State Senator Tom Gaffey (D-Meriden) takes quite a beating in yesterday's Courant at the hands of columnist and former Senator Kevin Rennie. According to what Rennie has uncovered, it appears that Senator Gaffey's love affair with Jill Ferraiolo, an associate vice chancellor for government relations at the Connecticut State University System led to the exertion of some undue influence on the part of Gaffey for the $1 billion in bonding for the CSUS system.
Gaffey serves as chairman of the legislature's Education Committee, and as vice chairman of the Higher Education Committee.
Rennie notes that in a variety of emails (where she refers to Gaffey as her "big boy") Ferraiolo laid plans with Gaffey in an alliance to get that $1 billion package approved. Ferraiolo also referred to Gaffey as a "god." And, drowning in this dirty sea of sexual retardation, Gaffey apparently replied "alongside every god is a great goddess."
Apart from the basic interest of this sordid tale, which has these two behaving with the sexual sophistication of unusually stupid high-school students, there are really two distinct points.
The first is that Senator Joan Hartley (D-Waterbury) was the target of much Democrat ire during the bonding flap when she refused to sign up for a veto-override because of concerns she had over that $1 billion. Apparently not many people were the wiser that Gaffey had this relationship that could taint the overall deal.
Second, it will be interesting to see how the Senate Democrats handle this disgraceful behavior, particularly so soon after running Senator Lou DeLuca out of office on the premise of the high ethical standards in the Senate.
I wonder what Don Williams knew and when he knew it. If he threatened Hartley with losing her staff, office, and parking space, will he threaten to withhold anything from Gaffey? Perhaps motel privileges or access to the Senate coat room condom machine?
Perhaps we'll never know. But there is one thing I do know... there's nothing god-like about wandering around the capitol in an open-collared shirt with too much cologne trying to get laid.
Gaffey, do us all a favor and stop eating rhino horn dust.