Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Small Town Coverup?


Publisher's edit, 6:00 p.m., 11/29/06. It has come to my attention that the charges filed against the student came from the hazing incidents reported by the younger students. While I apologize for the error and have made some minor changes to the article, it in no way changes the the overall complaints that were forwarded to me by some residents of this small South Dakota town.

Generally speaking, whenever I compose one of my patented tirades I keep nothing under wraps. I just speak my mind and take the fallout in the form of emails and phone calls.

Today, however, I’m going to be very careful in how I present my story. Part of this is due to the ages of the people involved, but it’s mainly because of the explosive nature of allegations that, according to some parents, are being swept under the rug. Because of these reasons, I’m not only withholding the names of anybody involved in the story but I’m also refraining from naming the town where these incidents were alleged to have occurred.
The story first became known this past summer when a state champion high school wrestler was arrested for almost two dozen sexual assaults against at least six of his classmates. Yet according to some residents of the small town located less than a half hour from Sioux Falls, the story doesn’t end there. A few weeks ago, a letter from one of the classmates' parents was sent to at least one local media outlet. This letter alleges that “at least three other varsity wrestlers are involved in tormenting, harassing and hazing the younger members of the wrestling team. These varsity wrestlers actually held down the six young victims while the rapes occurred.”
Besides the sexual assaults, these silly jocks also supposedly committed offensive acts to these six young men. They “harassed and hazed the younger wrestlers over a long period of time. (They) urinated in the younger boys’ Gatorade, defecated in their rooms at wrestling camp, along with a lot of other disgusting activities”. These activities were kept quiet by the younger wrestlers for quite some time until the wrestling camp incidents that resulted in some of these students confiding in their parents. The school’s superintendent reportedly told the parents that it’s “not the school’s problem”.
Supposedly, the official reason these other athletes were not charged with their roles in the alleged sexual assaults was because they agreed to testify. But according to this letter, a member of the faculty actually told one of the victim’s fathers that “the school is not going to take any action until after the football season, because if these three boys are kicked off the football team, (the school) wouldn’t have a change at winning a football game”. (The school in question ultimately won quite a few football games, and recently was a victor in the state championship game.)
But was there more to the decision to not charge these additional students? The letter alleges that family connections may have had a hand in helping these kids out. “One of them is the son of a school board member”, says the writer. “One of them is the son of the assistant football coach. One of them is the nephew of a school board member”. (No word on if the school board member named twice is the same person.) Interestingly, one of the harassers is also supposedly related to a Sioux Falls news anchor.
In some respects, it’s shocking to me that this story isn’t making the front page of the local paper (besides the indictment of the one athlete), or has yet to make any appearance on the local television news. At the same time, though, I’m not shocked at all. This year we’ve seen plenty of similar stories swept under the rug. Allegations against Bob Sahr were enough to cause him to not seek re-election, but we hear nothing but unsubstantiated whispers of sexual harassment and a motel room. Political opponents of Dan Sutton used similar allegations to unsuccessfully attempt to force him to pull out of an election just two weeks before people cast their ballots.
Those two cases are not as troublesome as the story of this small town and their decision to chase sports titles rather than punish the deplorable actions of a handful of wannabe big fish in an extremely small pond. I like sports as much as the next person, but is a banner that hangs in the gym worth the innocence of at least six young boys? I think not.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Hudson's Holiday Shopping Tips

