OK, OK; we can get a mulligan on stuff like this, right? 'Cause we're not perfect, and we'll be dead honest with you: we weren't all that happy about yesterday's Crush of the Week. Yeah, it was an amusing story, and yeah, the new Italian Equal Opportunity minister is pretty foxy, but really, when you get down to it: there wasn't much to crush about there, unless lecherous old Italian dudes do it for you, and even then we should have crushed on Silvio Berlusconi, right? And that happening. But dammit, our allergies have been acting up, and we're not getting enough sleep, and well, we weren't feeling all that crushy about anybody, and so we went with the best thing that we had.
Now, normally if we'd just kind of phoned something in like that, we'd let you pound on us in the comments and take our lumps proudly and we'd all walk away from the incident as quickly as possible. But not this week. Because last night, mere hours after publishing that CotW, we found our true-life, honest to Gosh, full-throated Crush of the Week -- so crushy in his manly sense of civic duty that we had to share him with you: John Fetterman, Mayor of the economically depressed Pittsburgh borough known as Braddock.
Now, if you're looking at the picture up top, you might be asking yourself: where's Fetterman? Well, he's that intense looking white dude in the middle. Yeah. Elected mayor in 2005, Fetterman first came to Braddock as part of Americorps in the 90's. See those tatts? One on arm, he's got his zip code, and the other: the dates of every murder to take place in town under his watch.
We discovered Fetterman when he was featured in a News Hour piece on environmental jobs in Pittsburgh, but this Harvard Public Policy grad has also done so much in the areas of children's programs, urban renewal, and the arts that we're frankly guessing everything he does is wonderful. Like, in our minds, he's perfected a really great dry rub for barbecue -- which he smokes from the deck of the loft he built out of a warehouse -- and also knows exactly where the pressure points in our back are. Oh, we should probably also mention: put a little more hair on the guy and he's probably Scanner Emily's dream date.
And for that, if nothing else, he is certainly crushable enough to usurp our previous Crush of the Week. Thanks for indulging us!