Norfolk gets Oscar, Golden Globe; Portsmouth, A Razzie

Norfolk City Manager Marcus Jones likes to gush. He deserves an Oscar.

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Jones gushed when Steven Anderson was hired as Norfolk's director of Development: "He has fresh and innovative ideas to cultivate small business and entrepreneurial incubators."

Anderson was fired less than a year later.

Gushing, according to peer vetted medical studies of the past five decades, is lodged in the DNA of politicians, government officials and newspaper columnists. (Later studies have refuted that newspaper columnists gush and have found, after meticulous investigation, that newspaper columnists screech.)

Once again, Jones is gushing. His gushing is dotted with words such as “expertise,” “long standing professional relationships” and “attention to detail.”

Jones is proud of his new hire. His name is Chuck Rigney. Remember him? He was the guy who genuflected daily at the altar of Norfolk City Hall as the interim director of Development for the city for nearly three years.

Then the City changed its mind: Anderson was out.

But who was in?

Rigney was stoic. His stoicism was so stoic that it overwhelmed Facebook's servers, so they were shut down for 30-seconds.

The City was stricken with Disassociative Identity Disorder; no one in City Hall knew who was whom or whom was who.

Rigney was not only out; he was forgotten.

Meanwhile, Norfolk city officials kept busy indulging the whims of Bruce Thompson and executives of The Cordish Cos.

Then an angel miraculously appeared. His name was Peter Chapman, from the heavenly city of Richmond. He was feted, praised and pampered; he joined the city as a deputy city manager and promised reform of the city's economic development department. With Jones' blessing. 

So Rigney, stoic and stalwart, crossed the river to Portsmouth where he was hired as the city's director of economic development.

His coming was hailed as the Second Coming. Yet his departure (after less than a year) was also one of many departures from Portsmouth, following the city manager, the city attorney, the finance director and the police chief. (It is a shame, observers have remarked, that a few Portsmouth City Council Members haven't departed.)

Rigney likes to gush too. Unlike his boss, Rigney gets a Golden Globe.

This was a choice for Norfolk, not against Portsmouth; just to be clear. I remain certain of Portsmouth's bright future,”Rigney posted on Facebook, following Jones' announcement that Rigney had been hired to drive Norfolk's economy.

Rigney gushed about the anonymous “Norfolk leaders” who “reached out to me and made it possible for me to come back to this City I care so much about.”

Rigney's first initiative, according to reports, is to hire Zack Miller, to ride an electric bike around Norfolk and find a Millennial to develop an innovative and creative waste flushing system for City Hall.

In Portsmouth, Rigney was a game-changer: he advocated for new toilets on the second floor of Portsmouth City Hall.

Rigney gushed about Portsmouth when he was hired.

I want everybody to come over here and see what we are doing over here,” he said. (Source: Veer Magazine, Dec., 2014 issue). They never did. 

No one on Portsmouth City Council gushes. They argue, blame and fire.

They deserve a Razzie.