Farewell Big Dad…

When I met Jim “Big Dad” Brennan, he was already in the winter of his life-span. He had spent nearly nine decades on Earth and was settling into growing old with the occasional gripe about an aching joint here and there. Over the past several years I had the wonderful experiences of sitting outside next the pool at Jim’s daughter and son and law’s house listening to Jim talk.

While his body was growing frail, his mind was as sharp as a tack. He recounted his experiences in World War II and painted vivid images to me of what it was like to grow up in Augusta. My favorite story took place in the 1920′s when Jim was a boy. His mother ran a boarding house and he was a newspaper boy for the Augusta Chronicle. His downtown route was through an area known as Frog Hollow.

Jim would chuckle in telling me the story about how most of his customers were illiterate. They took the newspaper to play a thing called “the bug.” It was an illegal gambling operation run by some of the power players in the area at that time. People would gamble on what the stock exchange numbers would be the next day. For something like five cents you could play the bug, but you also had to buy a news paper to see if you had won. Back in those days, five cents was a lot of money for a poor person, but just like todays lottery, people would play it in hopes of winning ten or twenty bucks.

There were plenty of stories like that and Jim recounted them like they had just happened yesterday. With his evening cocktail in hand, Jim would talk about flying airplanes in the war, what the 1950′s and 1960′s were like from his perspective. He talked and talked and I listened. Every time I got the chance to sit outside and chat with Jim it was like opening up a time capsule and rummaging through the contents.

Jim was a part of what we fondly call the ‘greatest generation.’ He did not go on to become famous or run for president. He worked, raised children and just tried to live life as an honest and decent man. The winter of his life was spent woolgathering over fond memories  and he appreciated having an ear nearby to hear his stories. I was privileged to be that ear.

Jim bade us farewell over the weekend. He was to me an example of how to live a good life and I will miss him, but I am grateful for the chance to have known him and I will never forget all those wonderful stories.

Four Years Ago…

I covered the Ed Meloan case in South Carolina. Meloan had used his position as a tv personality as a means to serially molest young boys over several decades. At first, for me, it was just a news story like all the others I covered until I heard a quote from one of the victims. He said that he came forward because he could no longer live with the guilt of knowing that his failure to report Meloan meant that other kids became victims of the man. He said he knew that by staying silent, he aided and abetted a criminal and was therefore guilty himself.

That quote hit me in the gut. I understood what he meant, I was in the same boat. I had harbored the same type of terrible secret for decades. So, I called Sheriff Whittle and told him what happened to me in the summer of 1984. That is when we all learned of the statute of limitation on child molestation in Georgia and it set me and many others on the path that we continue on to this day.

Four years ago I sat down and told Austin, Mary Liz, Harley and our general manager Kent that I felt compelled to work to change that law. When Austin learned of what happened to me as a kid, he said, “just damn.” Austin works with kids every year through Storyland Theatre, he is really a “softie” when it comes to kids, and I could tell he almost took it personally because the situation left us all powerless.

We decided that my reputation and my credibility as a reporter had to be protected, so it was agreed that I would do research and stories on the matter and we would work through the channels we had to get new legislation passed.

We contacted Ben Harbin who immediately got to work with Barbara Simms and Lee Anderson. The bill to eliminate the statute of limitations was drawn and filed. It then died slowly in committee. Local political adviser and Boy Scout leader Jim Cox got involved as well as Columbia County Chief Magistrate Bobby Christine. For years, we all pushed to get the bill out of committee and on to the floor of the Assembly. Nothing seemed to work.

“We need a face to put on this crime, Scott,” Judge Christine told me. “Someone needs to step up and say that it happened to them, without it, we just can’t get the momentum.” As it turns out, Bobby’s brother-in-law Jared shared a similar story with me and Jared decided that he would step up and talk about it. I decided, against the advice of everyone at the radio station that I must do the same.

Jared and I went and sat down with Governor Deal and we told our stories and I agreed to go on camera here in Augusta to help get the grass roots support that Ben needed to relaunch the bill. Then this mess in Penn. State happened and it created the momentum to make this a state wide issue.

