All About The “Macker”

For those readers not familiar with the name “Macker,” you will be after you read the article found below.  The article is from Townhall magazine and it was written by Marita Noon.  According to the article, the “Macker” was caught or discovered to have told a whopper about where the money came from for his almost toy car adventure.  Here, have a read:

Terry McAuliffe, former chairman of the Democr...

Terry McAuliffe, former chairman of the Democratic National Committee and former chairman of the Hillary Clinton for President committee, at the 2008 Democratic National Convention at the Pepsi Center in Denver, Colorado (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


With the embarrassment the three “er”s—Switzer, Wiener, and Filner—have created for the Democratic Party, one would think they would want to steer clear of scandal-ridden candidates. But—no. Terry McAuliffe is, once again, hoping to become the governor of the Commonwealth of Virginia when voters go to the polls next month. Among his friends, McAuliffe is known as The Macker—which my sources tell me is a play on the Yiddish “Macher,” meaning: “Big shot. A man who is (or thinks he is) really important. Usually refers to someone who is showing off in some way.”

I don’t cover campaigns. I write on energy issues. So, other than the fact that, at their respective 2012 conventions, I met both the Republican candidate Attorney General Ken Cuccinelli—who I found to be totally solid, humble, and extremely good-looking, and Democratic candidate former Democratic National Committee Chairman Terry McAuliffe—who worked the room at the private party with back-slapping chumminess and a toothy smile, why am I writing about McAuliffe? Because, when we were introduced, my friend told him that I write on energy issues—specifically green-energy, crony-corruption.

McAuliffe, aka, the “Macker,” moved in, posed for a picture with me, and told me that I’d like his new green car project because it was being fully funded through private money. I looked askance at him, and told him that if that was really true, I’d be interested in hearing about it. He assured me it was—and then, quickly slipped off to someone more receptive.

Here comes the Murkey Turkey revelation.  Please click here and read the rest of the adventure.