Leadership in Washington

Mary Katharine Ham
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Posted: Dec 19, 2006 11:37 AM

Marion Barry arrested, again:

Barry said that he was driving to a holiday party around 4:30 p.m. Saturday when U.S. Park Police officers, who said that he was driving too slowly, stopped him.

Barry said the officers asked him for his license and registration and then said that his license was suspended.

Barry told NBC4 the suspension was a clerical mistake, and he accused the U.S. Park police of racial profiling.

Maybe he was just Marion Barry profiling?

This guy won 96 percent of the vote when he was reelected to the city council in 2004, mind you.

Speaking of second chances for the fallen, Trump forgave Miss USA Tara Conner this morning for her underaged galavanting in NYC. Trump's a genius. This story, and the Miss USA pageant, have been in the news for half a week now, and the melodramatic press conference featuring the weepy, contrite country-girl-in-the-big-city Conner pushed it into another news cycle. She says she has "demons," and Trump says she's going into rehab. I doubt she has demons, and I doubt she has a drinking problem. My guess is she got some freedom, some notoriety, and went a little buck wild. Simple as that. Of course, when you're Miss USA, you're not allowed to act like the average, rebellious 20-year-old, and she should have known that. I'm not sure that everyone who gets caught having a drink at age 20 needs to go into rehab, but that's how the game is played. Rehab=penance.

Anyway, everyone's talking about Miss USA, and that serves Trump's purposes beautifully. It also serves Conner's, who will enjoy greater name recognition than any other Miss USA thanks to her fall from grace. I'm glad she'll be straightening herself out before she gets too far down the dark road to Lohanism, but it's a shame the gals who don't need second chances to act right will get so little recognition next to Conner.

Then again, I'm blogging it, so I don't have much room to talk. Allah will have video of the press conference, which was nothing short of ludicrous in its overreaching melodrama.

Update: A handy-dandy Marion Barry rap sheet (and this is just the past two years!), courtesy of reader Stoo.