Boy Wonder

The thrill of Scott Brown's incredible victory in Massachusetts isn't fading - it's growing, as the wake continues to rock boats throughout the political world. In the midst of that joy, it's important to note something equally wonderful - how beautifully Scott is rising to the occasion.
Looking beyond the barn jacket, beyond the pickup truck, beyond the all-American good looks, somebody’s got to say this about Scott Brown: He’s had a terrific run so far as a senator-elect.
Brian McGrory, in his column in today's Boston Globe, shines a light on Scott's poise and savvy.
His decision to make Tom Menino the first stop on his first day of the first week on the job was uncommonly shrewd. With Menino, politics isn’t partisan, but personal, and this show of respect will be remembered for a while. Brown got slaughtered in Boston, making his postelection foray into the city that much more notable.
Scott got a front page Globe photo a few days ago for his meeting with urban clergy.
“A guy-guy,’’ is how the Rev. Gene Rivers described Brown after the meeting. He said Brown met with them for about 90 minutes, had a bit of “swag’’ to him from his days playing basketball at Tufts with mostly black teammates, and smartly pushed back in a way that made them respect him even more. Said Rivers: “As an outsider, he understands the strategic importance of black clergy and he’s not as prone to take us for granted.’’
In addition to the McGrory column, Scott has a front page Globe story today - with a big photo - a real puff piece like those usually reserved for Democrats.
In his trademark aw-shucks, self-effacing style, he reflected on becoming a political sensation. “I try to just be myself,’’ he said. “Like today, I got up, I rode the bike for an hour, watched TV, read the newspapers, you know, and then spent a little time with the dogs, got them all settled up, gave [my wife] Gail a kiss and went to the gym, did a swim, and then I came in here. I’ve been meeting with you guys, I’m going to caucus. The only different thing is, I’m doing [Jay] Leno.’’
Most gratifying of all are remarks Joe Kennedy, the former Congressman who opted out of running for the seat his uncle held for the past 47 years. Joe is apparently feeling the Scott Envy that so many politicians, mere mortals that they are, are confronting as the spotlight shines exclusively on Senator Brown.
Standing in the parking lot of a two-story red brick apartment complex on Shepard Street in Brighton, where he had been delivering oil to needy residents, Kennedy smiled when a reporter asked him whether he regretted not running. “The thought had crossed my mind,’’ he said.
No need to feel badly, Joe. It's not a year for Kennedys.