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>Just in: A judge has declared a mistrial in former Massachusetts treasurer Tim Cahill’s corruption case after jurors failed to reach a verdict during seven days of deliberations.
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Who knew a kid from Quincy could be this lucky?
By Howie Carr | Wednesday, December 12, 2012 | http://www.bostonherald.com | Columnists
Photo by Mark Garfinkel
You’re Tim Cahill, and you just hit the Lottery.
A tie may be like kissing your sister, but a hung jury means you’re okay...
You’re Marsha Coakley, and what a revolting development this is.
You’re oh-for-three – Scott Brown, Scott Campbell, and now Tim Cahill.
You hired a new anti-corruption guy to get you a hack’s scalp or two, and what do you have to show for it? Just another run of those same old jokes.
If you want to hide something real good, just stick it in one of Marsha’s law books.
When it comes to finding crooked pols, Marsha will leave no stone unturned... except the one the perps are hiding under.
You’re Marsha Coakley, and you’ve haven’t been this embarrassed in court since Tooky Amirault got sprung.
You’re Tim Cahill, and you know every other ex-treasurer is breathing a sigh of relief.
Who knew in 2010 that Marsha had decided that putting your name and photo on the Unclaimed Money List was now a felony? Certainly not you, or Shannon O’Brien, or Joe Malone, or Bob Crane.
If your attorney, Brad Bailey, had been as good at politics as he was at criminal law, he’d still be the High Sheriff of Middlesex County.
You’re Tim Cahill, and thank God none of the jurors apparently noticed that monogram on your shirt on the front page of the Herald this morning – makes you look a little less the poor street kid from Quincy you’ve been pretending to be all these weeks.
You’re Marsha Coakley, and you know, you just know, that down on Northern Avenue, Carmen Ortiz is having a good chuckle right now.
You’re Marsha Coakley, and how come every other prosecutor with a million e-mails to wade through always gets a conviction, and you can’t.
To paraphrase John Kerry, can I get me a hunting license for a House speaker here?
No? You mean Carmen Ortiz has first dibs on that too? Is it too late to ask Deval for one of those judgeships he’ll be handing out as soon as Mary-Ellen Manning is gone from the Governor’s Council?
You’re Tim Cahill, and does anyone need any leaves raked?
You used to have a little restaurant – Fisticuffs, er, I mean Handshakes – so maybe you could open a pub like Sen. Bob Hedlund.
You’re Marsha Coakley, and is it too late to indict Dianne Wilkerson and Chuck “Superfly” Turner?
You’re Marsha Coakley, and why, oh why didn’t you skip that premature victory tour to Washington at the end of 2009? Why didn’t you just keep campaigning for the Senate seat Brown won?
You’re Tim Cahill, and why, oh why didn’t you just skip that run for governor in 2010? Why didn’t you just keep running for re-election for treasurer?
Article URL: http://www.bostonherald.com/news/columnists/view.bg?articleid=1061181485