I have to confess to you that this has been emotionally trying on me, my family and my co-workers. We have had to make hard decisions over the past four years, but we all understand that it is a conversation that we as a society need to have. We need the mechanisms in place within the law to protect our children. If that means that some of us have to come forward and divulge details we would really just like to forget, then so be it, we must. Having access to the media and to the people who craft and vote on our laws comes with its own set of responsibilities.

A reporter never wants to become a part of the story, we are supposed to simply be the medium to disseminate information. But sometimes, we have to break the rules if it is for the greater good. Neither Jared nor I see ourselves as victims. We are both successful and happy in our lives. However, there were events that happened to both of us in our youth that we want to prevent happening to other kids. If nothing else, we want to give a voice to victims of child molestation that do struggle with what happened to them. We decided to man-up and put a face on this crime.

You can help get this bill passed. Send an email to your state representative and your state senator and tell them you support HB 676. The battle to get that statute overturned is four years long at this point, but we are committed to getting it done this year. With your help we will do it.

Uh, Judge Brown, ya wanna comment?

First installment but it will not be the last. We all need to look back at the stuff that has happened over the years…The truth is out there…hear this: MZ000206

From The Sheriff….

This appeared in the Augusta Chronicle Sunday 10/30…A note to all of us from Ronnie Strength, and I add in my “thank you’s” as well. Hopefully we won’t have to do this again, but our community stepped up in this tragic case and showed our law enforcement folks some love and I am very proud of all of you… Here is Ron’s letter:
Tribute to ‘J.D.’ was touching
By Ronnie Strength
Augusta
Sunday, Oct. 30, 2011
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In my 35 years with the Richmond County Sheriff’s Office, I have attended many funerals of private citizens, elected officials, local and state dignitaries and public safety folks.

Never have I seen the outpouring of support and love that was shown at the funeral for Deputy James “J.D.” Paugh.

The hundreds and hundreds of law enforcement officers and other public safety people were expected, as these folks always come forward in times of tragedy involving one of their own.

But the public support shown by hundreds of citizens that lined the funeral procession was nothing like I have ever seen. People holding American flags, banners and ribbons adorned the entire route – citizens with their hands over their hearts and many crying as the procession made its way to Hillcrest Cemetery.

I wish I could personally thank each and every one who was standing along the roadway showing their respect for what J.D. has done for the past 17 years in dedicating his life to the great citizens of Richmond County.

Our agency is having a difficult time coping with the loss of J.D., but the tribute shown by our citizens during these hard times has helped us so much.

Thank you, each and every one of you, for all you have done in supporting and paying your respects to this agency and to Deputy J.D. Paugh.

Ronnie Strength

Augusta

(The writer has been Richmond County’s sheriff since 2001.)

My Interview With Harley

This interview was conducted as part of our research for the book I am writing along with ASU professor Dr. Debra VanTuyll, an audio copy will be available at Reese Library for the future students who are interested in radio.

We will be making a public announcement soon about this project, which is a historic first on many levels, but I thought I would make the interview with Harley available to my friends early on…Sitting across from him and just letting him talk was, at least to this point, the coolest interview I have ever scored in my career.HDINTERVIEW

So Many Things…

have happened over the past 20 years. Just graduating out of high school, I never would have thought that I would end up working with George Fisher and Harley Drew. In the early years I took for granted working with Mary Liz Nolan and I really thought early on that Austin would be a flash in the pan. When I met J.B. Fuqua, I didn’t realize who he was until I got to his house in Atlanta.

The irony of the fact that I drove a borrowed car to visit Fuqua is now a source of pride, and if you do not know Fuqua’s story, well, when our book comes out you will. The WGAC story started long before I was born, but it became part of my life, and my story. I was so wrong about Austin and where he would end up, but I was also smart enough to hang on to Mary Liz and let her guide me in the adventure we all embarked upon.

In my tenure at WGAC I have witnessed executions, I have witnessed horrific traffic accidents, and sat in on trials where the graphic evidence displayed broke my heart. I have exposed the wrongdoings of people that I thought from the moment I started as a journalist to be corrupt, and then had to expose the people close to me that I genuinely liked and did not think could ever be corrupted. My heart has been broken many times.

I conformed to what I was taught by the masters of the field. In the course of doing this I developed the stiff upper lip required and trudged on knowing that even my best friends who were in politics might become a target tomorrow, or an officer that I adored might become a fatality that I would have to cover as a news story.

It has been a journey, but throughout, I have never given up on my music. I keep on playing even though I know I will never be a rock star. My music reflects my love for this community…The community I serve…

This song is perfect in the way it was recorded, but it is about to be recorded again, with a different voice and a different style…The voice will not be mine, but one that is up and coming and needs to be heard, and it will live up to the standards our community has set…perfection.

I promise.

To the 99 percenters…

Ok, you are going to learn real quick that protesting in the streets is going to get you about as far as it did the one legged fellow that entered an ass kicking contest. After the tv cameras leave and you have gotten your 15 seconds of fame, the only thing left is the rain and the memory that Richard Rogers once said your name on television.

So, I offer you this little tutorial, complete with pictures for those of you who are ADHD, on how to make yourself a success in this cruel, awful, capitalist world.

First, think about what it is you want to do and make sure there is some calculated risk involved because achievement only happens when you risk something. If that means getting naked in public, then shed your clothes:

Second, surround yourself with like minded friends like these:

And these:

Arm yourself with information by reading the news and listening to folks like this:10 Austin Rhodes on the Radio (note: it doesn’t matter that you agree or disagree, it is the information you want)

Next, go to work. Work for yourself, your family and your community. No, the tv cameras won’t be there everyday to watch you do it, you simply work to accomplish something and make your community better:

Next step is ferret out the corruption around you by exposing it. This cannot be done with a protest sign:

Then, after you experience a bit of success and you save your pennies, invest in yourself and your friends:

Save a little back from your life savings and get a tattoo that will remind you when you wake up each morning that you have to now work even harder because people are depending on you:

Always keep in mind that you are doing the work for yourself, but also for the ones you care about and love, like this little creature:

Also, keep in mind that your lifetime is finite and that should only serve to make you work harder:

Hold yourself to the same standards as you do others, start out at the bottom and claw your way to the top and you will one day experience success:

Now put down the stupid protest signs and join the 1 percent of us that actually achieve something.

You’re welcome.

Scott

(Edited by the grammar-nazi ML Nolan)

Fire Department

Headline: THE AUGUSTA FIRE DEPARTMENT HAS BEEN UNDER SCRUTINY LATELY BUT WGAC INVESTIGATIVE REPORTER SCOTT HUDSON HAS FOUND THAT THE INVESTIGATION OF OFFICIAL WRONG DOING GOES FAR DEEPER THAN PREVIOUSLY DISCLOSED. Listen Here: MZ000170 1

The Protests Are Here…

I went down to check out the meeting of folks wanting to start a local “occupy” protest in Augusta. They seemed like a bunch of nice people to me, not anything like what we are seeing out of New York and LA….Here is my report, click to hear: MZ000166 2

The Nerve

Almost a year ago I spoke with Brian Hendry of Aberdeen, Scotland about his intentions to run the Augusta Municipal Golf Course…aka…The Patch.

He told me rather than be a $100,000 + boondoggle for the city, he could transform it into a world class destination area…At first commissioners would not even open his bid…Now, it has finally passed through committee with Al and Bill demanding the rates stay low on one side and then bitching about what The Patch LLC will be charged for water on the other…yep two guys who have either never worked in the private sector or failed at it…your leaders at work! Here is my report that ran on WGAC… MZ000181

Kids, I just got started…

…don’t call it a comeback, I never went nowhere.

I Support Fred Russell…

Commissioner Alvin Mason, The Augusta Chronicle, Alzheimer spokesperson J.R. Hatney, and film star Lindsay Lohan have all called for the firing of city Administrator Fred Russell. These days it seems Russell has run out of friends with even the Commissioners that voted to increase his authority who are now musing about who could eventually replace him.

I have always tried to avoid the temptation of the mob mentality, so it should come as no surprise to you that I am going to be the lone voice out there saying “wait just a damn minute.”

