No mask? NO PROBLEM!

That’s my motto. I’ve even produced a t-shirt with those words, and I’m sending one to City Hall, for Mayor Marty Walsh, the latest hypocrite Democrat busted for not wearing one of those absurd masks – “face coverings,” as his boon companion, Gov. Charlie Parker calls them.

You can buy your “No Mask? NO PROBLEM!” t-shirt at this link, and we’ll also throw in an autographed, free copy of my book about the 2016 election, “What Really Happened.”

Here’s a link to the original story:

And here’s a link to the WCVB follow up:

So here is the list, a very partial list, of the pontificating political scofflaws who demand masks for thee, but not for me.

House Speaker Nancy “Marie Antoinette” Pelosi: “I was set up!”

Lt. Gov. Karyn “Pay to Play” Polito, to paraphrase: “It wasn’t my kegger, it was my brother’s!” (Disregard the fact that they live next door to each other, in a compound on a lake.)

And now, Mahhhty: “It was a foolish move.”

He elaborated to Ch. 5 (while not wearing a mask by the way – which I don’t care about, just operating on his own do-as-I-say-not-as-I-do standards):

“I just tell people: ‘Wear your mask.’ I have my mask on all the time. It’s always on me. I have one in every pocket. I didn’t have it on taking the selfie.”

Okay, first, you don’t have it on all the time, Marty. The picture proves that. Which brings us to point two: It’s not “always on me.” Obviously. And so what if you have one in every pocket, if you’re not wearing it?

It’s all BS, and you know it.

Here’s the story: Marty goes to a “family wedding” down on the South Shore – Hingham, maybe? When I first saw the photo, on, I figured it had to be an Irish-type wedding.

Why else would Marty be wearing that goofy green tie, when it’s not even St. Patrick’s Day?

As he’s leaving, he says, these two women ask him to pose with them for a selfie? Hey, why not, it’s what dumb pols do nowadays. Remember John Forbes Kerry down on Nantucket posing with the young chicks sipping from open containers with penis straws?

It wouldn’t have been a problem except for one thing:

Mayor Mahhhhty has been one of the chiefs of the Maskachusetts State Mask Police.

This very weekend, he tweeted out brusque orders to his subjects to keep the mask.

“Wear a mask,” he demanded. “Stay 6+ feet away from others.”

Tweet after tweet after tweet, press conference after press conference, as the city’s economy crashed around him, Marty has been a gloomy Gus, a nervous Nellie.

Aug. 4: “It’s incumbent on each of us to stay vigilant.”

Aug. 10: “I need everyone to wear a face covering.”

Aug. 21: “This is no time for complacency.”

Blah-blah-blah. Hey Marty, here’s a quarter, call somebody who cares!

I get it, you’re all nervous about Michelle Wu, the city councilor coming after you in the 2021 mayor’s fight. You should be. The city is totally trashed, an economic basket case.

The catastrophe is not completely your fault, Marty. But you haven’t helped matters, going all in with Charlie Parker on what you obviously don’t believe is a real problem, or you would have wearing your mask… er, face covering.

There’s a difference, of course, between Marty and Charlie Parker. Charlie actually believes all the ka-ka he’s spouting. He thinks he’s doing the Lord’s work, destroying the Maskachusetts economy.

This is from Charlie Parker’s press conference last Thursday. As always he refers to the virus as if it is a sentient being. He sounds like one of those old-time dollar-a-holler preachers I used to listen to occasionally on NC radio and at night on WWVA in Wheeling. WV.

All dialogue guaranteed verbatim:

“But this is stuff people, this is really stuff people need to understand, what exactly COVID wants more than anything else, which is familiarization, close contact, hugging, singing, joy to some extent.”

Joy! Tall Deval wants to ban joy here in Maskachusetts. How about Joy detergent? Or Three Dog Night’s number-one smash – “Joy to the World?”

You can’t be too joyful yourself today, between Michelle Wu and getting busted for total hyprocisy on the panic.

Maybe this t-shirt will cheer you up, Marty.

As for everybody else, here’s the link to buy your t-shirt, with the autographed copy of  “What Really Happened” included for free.

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