I’m going to begin today’s rambling tirade with an update that should have been on the local news but didn’t fit the plotline. Last week both the local and national news had story after story of people stupidly standing in line for PS3’s. Game geeks with no lives (and obviously no jobs) camped out in front of retail outlets such as Best Buy and Wal-Mart for these game systems that conveniently were being short-shipped. All of these retailers, along with Sony, received millions of dollars of free advertising.
Saturday, the day after the system was released, the media had a follow-up of sorts, reporting on the exorbitant amount of money that supposedly everybody was making on Ebay sales of these systems. Sure, the first few dozen – primarily those sold on the east coast or at midnight sales – were able to latch onto morons with too much spare change. But the real story is that the majority of purchasers looking for that quick profit were lucky to even make their initial purchase price. Obviously, that story should have been also reported, but it didn’t fit into the “capitalism at its best/worst” storyline.
As stupid as those people with dreams of 500% profits are, those who actually waited in line for three days to play the damn thing are even dumber. Besides the fact that within a week or two every store will be fully stocked, Sony is infamous for releasing new game systems filled with glitches. Already there are reports of problems with overheating...plus, there are only a handful of games available. Why wouldn’t you just wait until they have the damn thing perfected?
This incident is the perfect opening for a rant I must make every year at this time. This Friday, thousands of Hudsonland citizens will forget about common sense and get out of bed hours before any sane person would even consider. That’s right, The Biggest Shopping Day of the Year, or as I like to call it, the biggest shoppers of the year. Overweight clems will trample each other for right to grab the trendy toy of the season. Poor husbands are stuck two steps behind carrying sacks and sacks of junk.
Why do people put themselves through this misery? Don’t give me any song and dance that stores are full of once-a-year prices. You’ll see the same, if not better, prices as the holidays approach. As for the “I have to get my presents before they run out” excuse, there is this thing called restocks. Stores do continue to bring in product all through the holiday season…including PS3’s.
Since I obviously don’t participate in this stupidity, I’m sure some of you are asking why I’m whining. Well, I am forced to share the streets with these morons, and judging by their driving skills I shouldn’t be surprised that these people feel the need to waste their day in crowded stores. With that in mind, I have some Hudsonland tips:
  1. Remember there are other cars on the road. Use your turn signals, stay off your goddamn cell phones, and know where you’re going. Most importantly, be courteous. The world doesn’t belong to you. If you find yourself in the left hand lane when Wal-Mart’s on your right, keep going ahead and backtrack. You have no right to hold up three lanes of traffic to make that turn.

  2. Use proper parking lot etiquette. If you’re so worried about dents, maybe you should take a different vehicle. No car is so nice that it deserves two parking spots in a crowded lot. If you have a giant pickup, pull as far ahead as possible. Driving through a lot shouldn’t seem like navigating an obstacle course. And maybe your heavyweight wife should get some needed exercise by actually walking to and from the car instead of holding up traffic in front of the store.

  3. I can’t emphasize enough that you’re not the only people in the mall, or an individual store. You can’t have your entire family walk side-by-side at crawling speed. Keep those goddamn empty carts out of the narrow DVD aisles at Best Buy. Don’t congregate near the entrances. Don’t suddenly stop and turn around when it’s more than likely people are behind you. God, I hate being in stores this time of year!

  4. Restaurants are also busier than usual this time of year, so again think about others. Figure out what you want before it’s your turn to place your order. Have your money or check ready when it’s time to pay. Some of us don’t live your life of leisure; we have limited time to get in and out of these joints.
As usual, I could go on and on, but I’ll conclude with one last plea. If you’re going to spend hours and hours shopping during peak times, maybe you should find something for your kids to do. No child is going to enjoy these endeavors, and there’s not a bigger buzzkill than listening to a bunch of screaming brats whining and crying. Send them off to their friends; leave them at home; do anything. It’s bad enough that I have to maneuver around these little bastards when I do make my annual Christmas outing; having to hear them makes me thankful for Teagan the Ipod.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Commercials Stink!!!

