Scott Walker’s Luxe Life on the Road

[hue]

http://expressmilwaukee.com/blog-9447-scott-walker%E2%80%99s-luxe-life-on-the-road.html

Wisconsinites have gotten precious little information about the travels of Gov. Scott Walker. We know from second-hand sources that he’s constantly crisscrossing the country as he sets up a run for president in 2016 (and, oh yeah, get re-elected governor in 2014).

And that’s all that we knew. Until now.

Walker’s just-released 1,695-page campaign finance report reveals a bit more about Walker’s life on the road.

And I’ve got to tell you: Scott Walker spared no expense while he raised $3 million in the past six months.

I doubt that Walker wants Wisconsinites to know that their “brown bag” governor, the son of a minister, has racked up more than $120,000 on private planes in the first six months of this year. Or that his campaign has paid for a handful of golf trips at exclusive resorts around the country. Or that his campaign footed a $35 meal (or something) at what appears to be a Hooters in West Palm Beach, Fla.

I cannot assume that all of the charges cover Walker’s expenses, since he seems to keep a full staff on the payroll, foots the bill for a slew of consultants, and is covering some travel expenses incurred by Wisconsin GOP Chair Brad Courtney as well.

That said, the Walker campaign is burning through a ton of cash on the road as he pursues the presidency (sorry—“re-election”).

Here’s what I’ve been able to piece together from the latest campaign finance report. The dates don’t necessarily match his travels, since his campaign may be paying the bills long after his trips. Here goes:

[Blue Owl]

1. Why is it so easy to picture Scott Focker at a Hooters?

The wings are real good there, aren't they Focker?

[mojowork_n]

2. 'Cuz Republicans are just pervier. You could go to Nevada and put your money on it.

I mean, I don't have a very wide basis of experience for saying that.

None of the low-life dive bars or <ahem> ...other establishments I've ever frequented required patrons to put a big "R" or "D" on their foreheads.

But I remember seeing an HBO "documentary" -- "Cathouse" -- set in a legal Nevada brothel, and the owner/manager was on camera making a direct comparison. His word was "freakier," I think, not "pervier" but in his mind there appeared to be no doubt at all that the R's were way farther out there. For the owner of a business based on meeting the special needs of high-rollers who can't or won't reciprocate, or don't know or care to be in regular relationships... that's pretty significant testimony.