While a huge swarth of New York City was enduring a crippling power outage, the mayor of that great metropolis was thousands of miles away, continuing his quixotic journey to become President of the United States.
At the same time, much of Manhattan suffered from stalled subways and trains, snarled traffic, shuttered restaurants, people trapped in elevators, a canceled Beyonce’s MSG concert, and Broadway shows hustling paying customers into the streets; Mayor Bill De Blasio was in Waterloo!
But Warren Wilhelm Jr., Bill De Blasio’s political stage name, was not at the site of Napoleon’s historic defeat in Belgium. Instead, the nomadic, starry-eyed, socialist, was tilting at presidential windmills, halfway across the country in Iowa.
Yes, Sentinel readers, there is a Waterloo, Iowa. And it seems appropriate, that two centuries after one man with a highly oversized opinion of himself saw the end of his dream at a town with that fateful name, another ego-driven fellow with otherworldly expectations could suffer the same end.
Wouldn’t it be deliciously ironic if Iowa’s Waterloo, became Bill De Blasio’s Waterloo?
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