So we all agree that the last few weeks have been full of tension, right? Friends turned against friends; family gatherings became scream-fests filled with hurtful words. The workplace was rife with tension. It’s amazing the emotions that the breakup of Britney and K-Fed could cause.
Seriously, though, these past few weeks have sort of sucked…but if one is to believe the Argus Leader better days are ahead. Sorry to burst your bubble, but I don’t think so. The smiles lasted about 24 hours. Most of the major local issues didn’t just disappear once the election was over. The winners are patting themselves on the back just a bit too enthusiastically; losers are back to slandering their opponents. The Amendment E crowd is still threatening lawsuits and calling their critics names. And don’t think the Leslie Unruh’s of the state are finished. They’ll be back, and I’m sure those wonderful morons in their rundown fetus trucks will at some point return to our fine state.
I think a little levity is due to reduce the tension a bit. With that in mind, instead of my usual (semi)-serious rant against whatever political or media whore is pissing me off this week, I’m going to babble on a bit about an issue that I must admit is rather minor. If anything, it’s just an annoyance that probably doesn’t bother anybody but me.
My complaint today is the increasing use of contemporary pop and rock music in television commercials. This is a topic that I’ve always had mixed feelings about. In some respects, I don’t have a problem when a product’s ads are accompanied by a catchy tune that makes me sit up and notice.
Yet at the same time I detest the ulterior motives that sometimes accompany such a move. This disgust dates back to the mid-80’s, shortly after ad agencies first realized that rock ‘n’ roll had become so engrossed in our entire culture (and not just the younger generation) that cars, beer, and toothpaste could be linked to wailing guitars and buttery beats.
It was a matter of time before the whores sold what little soul they had remaining in the interest of additional airtime. While most big-name stars said no to commercial licensing, Genesis and Eric Clapton saw nothing wrong with timing a television ad campaign with a single release. Never mind the fact that at the time one could not escape either of these acts, particularly Genesis and their awful lead singer Phil Collins. They didn’t need the additional airplays when their videos were already in heavy rotation on MTV.
In recent years, however, the majority of television ads have utilized relatively unknown indie acts. I wasn’t so troubled by this trend. Obviously, this is partly due to the fact that I enjoyed the majority of these tunes. But there was also the reality that with MTV no longer playing videos and the shrinking of commercial radio playlists, this was the only avenue for many struggling artists to get their music heard. Plus, the infusion of a bit of cash kept a lot of these acts out on the road. The money was peanuts compared to what major acts demanded, but was a jackpot for bands used to nabbing little more than beer and gas money in their low-budget national tours.
In recent months, however, so-called superstars are again being courted by the corporations. Around the time that the baseball playoffs began, a truck company began airing a commercial featuring a truly awful John Mellencamp tune. While Mellencamp has had a few listenable songs, “This Is Our Country” is everything that’s wrong with the man’s body of work. Mellencamp has always felt that he was a combination of Woody Guthrie, Bob Dylan, and Bruce Springsteen, and this horrid wannabe “This Land Is Your Land” is chock full of clich├ęs.
Ok, I realize most of you are saying, “what’s the big deal”? You’re right; I shouldn’t be so bothered. My problem isn’t so much the existence of this dreck, but the fact that for the past six weeks you cannot watch a sporting event without hearing this at least once during every commercial break. Quite often it would even be played twice. Since the auto company sponsoring the song was a main advertiser for Major League Baseball, we even had to endure a live performance before Game 1 of the World Series. John, please just go back to the state fair circuit.
This past weekend, the Mellencamp commercial was joined by another ad that I never need to hear again. Don’t get me wrong; Black Sabbath’s “Iron Man” is one of the greatest hard rock songs of all time, particularly the intro guitar riff utilized in this ad. But do I need to hear it over 15 times in a three-hour football game? Or God only knows how many times during a lazy afternoon and evening of sports? C’mon! I’d have a hard time even hearing a Replacements track that many times in one day.
When I’m elected dictator, one of my first moves (besides banning reality programs and entertainment news shows) will be to limit the number of airs for any commercial. We get it; X auto company has a new gigantic hemi-powered (whatever that is) four-wheel drive truck, and it’s powerful, edge-y, and can pick up chicks. I got that concept midway through the first quarter; by the beginning of the second half these companies were simply added to my ever-expanding boycott list. Congrats, Wal-Mart, you’ve got some new company!

