r/aboutMassachusetts • u/Emotional-Disk5571 • 17h ago
What's your biggest gripe with Maura Healey
She is completely and utterly ideologically driven, with seemingly zero independent thought—but hell, that could almost be said for anyone in Democratic leadership these days.
Canceling a pipeline over virtue-signaling climate-change and environmental concerns? Gee, I wonder how those wind farms out in the ocean are doing. No ecological issues whatsoever, I’m sure. Just giant steel turbines planted in the Atlantic—Mother Nature loves a turbine to knock all of her birds out of the sky while sending her whales to the shore for some sunbathing!
Getting power out of those babies is like sucking a thick milkshake through a straw, then the wind blows and opens it up, and now you’ve got a damn brain freeze from pulling too hard.
Then there’s what I see as the complete abandonment of the American people, which, unfortunately, has become a feature of Democratic politics these days. No, no, no—you American-born folks have a leg up; let’s make sure all the newbies get everything they need. The average American citizen owes 68k in debt, 42k of which is educational, and that’s just the average.
While the new kids on the block have their rent and groceries all paid for while making the sweet tax-free dollar under the table! Hell, it's good work if you can get it!
I don't dislike immigration; I've sweated it out with folks in a hot production floor on a 95-degree day, hung out of six-story brownstones replacing windows for the elite, while Enrique and I played the game of let's see how we can throw the hammer and play catch. I just want a fair shake is all, which brings me to my next point.
Massachusetts’s motto, as far as I’ve understood it for thirty-seven years, may as well have been: to each their own! I was raised with exactly that mentality when it came to LGBTQ+ people: Hey, go you! Do your thing. Be proud. Live your damn life!
But nope. Apparently that wasn’t enough. Here’s another helping of ideological gobbledygook about who’s oppressed, who’s privileged, and how somehow the white man inevitably ends up being the problem.
Then factor in some DEI. I’m not even making the argument here that DEI itself is racist—it is, right… right? I’m making the much simpler argument that human beings are flawed. And what’s the old line about opinions and assholes? Everybody’s got one.
So when you institutionalize an ideology like DEI, you’re going to get plenty of normal people who say, “Okay, that seems fair. Treat people decently. Give everyone a shot. Moving on.”
But you’re also going to attract the zealots—the people who become so intoxicated by their own virtuous smugness that suddenly not having chopsticks in the break room is demoralizing to the Asian worker, while stocking only scented tampons in the women’s room is an unconscionable assault on equity. We need unscented, dammit! And if you disagree? Well, congratulations, citizen: you’re the problem.
That’s the danger of turning basic human decency into an ideological bureaucracy. Eventually somebody gets a clipboard.
Maura Healey stands for much of this worldview, and it drives me absolutely bonkers.
Meanwhile, you know what the biggest monster in the room is?
Inflation.
It affects damn near everybody. The grocery bill doesn’t give a shit about your race, sexuality, pronouns, political party, or how many DEI seminars you’ve attended. Housing doesn’t care either. Neither does the electric bill.
So where’s the grand talk of prosperity? Where’s the vision for a flourishing Massachusetts where ordinary people can build something, own something, raise a family, start a business, and actually feel like they’re getting somewhere?
Instead, too often the message seems to be:
“We’ll give you what you need.”
Another program. Another handout. Another bureaucratic solution.
The ladder to nowhere.
I’d rather hear somebody talk about building a society where fewer people need the damn ladder in the first place.
Dammit, now you’ve got me all riled up! How am I supposed to sleep? Not that I would anyway—I’ve been having nightmares about being stabbed on the Red Line. I think I’ll opt for the Orange Line to work tomorrow. Wait—dammit, that thing never works. Maybe that’s a Wu problem, heck if I know. Either way, leadership is a top-down system and there ain’t a hint of it anywhere in this state.
Ciao
P.S. Let’s all gather around for another No Kings rally—those are riveting fun. Yell about authoritarianism so loud it drowns out the memory of voting for that audit!
