Maureen McDonnell Learns Karma’s a Bitch

August 11, 2014

By Adele

If you smell toast burning, it’s former Virginia governor Bob McDonnell and his wife Maureen as their corruption trial begins its third week.

We’ve heard from Jonnie Williams, the businessman at the center of it, who lavished cash and expensive gifts on the whole McDonnell family to buy endorsements for his tobacco-based dietary supplement, Anatabloc. Now Jonnie feels cheap and used.

We’ve also seen a parade of staffers who still seem to like Bob, but have nary a kind word for Virginia’s first lady.

Maureen’s been called a “nutbag” and a “screamer” who sometimes got so out of control, the governor’s security guys would come running to make sure Maureen wasn’t battering anybody.

She’s been accused of “insane ranting” when denied Williams’ gifts.

In pushing untested and unproven Anatabloc, Maureen went so far as to suggest to Ann Romney during the last presidential campaign that Anatabloc might cure her multiple sclerosis.

And Maureen was furious when she wasn’t given a paid directorship on Star Scientific’s board. She saw no conflict of interest.

The Richmond Times-Dispatch has been on top of things, compiling a list of the evidence. Pictures of our Governor Gone Wild (some probably taken by Maureen) are worth checking out.

Many testifying who worked closely with the McDonnells say they had no idea to what extent Williams was being bled until they read it in the paper last year. Even the former chairman of Star was stunned when Williams finally ‘fessed up about how he’d been trying to buy off the governor.

Jon Stewart recently did an hilarious, spot-on segment, “The Giving Spree,” that explains it all. You may think it’s over the top, but it’s all true. You can’t make this stuff up.

And in the most bizarre twist yet, Maureen’s defense lies in proving she was totally enamored with Jonnie — who denies an affair, or even that he knew Maureen had the hots for him. They’re claiming Maureen hated her husband Bob SO MUCH, there’s no way she would have conspired with him to milk Jonnie for all he was worth.

She’s already destroyed Bob’s once-promising national political career. Why not throw him under the bus and run him over a few times now?

Bob’s only hope may be a sympathetic jury who recognizes the real criminal. If they’re unable to send Maureen to jail because she wasn’t an elected official, they may let Bob walk because he’s already got time served — as that monster’s husband.

Impossible as it may seem, the McDonnells have made Eric Cantor’s douchebaggery seem bush league when it comes to humiliating Virginia.


Maureen McDonnell Sinks Men Like a Female “Titanic”

January 22, 2014

By Adele

After it made national news last night, this morning’s Richmond Times-Dispatch print edition ran a 3-page story with this one-word headline in 2-inch type…

INDICTED

Virginia’s newly-defunct Republican governor, Bob McDonnell, and his wife, Maureen, are facing 14 felony counts of corruption, possibly 7-figure fines, and perhaps the rest of their lives in jail. They solicited a jaw-dropping array of cash and goods from a businessman named Jonnie Williams, whom they used to call a “family friend,” and whom they helped to make the former CEO of Star Scientific, thanks to their “friendship.”

But NOBODY in the media, nor anyone else in high places who’s expressed an opinion on this case has addressed the elephant in the room. So let this cat be the first to say it…

Maureen McDonnell’s personal relationship with Jonnie Williams doesn’t pass the smell test.

Their acquaintance seemed to begin well before McDonnell became governor back in 2009, because when she needed an inaugural gown, Maureen asked Jonnie to buy it. Only after a state staffer insisted it wasn’t a good idea did Maureen back down and not accept the dress.

But that didn’t stop Maureen from asking Jonnie to fund a $15,000 NYC shopping spree he accompanied her on, where she bought Oscar de la Renta, Louis Vuitton, Armani, and other designer clothes, shoes, and accessories.

Or to ask Jonnie to buy husband Bob a $6,500 Rolex.

Or to ask Jonnie to let Bob borrow Jonnie’s Ferrari while the McDonnell family was staying at Jonnie’s getaway at Smith Mountain Lake resort.

Or to ask Jonnie for $50,000 to help with expenses.

Or to ask Jonnie to pay sums totaling $25,000 to help pay for her 2 daughters’ weddings.

