“Have you seen the mess I created? I’m raising so many taxes I can’t even keep them all straight anymore. I’m taking all that federal stimulus money and spending it faster than a drunk politician at Ho Chunk casino. And we still have a budget deficit. It’s to the point where even I miss Scott McCallum.”
When asked if there was a specific spending item that pushed him to the breaking point, the governor responded,
I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a tax and spender. You have a right to recall me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and massive fundraising are your friends.
At that point, a pained expression drew over the governor’s face. He then looked at Steven Walters from the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel and asked, "Did they say why, Walters, why they want to end my term in office?"
Walters: It's a CRG mission, sir.
Doyle: It's no longer a CRG mission, is it? Did they tell you?
Walters: They told me that your spending and taxes had gone totally insane, and that your budgets were unsound.
Doyle: Are my budgets unsound?
Walters: I don't see any real budgeting at all, sir.
Doyle: I expected someone like you. What did you expect? Are you an assassin?
Walters: I'm a journalist.
Doyle: You're neither. You're an errand boy, sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill. Did you know that I once promised that we must not, will not raise taxes? The horror… The horror…
At this point the governor’s aides quickly ushered him out of the room while announcing, “The governor is clearly tired. No more questions today.”
