Lin-Lin: the Walking Undead?

Just when you thought it was safe to walk the streets of Greenwich again, dear reader, the Not-So-Local Rag, aka Yellowwich Time, is scaring us all to death with an above-the-fold story about Lin-Lin purportedly coming back to life. Fortunately, like most of the sensationalism, muck-raking, and outright fiction which has become the staple of the NSLR, this story is one that needs to be taken with a grain of salt. It's important above all to keep in mind the old adage: consider the source.

Well, the primary source is, of course, the already discredited and shopworn NSLR. In a desperate attempt to fill their ever-shrinking pages, they will publish anything and everything to avoid putting out blank pages. Perhaps they'll even soon try the same trick used by the Greenwich (Dumb-as-a) Post, which will occasionally publish the same page twice to attempt to cover up their lack of fresh material.

But there are secondary sources to consider as well, such as the irksome Dave Robotson, who robotically spews the Democratic party line regardless of such minor inconveniences as truth or falsehood. In this, he shows himself to be Lin-Lin's right-hand man, capable of the very same form of mindless twaddle as she, to wit: "Whatever organization she gets involved in will be very lucky," he opines, blithely ignoring all the organizations that have been cursed with her high-handed arrogance in the past, and are hugely relieved to be rid of her.

Since Robotson is head of the Democratic Town Committee, one would have thought that he, too, might have been glad to be rid of her after her appallingly poor showing in the polls last month. Having run a loudly mendacious campaign, full of personal attacks and smears made up of whole cloth, she was roundly rejected by the voters of Greenwich, coming in a distant fourth out of four and losing her supposedly "safe" seat on the Board of Selectmen. But no: Lin-Lin is now apparently the Sarah Palin of the Democratic party, and the die-hard faithful are clinging to her skirts like the brainless lapdogs they are.

The mercurial Ed Krumeich is also quoted in this hard-hitting puff piece which attempts to refurbish Lin-Lin's badly-tarnished reputation: "As someone who has lost contested elections in the past, it's very hard to regroup afterwards," it says. The "it", of course, being Ed Krumeich, as that is apparently how he chooses to refer to him...er, itself.

But the worst sins of puffery are committed by the NSLR itself, which describes Lin-Lin as a "rising star" (even though she's just been knocked out of orbit), who "burst on the scene two years ago" (and burst right back off again last month) to become "a driving force" (who has just engineered the worst election train wreck this Town has seen in years) but who now has "no regrets" and "doesn't believe the public's perception of her has changed" (can you spell d-e-l-u-s-i-o-n-a-l, dear reader?). Such partial and slanted reporting is altogether typical of the NSLR, which long ago abandoned any pretense of printing anything remotely resembling the truth.

And so, according to Yellowwich Time, we have our very own pet zombie rising again to walk the streets of our fair Town. Luckily, most of us don't believe these gruesome fairy tales, especially the fairy tales published in the Not-So-Local Rag. In fact, as most of us know, if it's printed in the NSLR, it's almost certainly not true. And thus it is only logical to conclude that Lin-Lin, far from being the walking undead, is most probably as dead as a doornail.