Andrew Cuomo does not seem to have won over one particular New York Post columnist:
Only once did I hear Cuomo utter anything resembling human emotion. I asked when he planned to marry his live-in girlfriend, TV cook Sandra Lee. Cuomo started laughing.
Then he started chuckling again. It went on so long, I feared a coronary. He didn't answer the question.
As a campaign strategy, Cuomo is waiting it out, hoping his foe will run out of gas. Or implode.
But I miss the man who eight years ago had a pulse. Cuomo seems to have transformed into the thing he hates most:
A slick politician.