Fishtown Local Gordon Baird
Now let's see, if she wanted to get revenge . . . what could the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration's Jane Lubchenco have done to stick it back to Gloucester, those darn fishermen and that really annoying newspaper that insisted on exposing her every move?
Imagine if she was still seething from her pet doberman, enforcer-guard dog Dale Jones being found out, and his and her laundry hung out on the rack for all to see in D.C. Would she have looked for a way to "get even"?
She was embarrassed into whisking Mr. Jones from the scene and into hiding, and, worse, she became subject to prying questions about accounting for money and travel perks.
Judges and inspector generals made her NOAA-It-All agency back off trumped-up legal charges as well as inflated, bogus fines. As Queen of the Seas, Ms. Jane, must have gotten pretty darn sick of Massachusetts senators, reps and residents asking more and more questions.
Didn't they realize who she was? She was the unofficial ruler of the oceans, along with the good folks at the Environmental Defense Fund, who had gone out of their way to save the world and satisfy their investors — oops, donors.
And those troublemakers continued to question the validity of her precious science, cataclysmic jellyfish and all.
Now, John Kerry and even Scott Brown were daring to wonder if the numbers were accurate? Didn't they know she was an EDF officer and a Pew fellow?
But wait! That was it! A stroke of genius might have come to her: Use your liabilities as assets, as the experts say.