Or to go on numerous out-of-state trips alone with Jonnie, ostensibly to raise the profile of his company’s diet supplement, Anatabloc.

In fact, it seems every time Maureen needed anything substantial, she didn’t ask her husband, but called Jonnie Williams.

You must see where I’m going with this. Does it sound like the behavior of a faithful wife, or something else?

While Maureen lied to investigators about all this and earned herself an obstruction charge, Bob McDonnell has consistently professed innocence, and insisted he didn’t break any laws (like Mitt Romney paid “every penny” of taxes he owed, after loopholes).

It’s true Bob wasn’t the one always asking for stuff. But he does appear to be a totally willing dupe, accepting whatever perks Maureen got Jonnie to send his way, possibly in exchange for granting her quality time with Jonnie.

Those perks included $7,500 in golf outings at various country clubs (without Jonnie), where Bob and his 2 sons put 3 golf bags, 2 sets of clubs, 2 pairs of shoes, and 6 golf shirts on Jonnie’s tab in the pro shop.

Bob accepted the Rolex. He drove Jonnie’s Ferrari. He took a $70,000 “loan” from Jonnie to bail out a failing real estate venture he had with his sister, and didn’t pay back a penny until it came out in the press.

While governor, Bob McDonnell let another man pay a huge chunk of 2 family weddings.

Does that sound like the behavior of a responsible husband and father? Bob McDonnell let Jonnie Williams be his sugar daddy.

Virginia law is extremely lax on what gifts politicians have to report, and it’s easily circumvented. For that gaping loophole, Virginia taxpayers are footing about $750,000 in legal fees McDonnell ran up for defense in this while he was governor. He had to get pricey outside counsel because his own attorney general, Ken “Cuckoo” Cuccinelli, had to recuse himself because he’d also been on the take from Jonnie Williams, but to a much lesser degree.

The only person we haven’t heard the first peep from is Jonnie Williams’ wife. How were she and Jonnie’s kids doing while he was lavishing gifts on Maureen McDonnell? Or when he had to step down as Star Scientific CEO in September 2013 because he was in so deep with the whole McDonnell family? What about his own family?

Not a peep.

The McDonnells are supposed to be arraigned Jan. 31. Remember that you read it first at Cats Working when Maureen’s skeletons start falling out of the closet and her true her relationship with Jonnie comes out.


Tareq Salahi, Governor of Virginia?

April 26, 2012

By Cole

Republicans have sealed their lock on lunatics. Tarsq Salahi intends to run for governor of Virginia as a Republican.

Back in 2009, Salahi is the guy who draped a bleached stick figure named Michaele over his arm and crashed an Obama White House soirée. The couple then went on to make The Real Housewives of DC all about them and got it canceled after one season.

Tareq’s unexpected plunge into politics is undoubtedly to win back Michaele, who’s now his ex after running off last year to shack up with a craggy guitarist named Neal Schon from the rock group Journey.

Tareq is suing Schon for $50 million for theft of Tareq’s arm candy. Virginia’s Attorney General, Ken Cuccinelli, is suing Tareq for ripping off people who bought bogus tours of his winery, which once belonged to Tareq’s parents, and which Tareq helped to bankrupt.

Since Michaele is also a publicity hound to the core, the governor’s mansion is the right bait to recatch her. That is, if Tareq had a prayer of winning the election.

Virginians may be known for thinking backward, but they’re not stupid.

But just for grins, let’s imagine Governor Salahi…

First, he’d appoint himself head of the Office of Tourism and fix the books so any earnings on tours of the Capital of the Confederacy would flow to him.

Then, on the side, he’d pitch a boffo reality series to Bravo, with potential to become a 50-show franchise. The pilot would be The Real Governor of Virginia. Cameras would follow Tareq 24/7, signing legislation, composing decrees, and giving speeches to guide Virginia through it’s most pressing problem — keeping the Civil War alive.

Meanwhile, Michaele, sprawled alone on a stained Motel 6 bedspread while her lover played a gig, would watch her former abuser the governor on TV. She’d resolve to win him back by reducing her daily intake of iceberg lettuce and losing that unsightly bulge at her hips that refuses to budge — her pelvic bones.

