December 06, 2002
Flying High On The Public's Dime
By
Michelle Malkin
Another public servant has
been infected with an acute case of helicopteritis. You
know: Flights for me, but not for thee. Traffic jams for
the masses, from which government officials get free
passes.
King James McGreevey,
otherwise known as New Jersey's Democrat Governor James
McGreevey, is still flying blind after his bout with the
illness. Even after Gannett New Jersey reporters exposed
McGreevey's addiction to state-owned choppers for
private trips, his royal highness McGreevey continues to
ignore public outrage and claim
"executive privilege."
Don't they all?
According to Gannett's
review of state documents obtained after a public
records request, McGreevey commandeered taxpayer-funded
birds 272 times during his first 10 months in office. He
avoided notorious Jersey traffic congestion and took to
the friendly skies almost daily in the months of
September, October, and early November 2002. Fourteen of
the helicopter trips were non-government-related, at a
cost of $1,200 an hour.
Other than a Sept. 22
flight for a lawmaker's wedding, McGreevey refuses to
divulge the nature of the private flights he took on the
public's dime during a burgeoning state budget crisis.
The trips to places including Newark, Woodbridge and New
York, "are pertinent to his functions as governor but
remain as part of a private schedule that governors are
entitled to," McGreevey spokesman Kevin Davitt
explained. The Democratic State Committee of New Jersey
announced it would reimburse the state $18,200 for
the 14 flights -- on top of nearly $70,000 it is also
shelling out to cover the costs of a trade junket
McGreevey took to Ireland earlier this summer with his
wife and 10 state employees.
The "party of the people"
remains defiantly unapologetic about hiding McGreevey's
itinerary and concealing why exactly he couldn't just
suck it up and get on the road like everyone else.
Instead, Democrat leaders insist that taxpayers be
grateful to HRH McGreevey for trying to cover up his
tracks by getting his party to foot the travel bill.
Democrat spokesman Richard McGrath extolled McGreevey's
"selflessness" and praised him for
"going the extra mile with expenses that most others
would have had the state absorb."
Kneel before him, ye
unworthy Jerseyans, and behold the ruler's bountiful
generosity!
McGreevey's case stands out
in its brazen contempt for taxpayers, but helicopteritis
has spread across both parties over the years:
Maryland Gov.-elect Bob
Ehrlich is now caught in a somewhat similar, but less
egregious, tizzy over private executive helicopter use
for campaign trips and a personal vacation -- funded
partly by a GOP donor and disclosed belatedly to state
election officials. (It was an "oversight.")
President Bush the First's
Chief of Staff John Sununu used a White House helicopter
to whisk himself off to a rare-stamp convention.
David Watkins, a former
Clinton White House official, hopped aboard a
government helicopter to fly to Camp David to play golf.
Massachusetts Governor Jane
Swift bypassed Thanksgiving Day traffic on the state
turnpike a few years ago and
hitched a ride on a police helicopter to get home
for the holiday. Swift's excuse for whizzing over the
heads of her less fortunate constituents: Her daughter
was sick.
And my personal favorite:
Carl Covitz, a former California secretary of business,
transportation and housing, piled his family into a
state helicopter to view a Gulf War veterans parade from
above. His rationalization? He was
"studying traffic patterns." Of what: parade floats
and marching bands?
These petty abuses are symptoms of a much more
serious disease. It's high altitude political edema.
Flying high above the unwashed masses, breathing the
rarefied air of the self-anointed, the minds and egos of
government officials swell rapidly in the absence of the
oxygen of everyday life.
King James McGreevey and his ilk absorb the perks of
power, demand gratitude for their "selflessness," move
on to grander theft, and then send their jesters out to
stifle the few grumbling serfs who grasp that the
powerful, once elevated, will do anything to keep their
feet off the ground and keep reaching for our pockets.
Michelle Malkin is author of
Invasion: How America Still Welcomes Terrorists,
Criminals, and Other Foreign Menaces to Our Shores.
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