New York Governor Andrew Cuomo is divorced and has a girlfriend, Sandra Lee, who’s a TV celebrity cook specializing in “semi-homemade” cooking. Sandra was at a Rochester food bank the other day “to use her added notoriety as Governor Andrew Cuomo’s significant other to raise awareness of hunger in New York State.” Even though her boyfriend’s name was in the press release, her media people forbade any questions about Cuomo.
Even so, one of our good local reporters, Sean Carroll, decided to commit an act of journalism by asking this question:
You definitely seem like you want to detach your interests, professionally, personally, and obviously volunteer-wise from those of your boyfriend, can you tell us why? Because I know you laid low during the campaign understandably, can you tell folks why you’re drawing that firm line? Why you’re dodging little questions here and there when it comes to the Governor?
Sean was rewarded by her PR person cutting off the interview, and he was told that his photographer wasn’t welcome for the rest of the event. Here’s the video.
It’s weird that Lee, who appeared at Cuomo’s side during his inaguration, couldn’t even respond to a very gentle question about her role as first girlfriend. You’d think that someone who gets this kind of review from Anthony Bourdain would have toughened up by now:
Pure evil. This frightening Hell Spawn of Kathie Lee and Betty Crocker seems on a mission to kill her fans, one meal at a time. She Must Be Stopped. Her death-dealing can-opening ways will cut a swath of destruction through the world if not contained. I would likely be arrested if I suggested on television that any children watching should promptly go to a wooded area with a gun and harm themselves. What’s the difference between that and Sandra suggesting we fill our mouths with Ritz Crackers, jam a can of Cheez Wiz in after and press hard? None that I can see. This is simply irresponsible programming. Its only possible use might be as a psychological warfare strategy against the resurgent Taliban–or dangerous insurgent groups. A large-racked blonde repeatedly urging Afghans and angry Iraqis to stuff themseles with fatty, processed American foods might be just the weapon we need to win the war on terror.