My Congressman Wexler At Work and Play

Boca Raton has representative government in its U.S. House Rep. Robert Wexler, a Democrat who clearly has higher ambitions, which after his Colbert appearance a couple of nights ago, should be put on hold for a few more years.

By now, the interview by the mysterious Steve has rocketed up to the top of the video charts on the blogosphere, and a sober assessment by the Dem-leaning blog Editor & Publisher describes the hilarious episode in full.

Wexler's local office on Military Trail here in Boca abuts my spouse's Real Estate firms digs, and I notice that his office is usually closed. That doesn't matter much, as Wexler wins by monster numbers in his largely New York Jewish constituency. One of my wife's colleagues was his secretary back when he was an attorney and describes him as a "very nice guy, for a lawyer."

I aqctually wrote Wexlerr a letter of commendation because, disregarding the instructions of Minority Leader Pelosi, Wexler actually submitted a bill seeking to reform Social Security last year, the only Democrat to do so. He actually was following Bill Clinton's own attempts while prez to reform Social Security, the most sacred of all cows on Capitol Hill. But the feckless Dem leadership crew under Nancy and Harry Reid decided that stonewalling was the best politics, regardless of the actual problems the SocSec will face when the baby-boomer pig in the python reaches full bulge sometime around 2020.

The funny part of the whole episode is that Boca is a big consumer of coca and its many forms, including cocaine, and that Wexler's remarks about Bolivian marching powder could actually conceivably HELP him among the metrosexuals and hip NYC refugee types, many of whom, according to an FBI special agent I dealt with a couple of years ago, have themselves dealt a bit fast and loose with legal niceties before heading south to sunny Palm Beach County. Here in Florida, a personal home cannot be seized as part of a legal judgment, and my special agent friend told my that more than 30 wealthy ex-CPAs from the NYC area are wearing Martha Stewart-style ankle bracelets in the wealthiest gated enclave, St. Andrew's, alone. Given the interior amenities of a world-class golf course and cordon-bleu cuisine at the Clubhouse at St. Andrew's, it is truly a gilded cage.

Except for four hurricanes in the last two years, life here is, well, like a day at the beach!