What A Man!

I know, you thought this was going to be about Chris Brown, who took home two Grammy Awards over the weekend and used the occasion to tweet to the world that those who haven’t forgiven him for beating the crap out of Rihanna should just fuck off because now he’s won 2 Grammys.  But it’s not.

And it’s not about Mitt Romney, whose candidacy for the Republican nomination for President of the United States may have hit an insurmountable snag when he proudly told the world that on a family trip 20 years ago, he put the family dog in a crate strapped to the top of the car while they drove for 12 hours.  Not sure if this part is true but I did read somewhere that every now and then he’d have to stop and hose off the car because the terrified animal’s “business” was running down the sides of the car.  Because you see in America you’re free to abuse poor people all you want but don’t get on the wrong side of PETA.  But it’s not about Romney either.

Nope, this is about the continuing saga of Henry Tang, the man who felt that Beijing should just hand him the post of Chief Executive of Hong Kong on a silver platter and be done with it. Apparently the fact that he’d not only been cheating on his wife – a lot! – and may have had kids outside of his marriage was quite okay.  The fact that he was treating the fake election as a fake election and not even bothering to have a platform or policies was quite okay.  Nope, his “candidacy” is getting derailed because it was discovered that his house in Kowloon Tong has an illegal 2400 square foot basement.

So let’s see his leadership qualities in this.  Let’s see how macho he is.  What does he do?  How will he, ahem, dig himself out from under this?

“It was my wife’s idea …”

The SCMP reports that “the disclosure may leave [Mrs. Tang], who admitted masterminding what many are calling an “underground palace”, facing criminal charges over the illegal works.”

“There were inner struggles in my heart. On the one hand I wanted to give the full picture, but on the other hand I did not want to implicate my wife,” said Mr. Pussy Tang.

Dude should have just copped to being Superman and saying, “Hey, I own the place, I need a Fortress of Solitude so I have a place where I can contemplate how I can best use my super powers for good rather than evil.”  Nope.  Instead he just kind of looked at the ground, shuffled his feet a little bit and muttered, “I didn’t do it, it was HER!”

The good news is that this nimrod might actually have to pull out of the race to win an election that isn’t an election.

The bad news is that Regina Ip has announced she might throw her wig hat into the ring.

I suppose it doesn’t really matter who gets “elected” Hong Kong’s next Chief Executive.  Regardless of who becomes our next C.E., Hong Kong’s future is clear – it is destined to become a shopping mall and public toilet for billionaires from Shenzhen driving through to get to the Hong Kong-Macau-Zhuhai bridge.

UPDATE:  Not that I really had any doubts but it looks like I’m not alone in my assessment of Henry Tang’s character.  Just grabbed this from Facebook: