Ditto, Walter. Paper get's delivered everyday right on time- website is often frustratingly slow.
First comment is intriguing. I'd like to hear more about that: it's something we ought to listen to.
The sheer novelty of a white person daring to complain about being discriminated against is exhilarating.We're not supposed to do that you know. We're supposed to keep quiet and maintain our seat in the back of the bus.
November 23, 2015 at 11:38 p.m.
Roger, I agree- I want to find out, too, and eventually we will, but who needs a blow by blow description of the entire process?
I, for one, don't.
I want to read more stories about castrated horses. The Oakhill Saga- and the way it's being (over) covered by the Vindy reminds me of Daytime Television: the whole thing is one big soap opera with no end in sight.
As for Tony Cafaro. I just have a really hard time picturing him as the Arch-villain (think Godfather?) that everybody- some of these commentators and, of course, Bert- consider him to be.
What's his Sin- other than being rich (which always inspires envy)? He never twisted anybody's arm to accept his money (assuming that's what happened).
A politician either flies right- walks the line- or he doesn't. If he want's to be corrupted- he'll find somebody to give him what he wants- money. It's a two way street- it takes two to Tango.
But, of course, nobody likes the rich man- especially if his name ends in a vowel.
P.S. If we push Cafaro too far, he'll move his operations to New Castle (that's the scuttlebutt): then where would we be? Can the Mahoning Valley afford to lose major industries (especially considering the V Star retrenchment)?
November 23, 2015 at 10:03 p.m.
I think Bert should stick to covering horse races. His last one about the botched race where a butchered male (cut-off balls) won in a field of fillies was a treasure- loved it: one of his best in a long time.
Of course material like that doesn't come along too often. I miss Traficant! No one ever accused him of being gelded- not by a long shot- but he could be counted on to supply a never-ending supply of good fodder for the press. All he had to do was open his mouth.
Held up to that high standard- the Oakhill Boys are just Bush Leaguers. The closest to true greatness was Sciortino with his DUI escort home courtesy of his friends at the Sheriffs Department. But that vein petered out and then he lost his job and all that potentially good material is now gone.
I miss Traficant. And I'm sure Bert feels the same.
Those were the "good old days"- for the press anyway: not so sure about the rest of us...
November 23, 2015 at 9:14 p.m.
One of these days I'm going to wake up and it'll be a day when the Oakhill Scandal will be history. Oh, Joy!
I am getting so sick and tired of hearing about all this- who cares any more? Who really cares anymore- I don't think even the Defendants give a Sh-t anymore (and what's really going to happen to them if they're convicted? They're not going to be sent to a Federal Lockup like Traficant- and the longer a case drags on, the harder it is to get a solid conviction).
Who cares? The Vindy does. They care about their circulation numbers. Who cares? Bert does- he cares about his career and pension.
Who else cares? Nobody.
November 22, 2015 at 7:21 p.m.
I guess there's a lot of people in this town with more money than brains: not for nothing is Bill a shyster.
Now wonder he and Dave are such good buddies: you've got a small-town Shyster in awe of a World Class Shyster. What could be more natural than that...
November 21, 2015 at 1:16 p.m.
Well, ok, I was stretching a point to make a point. Monica wasn't, technically speaking, a minor. But she was an impressionable young woman who worked for the President of the United States- the most powerful man on earth- a married man to boot- and he seduced her and had her providing him oral gratification under his desk in the Oval Office. Later, of course, when the whole thing came out, he did what Bill Clinton has done his entire life- he tried to lie his way out of it: "I never had sexual intercourse with that woman", etc.,etc. And he managed to charm and smirk his way through.
And now, after lying- and charming and smirking- all those years, he comes into town with a new (false) note of sincerity asking us to give his wife the money she needs to cheat and lie on her own- we're supposed to believe him?
This is the man Dave Betras wants us to believe and respect?
Are we that stupid?
November 21, 2015 at 2:07 a.m.
Nice wrap up Dave. Too bad about the governors not doing so well because they're the ones with actual executive experience who might be best qualified to run the country- unlike the blowhards we usually get out of Congress- not to mention somebody like Trump.
Shame about Rick Perry. I always thought he might have some potential- given his excellent record running Texas. But I think what ruined him is when he started wearing dark rimmed glasses. Before that, he looked really impressive: powerful, masculine, someone to be reckoned with. He reminded me of somebody in a John Wayne western- a Sheriff, maybe, or the Dukes sidekick- somebody to be reckoned with.
After he put on those glasses, he looked like a Podiatrist: somebody you'd see at the checkout of a J.C. Penney store buying panties for his wife- not somebody to be reckoned with at all. I'm sure the wife was behind it. She probably said to him- late at night: "Ricky, I see you up there and you look too much like a Texas Cowboy. I want you to look really distinguished. Why don't you get rid of your contacts- and get yourself a pair of dark rimmed glasses- they'd make you look more distinguished'
Now poor old Ricky might have protested at first. He might have said: "Now dear, I don't think I would look good in dark-rimmed glasses. I'm a Texan, remember- can you imagine a Texan roping a steer wearing those silly glasses".
Well, in the end, she had him roped just like the steer- which is usually what happens in successful marriages- so he put on the glasses- and ruined his political career.
November 21, 2015 at 1:16 a.m.
What a Cock Up!
(Or maybe I shouldn't say that considering the circumstances. Sorry, Slapping Leather. Poor Guy. You remind me of some of the guys I meet at local Sports Bars. Full of bluster and bull sh-t- but missing something between the legs, i.e. Balls.)
November 21, 2015 at 12:17 a.m.
@Dagwood, "Wait a minute, on second thought, one person was left off at the gate. She kept yelling "but I know him, I know him". She was a brunette wearing a blue stained dress. Don't think she was from the valley."
Loved that! I laughed so hard I almost chocked on my wine! Well done. Slick Willy to a T.
Also Dwight: "Did Bill mention when the DFAS center would be built?"
Exactly. I asked that question 23 years ago- and since then I haven't voted for a single Democrat.
Also, I wonder if Bruce had any girl grandchildren at the event and whether they survived with their virtue intact? Put Slick Willy in with a young girl- you know what happens?
The guy should be on the Registered Sexual Offenders List.
November 20, 2015 at 11:47 p.m.
So, Silence, from your last remark I take it you think he- MorningLight, aka Terrapinst- is the guy I originally thought he was? The Stairstepper who can't pass a mirror without stopping to comb his hair?
Speaking of which, he does have a magnificent mane up there: I don't think there's much risk of his ever becoming bald. And it looks like it's securely attached to his scalp: that he doesn't just take it off every night and put it on a rack for next morning- like a certain other person who scribbles for a living and never seems to have a hair out of place.
November 20, 2015 at 10:32 p.m.