Do I believe the 44 raises Russell handed out was a hideously stupid thing to do? Yep. Do I believe that Russell overlooked the awful performance of Theresa Smith because he was forced to? Yep. Do I believe Russell stood by and said nothing while Recreation Department Director Tom Beck had to go through months of needless investigation and humiliation? Yep. Do I think Russell turned his head and pretended not to notice when former Commissioner Betty Beard diverted an illegally gotten “donation” and used it to pay for her friend’s gastric bypass surgery? Uh, huh I do.

So why back Russell?

It is simple. Before you attempt to criticize someone, you should walk at least for a few moments in their shoes. The truth is, Fred Russell has repeatedly for years been forced to walk the tightrope with no safety net. Sure, people are ready to stone him over the raises, but when has Al Mason or the Chronicle come out to praise him for the good things he has accomplished? To get anything done, Russell has to deal with eleven different people and their agendas. And what is even worse, we have all seen how the racial politics of this city has stymied every inch of possible progress and the person who unfortunately is at ground zero in the Augusta governmental race war is Fred Russell.

Imagine coming to work every day and being reminded that the sway of one vote could result in your pink slip. That is what Russell has had to contend with for years. Did I ever witness this? No, not directly, but others near the situation have. Marion Williams and Betty Beard were far more crafty behind the scenes that most people ever knew. It would not surprise me that on likely more than one occasion that Russell was reminded of just how how quickly his employment could be terminated by those two. And how could that happen? Well, Beard was able to twist the law like taffy to funnel $700,000 a year to Laney Walker as a “tourism” project before she would allow the TEE Center to move forward. So, yeah, I have no problem believing that Russell was told by her to keep a convicted contract killer on the payroll or else. In that instance, at least Russell had the good sense to keep the man close to him by allowing him to work out of his own office rather than putting him in charge of a community center.

Should we fault Russell for playing the game? No, anyone in that position has to if they intend to survive. It should be the people making the rules of the game who are scrutinized, not the ones forced to play it or refuse and lose their livelihood.

The truth is that the racially based politics in this city has run off almost all of the good leadership in the city and no one in their right mind wants to apply for the top position. I really think Russell needs his head examined for staying on the job. He is fully aware of the fact that his predecessors threw up their hands in disgust and moved on to much greener pastures.

Russell is not handing out his resume to other municipalities for one simple reason. He loves this city. I have witnessed his love for this city up close. Russell knew that commuting through downtown was a nightmare due to the trains and he, along with our excellent traffic engineering department, eliminated that problem. I have seen his eyes go misty when looking at the Old Richmond Academy building wanting to do anything within his power to save that landmark. That one is beyond his power.

Crime in Augusta is beyond Russell’s power as is the idiotic decisions of the multitude of boards and committees he is forced to deal with daily. Hundreds of times I have heard Russell address the Augusta Commission and say to them in plain English “tell me what you want me to do.” And almost in every instance they have responded with vague unintelligible gibberish or simply voted to table the issue until the next “meeting.”

Is Russell responsible for the massive budget shortfall? No, the elected and appointed morons that vote for “feasibility studies” and lawsuits against legitimate companies such as X-Mart are to blame. If Al Mason would save up all that hot air he has arrogantly blown at Russell and put it to good use, the municipal building would be plenty warm this winter without anyone turning on the heating system.

Has Russell made some mistakes? Of course he has, he is human and not a freaking robot. If I were in his shoes, I would revoke the raises and own up to the mistake. Then, I would go through that municipal building like the grim reaper and start firing every person I could find that is not effective at their job or was placed in a position because they either know or are related to a political figure. In Russell’s loafers, I would yank every dime of funding that goes to Commissioners silly pet projects and redirect those funds to the Sheriff. I would call in every one of the church owned “Community Housing and Development Organization” scams and tell them that the golden goose is dead. I would also call in the Downtown Development Authority, Canal Authority, Housing Authority, and every other “authority” that gets even a penny of city funds and remind them that I am the AUTHORITY and my name is on the check they receive and so they damn well better do what I say to do. And when Mason and his ilk start braying over it like donkeys, I would use the appendage that God gave me that is attached to the center of my right hand.

Do I support Fred Russell’s vision of this city over that of Commissioner Bill Lockett? Yep, every day of the week including Sunday. Even though I don’t play golf, when the Patch is finally privatized, I am going to treat Fred to a round out there and unlike Lockett and Mason, I will happily pay the greens fee.

How Slavery Effed America Part I

In all of nature exists hierarchies. Like the rungs of DNA, a top and bottom are present in everything God created. There is predator and prey, alpha and omega, worker bee and queen, and maker and consumer. It is the natural order of things. However, only in humanity exists the concept of one side of the hierarchy forcing the other to do its bidding against the other’s will. Humanity is the only creature in nature that understands the concept of free will and yet wills to deny it is a universal concept.

Slavery has destroyed virtually every society in which it was practiced. That fact is true from the Egyptians and Romans in antiquity to the Nazis in modern times. In America, slavery was the catalyst of the most devastating war in this country’s history and today continues to act like an apparition that refuses to be exorcised.

The majority opinion of the modern white population in the post Civil Rights era about the country’s racist past is “get over it,” while the majority opinion of the black population is “acknowledge it and show some damn respect.” So who is right? Well, to a degree, both are. Any good psychologist will advise the best way to solve an issue is to acknowledge the issue, understand the issue, and then move towards the future leaving the issue resolved and understood. The operative word here: understand.

Slavery in America was not just the main factor that led to war, it was a disastrous economic model in its time and led to an economic model that helped cause the Great Depression and finally the economic model of the Welfare State that is straining the current treasury.

The founders of the United States not only understood slavery was morally wrong, but they also knew it was unsustainable economically. Thomas Jefferson attempted to introduce language in the Declaration Of Independence that blamed the King of England for the practice. That language was rejected by other slave holders because it would acknowledge publicly that slavery was evil. It is also important to note that almost all of the founders who owned slaves inherited them. Going back to Jefferson, his economic situation was such that he could not free his slaves because his creditors would not let him. They were property in the eyes of the bank.

Economically, the industrial revolution doomed slavery; however, its practitioners knew they were being forced into bankruptcy by the changing economic climate and war became inevitable. Was the Civil War about tariffs? Yes. Was it also about slavery? Yes.

Slavery was based on economic need of cheap labor, ie. hands in the field. Those people enslaved did not get paid, but they received free housing, free food, and free medical care. The model was upside down for the person at the top of the rung. Compounding the problem was that since the bondsmen and women had no economic incentive to produce, many plantations dealt with under-performance and the costly and constant need to hunt down runaway property. Slavery was destined for eventual economic collapse, war or no war.

The economic model that followed was every bit as disastrous. This model was based upon greed and racism. From the 1870′s through the Jim Crow era, the generations of free blacks had to work every bit as hard as they did on the plantation, only this time, they were not given anything for free. Share cropping replaced bondage, but it was economic slavery none the less. Furthermore, there was very limited access to education and even less access to the creature comforts every human being deserves. Jim Crow laws in the southern states violated one of the inalienable rights: the right to pursue happiness. During that time large segments of blacks fled to the industrial northern states where they were equally taken advantage of economically. Continuous backbreaking labor in the factories netted barely enough money for basic survival. Meanwhile, those very few at the top enjoyed all of the wealth that unfettered capitalism allows.

While most readers here would agree that capitalism is the best economic model designed so far in human history, unregulated capitalism is just as dangerous as communism. This time, unfettered capitalism created an economic model that could only eventually collapse, and it did, bringing the country to its knees. In a hideous irony, it was the blacks that stayed in the Jim Crow south that weathered the Great Depression the best. They had land, they were not in a dust bowl, and they had their hands meaning many of them never had to stand in bread line.

The government’s attempt to right the wrongs of the past created the economic model Americans have today, the welfare state. The modern welfare state is not comprised of only black Americans. Welfare is available to everyone; white, black, latino, citizen and, in some cases, illegal aliens wallow up to the trough daily. However, the welfare initiatives were primarily created to give opportunity to the historically oppressed minorities. What it has created is generations living solely off of government largesse. Another irony is that welfare has become a form of mental slavery and it has institutionalized poverty. Welfare has diminished the value of the family because broken families (single mothers) receive more benefits. If the father is not in the home, the mother gets more money.

