The Mayor finally broke her silence about the police raid.
Not in the corridors of power at City Hall.
On aisle 8 of Home Depot.
That’s how much she thinks of the gay community. The woman who couldn’t be bothered to make an official statement about the police raid, listen to a deluge of citizen complaints, respond to dozens of media inquiries or answer letters written by respected gay organizations, finally gave us her thoughts.
Near the Hand Tools department.
A reporter for Southern Voice. “Southern Voice spotted her and presumably did a Red Dog take down of the Woman Formerly Known as the City’s Leader. She told the reporter that she was unaware that the police raid had torn the gay community apart.
“Early in the media I recall that there had not been complaints, there had been complaints in the media, but not formal complaints to the Atlanta Police department, so I don’t know what the flow [of information] was.”
Right. She just didn’t know. Never mind the five local channels carried the story along with every local print and online publication, not to mention the Associated Press and United Press International. Or the press conference that police chief Pennington gave about the raid.
She didn’t know. After all, she was shopping.
“If there are any allegations about misconduct it’s our intention to investigate them and take the appropriate action,” she said. “I believe that every person who lives or visits Atlanta should be treated fairly and justly.”
Presumably she cut off her one statement on the matter because she was later for the blue light special in Hardware.
What happened to the woman that gay people voted for in droves? I understand she’s got “Senioritis” as one friend put it (seniors in high school facing the last couple of months of school can’t bear the thought of attending classes).
I even understand that as a lame duck mayor she’s got very little power. But half the power of being a mayor is that you own the bully pulpit. You are the spokesperson for the conscience of the city. How much power would it take to simply say, “This is Atlanta, the home of Martin Luther King Jr. We don’t do shit like this.”
Forgive me, Martin.
Mayor Franklin, do you really care so little that you couldn’t make a simple statement unless your cart accidentally bumped into a reporter?
Mayor, if your yawn about this city gets any bigger they’re going to name a hurricane after it.