The three guys who came to the Pikeville stop of the David Williams 2011 Tour were caught later hiding in a drainage ditch. Don't you hate it when they name a drainage ditch after you and they catch a bunch of terrorists in it?
Where do you get father-in-laws like that? The fictional Mr. Pipensteel. Almost rich enough to be a job creator, doling out the family fortune on a son-in-law who is gone a lot.
Williams says that people who know him pretty well do not think he is a jerk, and he does have a real nice-looking wife and a father-in-law who adores him — something that would make any of us a little arrogant.
And he has, and there is no reason to say that he did this run for governor for anything other than principle, lost a huge portion of his political potential because of a courageous and correct stand against the sin of gambling.
He has just as much a right to commit that sin and still be against it as the rest of us claim, and it is nobody's business what he wins or loses.
There are other things worth going down for. The true test of a candidate is whether he has any principles that he would give up his office for.
On the critical issue of whether we want more and easier gambling in our midst, if Williams goes down because of this, it will be his finest hour.
They buried my old friend Marrs Alan May this year. He was a strikingly handsome man who had the manners of a game-show host, was unfailingly courteous, and was bright, descended of the learned class in the mountains, professionals and engineers, a group which sometimes feels slighted by portrayal of some of the rest of us.
He rose rapidly in politics and soon made it to the legislature, but lost his career suddenly when he joined Republicans in adding two cents more in sales tax, an act he knew at the time he cast his vote would end his chances of being elected again.
Most of the young in his family hardly knew of Marrs Alan's noble vote. Dishonor gets you remembered. Acts of political valor are soon forgotten and so are going out of style.
For a politician who wants to hit the top, coming to coal country during a campaign is like going to Las Vegas and having to brag the whole time about what a good thing prostitution is for the economy out there.
When you are wanting to be somebody in Kentucky politics, it's the song of Florence Reece of Harlan County asking you: "Which side are you on; which side are you on?"
Little noticed, buried somewhere deep in regional news was this little fact which some of us have been telling you for years would happen if mountaintop removal were stopped. During the time it was only slowed down, there was an 11 percent increase in underground mining jobs, and there was an 8 percent increase in expanded or new mining operations. More jobs, at work sites which the Obama Administration is making safer.
Miners have quit doing their own weighing and checking, letting other people do it for them. They ain't on your side anymore, Florence.
Where did you and Sarah Ogan Gunning and Aunt Mollie Jackson go wrong?