bill de Blasio with all the talk of income equality and two New Yorks blablabla, all I could do is snort — that is after checking out the cut of the expensive topcoats on De Blasio and Bill Clinton. Good schmeck, I believe they used to call it  in the Garment District. 

But whatever they called it, the entire event, including Harry Belafonte’s  comments straight out of the Third International, smacked or schmecked of high comedy. Income inequality — my fat fanny!  These guys (and girls) can’t be serious.  They were probably all busy checking their smart phones to see how the market was doing (not good that day).  As for the poor, it doesn’t matter what happens to them as long as the rhetoric is good and they keep voting Democratic.

To continue in the same Yiddish vein: it schmecked--and there were lots of schmucks (including an unapologetic Farrakhan accolyte).

Update: Mark Steyn comments on "Uncle" Bill's bashing and thrashing of those "greedy" plutocrats, the eee-ville 1%:

The richest 1% in New York City provide 50% of the city’s revenues. The richest 1% provide 50% of the revenue. I wonder what figure he could tell us he thinks they should pay. Should they pay 65%? Should they pay 80%? People in New York, you know, you have to be above a certain age to remember what that city was like in the 1970s and 80s, and you have to still be living there. A lot of New York’s population is transient. I happened to catch a bit of a PBS special on Marvin Hamlisch, the composer of A Chorus Line. And it showed some scenes of Broadway in the year A Chorus Line opened in 1975. It showed Times Square when Times Square was the kind of place where you’d be lucky to get across it without being mugged in broad daylight. That city was dysfunctional. You take the rich people out of that city, and what you’re left with is basically an East Coast version of Detroit.

With a guy like Bill at the help, NYC is headed straight to grotesque Detroitesque burn out.