It’s eight o’clock on a Sunday night in Jersey City, and for the first time this October it’s cold enough to see your breath in front of you with a deep exhale of the Hudson River air.
It’s curious, given that, to see a group of a few dozen residents and visitors from neighboring towns assembled in a parking lot next to the train station—while the New York Giants are playing, no less.
And for the past year, Booker has been in Washington, posting selfies with his fellow federal lawmakers and vowing to reform the criminal-justice system.For all anyone knows, Booker is out on the turnpike right now stopping two semi-trucks from colliding with each other through the sheer power of his charisma. Attorney investigations into the Newark Watershed may have something to do with that.What’s more, Booker has once again found himself challenged by a Republican candidate who seems like he does not even want to win—a gold standard-obsessed former Reagan speechwriter named Jeff Bell, who has not lived in the Garden State for thirty years, is rumored to be running his campaign operation out of a hotel lobby, and whose idea of an attractive platform is to attack unmarried women for skewing left-wing because they are dependent on food stamps. Months after he first entered the Senate, the New Jersey comptroller alleged that under Booker’s watch—or, more likely, because he was not watching—corruption ran rampant at a publicly funded water-treatment and reservoir-management agency, where Booker’s former law partner served as counsel.And speaking of his former law career: Despite having resigned from his law firm once entering the mayor’s office, Booker received annual payments until 2011, during which time the firm was profiting handsomely off of Brick City.That would be the Brick City that Booker professed to love with the fire of a thousand suns, but did little to fundamentally change.
Murder, violent crime, unemployment, and taxes all rose dramatically under his stewardship.
So even though it seems plausible that Bell is a Democratic plant sent to further weaken the Republican Party in New Jersey, Booker—celebrity, super hero, motivational tweeter—is barely polling above 50 percent.
Booker finally materializes—the tall, shadowy figure that appears amid the red and blue lights of the police vehicles lining the perimeter of the parking lot.
He wears a black Under Armour T-shirt, red basketball shorts, sneakers, and white socks hiked up to his calves.
He approaches the crowd which is—by virtue of his magnetic charm, or the light reflected off his toothy grin—already being pulled in his direction, where it forms a circle around him and Fulop.
“Steve is trying to make this into a political campaign speech about policy.