The Maryland chapter of the NAACP found that indeed the Welfare state has led to increased crime. Quoting directly from their report, “the ready access to a lifetime of welfare and free social service programs is a major contributory factor to the crime problems we face today.” This creates an almost endless cycle that drains the nation’s treasury. The criminal male must be housed and fed and his family remains on welfare. Once out of prison the convict finds his criminal status makes it almost impossible to find employment, so he returns to crime and eventually returns to prison.

While it is true that statistics based on population reveal more blacks are incarcerated than their white counterparts, and statistically more blacks are on welfare than whites, the evil of generational welfare knows no color of skin. Generational welfare destroys equally. What is just as bad is that the very people who pay for the welfare state are finding themselves in need of welfare because just like the economic models of slavery and Jim Crow, the economic model of the welfare state is collapsing upon itself. More and more people are beginning to see we as a whole are headed towards chaos.

History can teach volumes to those who are open to learn. Slavery and its wrongs are still with us today and that is not a black problem or a white problem, it is an American problem.

This Is The FInal

Optimod remaster. All the new stuff will be recorded by the current band.

Considering what’s going on right now with the Partridge Inn, it seems perfect timing to release Apparition. The P.I. has changed over the years and is in transition again, and the band has transitioned as well. Like Optimod, I hope the P.I. lives on.

This track was originally recorded in the garden suite (suite 10) of the P.I. That suite is the one purported to be haunted. I must say in the eight months I lived there, I never saw anything odd. Frank Robinson and I were jamming around and wrote this tune about a ghost. We captured the tune on an analogue 8 track with Frank on most of the guitars and me handling drums, keys and vox. Later I transposed it to digital, rerecorded the bass, beefed the drums and added some guitar. When I pulled it out of the vault it went to Mike Lane for remaster. Enjoy! SCOTT Apparition

…And please don’t leave us Partridge Inn!

Time To Get This Out and Move On…

Being a public figure certainly has its ups and downs. In fact, it can be a real bitch. Normally such a personal situation would not be fodder for public disclosure, but when it impacts other lives and the public careers of others not involved, then things change dramatically.

Several months ago, my wife Stacey and I quietly quietly separated. There was no betrayal or scandalous behavior involved on either of our parts, but over time we have realized that the relationship wasn’t working for both of us and it would eventually impact Emerson. After this time apart, we have come to the mutual conclusion that we will divorce amicably and co-parent our daughter from a distance. We are rebuilding what was once a wonderful friendship.

That left open an issue I knew would eventually have to be addressed. Because my audience is mainly Christian and conservative I was faced with perpetuating a myth that could come back to haunt me and my political allies, or facing up to reality and getting on with my life with the knowledge that my media and political career was likely over. That is why I abruptly took a sabbatical from broadcast and publication and was ready to pull the plug on this blog. It was a hard journey I was forced to take.

I brought my media associates and political allies together and came clean to them about the situation. I told them that if I was not welcome on conservative radio or to be associated with their political campaigns, that I understood completely. To my utter astonishment, the exact opposite occurred. Their consensus was that I could not leave the media and that my future path in life might help bring an entire new group under our local GOP tent.

We decided that I should simply get it out there and then chalk it up to its my personal life and therefore, it is personal and will remain so. By coming out with this, it removes the ability for political attack against my friends. Yes, some of my audience will bail, and I hate that, but it also will give a voice to folks who right now are not being treated equally under the law. The Republican party has always been the party of Constitutional law and it is where I belong.

Understand that I am not going to left this tiny facet of my life define me. I am not going to learn show tunes anytime soon. I have not changed, and I hope you appreciate my honesty.

I am a conservative, I am a Republican, and I am gay. On that last part, my stand is “so what?”

And there you have it.

Murdoch Scandal

Everyone at WNRR is of the unanimous opinion that we should keep Fox Radio News as our top of the hour news cast. We feel they have the best to offer and are really the least biased when it comes to presenting fact. Case in point – they acknowledged the mess happening with News Of The World over in London. Yeah, it took them a few days, but they did react and present what was going on from a purely journalistic point of view…there was no spin that I could detect.

