Karl "True Story" Rove
“…if I did run for office and win, I would serve out my term, and I wouldn’t leave office midterm.”
With Gillespie in place, I could leave with confidence that an experienced hand would be on board to handle anything that came up (pg 493-4).
The Plame investigation had exhausted more than my physical reserves. It had also burned through a significant portion of my family’s finances. I’d made sure that no one really knew just how big of a bite my legal tab had taken out of my savings, but I had juggled as long as I could without putting my family’s financial security at risk. More important than money, however, was the toll that my life had taken on my wife and son. I could see more clearly how the press attention, the protesters surrounding our house, the ugly anonymous letters and snarky Internet postings had weighed on them, evening if I’d been able to block most of it out (pg 494).
I felt angry that financial circumstances were forcing me to leave, but I felt grateful the president supported my complicated decision (pg 495).
In early 2009…we were faced with attorneys’ bills that would grow to more than $500,000—a lot more than my total salary for all the time I’d served as governor (pg 363).
It was easy to take Grandpa’s advice when it concerned my own hide. But the attacks on my family? Those cut deep (pg 370).
Financial hardship is painful but bearable. Loss of reputation I can take. But I could not and cannot tolerate watching Alaska suffer. One by one, each ethics complaint against me was tossed out. But a new one quickly sprouted to take its place. I knew it wouldn’t stop and the ongoing cost to our system plagued me (pg 374).
My team had been targeted for destruction because of who the team leader was. I began to think it was time to pass the ball…I announced my conclusion that it was best for Alaska if I stepped aside. “We will be in the capable hands of our Lieutenant Governor, Sean Parnell” (pg 377).
Note: I don’t like Karl Rove. I especially don’t like him after he made these comments in 2011. But being mad at him doesn’t do anything but make my blood pressure creep up to John Candy levels. Instead, I channel that anger into the most productive route I can: Donating time and money to candidates endorsed by Gov. Palin because most of the time they’re not the candidates endorsed by Karl Rove. If that article from the New York Magazine made your blood boil, then get thee down to a candidate’s HQ come 2014 and work that anger off.
Because seeing a Sad Face Rove on another election night after his boxcar comes in dead last will make a run to any Walgreen’s Pharmacy entirely unnecessary.