She’d become so despondent over leaving Tareq when so much of their potential to live on other people’s money was still untapped, her relationship with the rocker would implode. One night he’d kick her off his bus on a lonely stretch somewhere in Dixie, like an unwanted cat.

And then Tareq’s dream would come true: Answering a weak, hollow tap on his bedroom door, he’d find a skeleton standing there.

Michaele, home at last!

Emboldened by the woman he loves once again by his side, Tareq would announce his intention to run for the Senate, the Salahis’ next step toward living in the White House they once got kicked out of.


Virginia is for (Gun) Lovers

February 29, 2012

By Cole

After turning a deaf ear to families still suffering from the massacre at Virginia Tech, where a homicidal maniac named Cho killed 32 students and teachers before pumping himself full of lead — not to mention ignoring this week’s mass shooting in Chardon, Ohio, by a crazy armed teenager — Virginia governor Bob McDonnell repealed the law that limited people’s handgun purchases to one a month.

Poor souls were limited to just 12 guns a year. It simply isn’t enough when…

  • You’re planning to play Russian Roulette at your next party, or
  • You have inquisitive kids always looking for fun things to bring to school for Show and Tell, or
  • You love hunting, but are such a bad shot you need an arsenal to make things even between you and the animals, or
  • You love the bad-ass look the bulge of a piece gives you, or
  • There’s a bank or 7-Eleven you’ve been itching to knock over, or
  • You know someone who needs killing…

So Virginia is happy to help you arm yourself to the teeth.

A Richmond Times-Dispatch poll found that 66% of citizens want to keep the limit. But Virginia voters don’t matter now. McDonnell’s got bigger fish to blow away. He wants the hearts and minds of the neocon nutso fringe in his pocket as a bargaining chip for the Republican VP nomination.

McDonnell spouted the usual gibberish about the 2nd Amendment, and said the law was originally passed in the 1990s because East Coast gun-running used to be a problem.

Well, duh. Maybe gun-running is less prevalent today because THERE WAS A FREAKING LAW!

With typical Republican disregard for consequences, McDonnell’s marching us right back to the good old days where every crazy and criminal can own the armory of their dreams.


Got Anthem’s Annual Screw Job

February 3, 2012

By Karen

While Obama’s Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act waits for a Supreme Court ruling, Virginia’s largest health insurer, Anthem, continues to merrily bilk its customers to maximize profits.

Virginia’s Republican governor, Bob McDonnell, is fine with that. He wants the General Assembly to do NOTHING to plan the state health insurance exchange that must be operational by January 1, 2014, so small business and individuals (like me) will have a prayer of finding the “protection and affordability” the new law requires.

Instead the Assembly is busy repealing the law that limits personal gun sales to one a month, because insane college kids and criminals everywhere are feeling the pinch of not enough weapons. More murders, more medical spending.

The Assembly also intends to FORCE women seeking abortions to first have an ultrasound, hoping to guilt them into giving birth. Not to mention adding to the cost of the procedure.

So yesterday I got Anthem’s annual notice of my new individual health insurance renewal rate. It’s going up $58 a month — 20%.

In 2011, it went up $25, or 9.6%.

Nearly 30% in TWO YEARS. Can you think of anything else, besides CEO salaries, that has risen that much? Me, either.

Anthem included a cryptic, sinister warning against making any attempt to cut the cost — like decreasing benefits or raising the deductible (again) — which would void “grandfathered” status if health reform ever really happens.

Naturally, Anthem didn’t state if my policy would be grandfathered, nor what benefits might be affected, but just implied that reform might cause me to lose something wonderful about my current stinking, inadequate coverage.

Being self-employed, I have an individual policy. I feel sure Anthem is striking back because I exceeded my $2,250 deductible last year with my breast cancer false alarm and they actually had to pay some claims.

It’s perfectly legal in the individual market for insurers to nail customers to the wall one at a time for daring to get needed healthcare.

And since I now have non-cancer in my medical record, I’m trapped with Anthem until SOMETHING changes with heathcare.

And the way it’s looking, it’s only going to get worse.


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