At the same time, I want to praise our local news media corps. My friends in the media would never pull an illegal stunt to get the scoop. That means what you get in the local paper, tv broadcasts and radio is accurate and documented fairly. Many of the people here in the media acted as mentors to me. They know who they are and they know how appreciative I am that they took the time to give me guidance.

Here is the story we aired last week: MZ000209

Number 9 – Optimod

When I was about 17 years old I wrote these lyrics down. I was dealing with a really tough situation. It was a situation that tested me, my family and the family of a girl who at the time I really loved and thought that I would end up marrying. Well, that was my wish…It was a pipe dream, she was far too beautiful for me. But I was her friend. She trusted me.

The situation that occurred and my actions at the time destroyed what I thought could eventually happen and “Nadine” and I went our separate ways. In the end, everyone worked together to make the right decisions, but it totally ended for me what I thought I wanted at the time. I have seen Nadine over the years, and I am so happy to see that while tough, the decisions she made some 23 years ago were right.

This has always been my favorite piece of music. Nadine is real. Her son is too. I just met him over facebook and I am delighted to see that 23 years ago we all made the right decisions. The struggles of my youth created my best work as a musician, I think. And here it is for you to hear after many years of sitting in the vault.

This is Number 9 09 Track 09

So Atlanta Teachers Got Caught Cheating…

I am disgusted, angered, verklempt, saddened and maddened…but I ain’t surprised (and yes, ain’t is now officially a word). Here’s why, listen in: MZ000177 1

See you on the radio at 5:30 this afternoon!

Stimulus: the screw that keeps on turning…

This report will air tomorrow and Tony and I will be on at 5:15 to discuss it in length. Click to hear the report: HOUSING AND THE STIMULUS

How Did This Happen?

Well, I guess you would have had to have been with me during several conversations over the past year to understand how we all got to this point. The decision to follow a new path was cemented as I rode back from Atlanta last Thursday after meeting with the Governor.

I have always said quoting William T. Sherman that if “nominated I shall not run, if elected I will not serve,” but I have changed my mind. During that meeting with the Governor I stated the case for the bill I have tried to get passed for the last three years. I told Nathan Deal that it is common sense that we should not have a statute of limitations on child molestation. I cited the Ed Meloan case and told the Governor that if Meloan lived in Georgia as opposed to South Carolina he would be a free man today. He would be free to look at the 9000 child porn pictures on his computer.

The Governor agreed with me and said when the bill eventually reached his desk he would sign it. It was an emotional victory not just for me, but for the thousands of other little boys who have grown into adulthood with the shame and guilt because they were victims of a diseased minded person.

As we drove back I buried myself in a book in the backseat of the car, but I was thinking more than I was reading. I thought about little Emerson. I thought about my Dad and wondered what he would have me do. I took total stock of what I have and what I want for myself. The question I ended up with was ‘will this make me happy or will it take the happiness I have now and turn it to misery?’

The answer to that was I have never allowed any situation to make me miserable and I have lived through some tough situations.

The next thing was if I am going to enter politics, when do I tell the public? That question was debated. I could go on as a journalist until the moment was right and then simply announce I was running for a particular office. However, that would mean that I was lying to everybody.

The moment I came to the decision I should become involved rather than report from a distance made me biased. There was a very heated conversation with someone I love after I announced my intentions on Facebook. His stance was that I had thrown my media career away without even having a political race to join.

He may be right, I have not spoken with the owner of WNRR yet. However, if I am gearing myself up to enter public service then I have to join a political party. By doing so I cannot be a journalist and I refuse to play like one and then announce I am running for office. So, I am now a commentator on the radio and not an investigative reporter….it is a change in title, that’s all.

So what am I running for? Nothing yet. I am joining the Republican Party and I will be helping others whom I support with their campaigns. When the time is right for me to run for office, I will know and I will toss my hat into the ring.

Yeah, I could have just kept quiet and went about business but the reality is that getting into politics means starting building a political career way before actually running in a race. Had I kept quiet about my intentions and started building that career behind the scenes would have been tantamount to telling a big lie to the public.

I do not lie and won’t now and I won’t when you eventually put me in office. It is now time to use the word “change” but make it mean something. It is time to put out a contract on the government. I am your hit man. Give me ammunition and I will fire accordingly.