Bob Cramer's Blog

“Liberal Bob”, a name that I am affectionately (I believe) called at my fancy shmancy Buckhead country club, will not gloat about the mid-term election results.

But, politically speaking, I do have a little pet peeve. For month after month, our airwaves have been full of a barrage of political ads. Election day comes and goes, and after that, boom, we don’t hear a peep from any candidates, whether they win or lose.

Let me pick on Georgia Governor candidate Rick Jackson, a political neophyte healthcare entrepreneur who reportedly spent up to $250 million of his own money running for office.

We learned a lot about Mr. Jackson during the campaign: that he is a very good grandfather, that he helped under-privileged children go to college, and that he was going to be President Trump’s favorite governor, but with a “Southern Tone”.

We also learned that Mr. Jackson did not like the way his opponent governed Atlanta during her time as Mayor. We learned that over, and over, and over again. He made it seem like General Sherman came back from the dead, and lit the entire city on fire during the Bottoms’s administration.

But leaving all the exhausting ad content aside, I feel like Mr. Jackson never really squared up the deal with us, Georgia voters, after the election. He was so omnipresent, and then he lost, took away all his toys, perhaps never to be heard from again.

A better strategy would have been for Mr. Jackson, post election, to spend perhaps another million (what is another million after 250 million?), and thank Georgians for hearing him out, watching all of his ads, and giving him consideration for the highest office in the state.

He could have shown us his true character by being gracious in defeat, and also tell us what he is going to do to make Georgia a better place, even if he doesn’t get to live in the Governor’s mansion.

By simply disappearing, one can think that all he wanted from us was our vote, and that feels kind of shallow.