Saturday, November 11, 2006

The Hudson Guide to Solo Paul Westerberg



Earlier this year, a reunion of the surviving members of the Replacements brought about plenty of media attention (including in these pages) to the legendary Minneapolis band. The reunion happened because lead singer Paul Westerberg was recording material for the Open Season soundtrack, and had brought in bassist Tommy Stinson to work on some material for that project. During these sessions, Rhino Records requested a couple of new tracks for a greatest hits compilation, and drummer Chris Mars was flown out for further recording (although he only contributed backing vocals).
With the release of the animated Open Season, two more collaborations with Stinson have been released (“Love You In the Fall” and “Right to Arm Bears”), along with five more new songs recorded in Minneapolis with the musicians who accompanied Westerberg on his 2004-2005 American tour (the vinyl version of the soundtrack includes two more new Westerberg tracks).
While many eyebrows were raised when it was first reported that grizzled veteran was working on an animated film, the results aren’t that much different than his last few projects. The soundtrack’s eight tunes (including a rehash of Eventually’s “Good Day”) are for the most part first-rate guitar-driven Paul Westerberg power-pop, chock full of his trademark plays on words. The titles may appear to appeal to the “tweener” set, but this is one soundtrack parents should enjoy at least as much as the children.
It’s about time that national attention finally comes to the man who has written the soundtrack for this writer. Although many people had written Westerberg off years ago after the lagging sales of his initial solo recordings, he’s one of the few artists who has actually improved with age. One friend even confided a few days ago, “I actually like his solo stuff more than the Replacements”. I wouldn’t go that far, but 2004’s Folker impacted my life just as much as Let It Be had twenty years earlier.

14 Songs (1993)

After a couple of pleasant tracks for Cameron Crowe’s Singles soundtrack, Westerberg finally got around to releasing his first solo album two years after the breakup of the Replacements. While certainly a pleasant album that contained some fine songs, 14 Songs is a tad too slick…definitely too slick for a radio environment currently in love with Seattle’s grunge scene.
Grade: B
Key Tracks: “Things”, “Knockin’ On Mine”.

Eventually (1996)

While punchier than its predecessor (thanks to producer Lou Giordano), Eventually again was an over-produced effort. Even worse, the material on the second half of the album ranks among the worst tunes he’s ever recorded. In retrospect, however, much of the first half of the album is better than remembered.
Grade: C+
Key Tracks: “These Are the Days”, “Love Untold”, “Good Day”.

Grandpaboy EP (1997)

Recording for the first time under the Grandpaboy moniker, this five-track EP was a back-to-basics recording that sounded like it was tossed off during a long weekend. “Lush and Green” is the token quiet track, while the other four tracks are all sort-of silly bursts of power pop fun.
Grade: B+
Key Tracks: “Psychopharmacology”, “Lush and Green”.

Suicaine Gratifaction (1999)

Easily the most underrated album of Westerberg’s career, and a victim of record company politics. Westerberg was signed to Capitol Records by label head Gary Gersh, a longtime Replacements fan whose main claim to fame was signing Nirvana to Geffen Records. Gersh promised Westerberg that he would have complete creative control, but by the time Westerberg turned in the tapes Gersh had been replaced.
The new regime didn’t share Gersh’s passion, and also didn’t like the lo-fi, mainly piano-based recordings Westerberg had produced in his home. Session musicians were called in to add overdubs, along with a couple of new tunes recorded.
Yet this album is a turning point in Westerberg’s career. Instead of attempting to recreate the glory days of the Replacements with hired hands and glossy production, Westerberg attempted new methods of writing and recording (which admittedly was not always successful). The basic tracks recorded in his basement set the stage for the next five years of his career.
Grade: A-
Key Tracks: “It’s a Wonderful Lie”, “Born For Me”, “Best Thing That Never Happened”.

Mono/Stereo (2002)

After virtually disappearing for three years (leading to rumors of depression and drug abuse), Westerberg shocked even his biggest fans with the release of this double-disc package on Vagrant Records.
Although packaged together, each album stands alone in concept and material. Mono (initially released separately two months earlier as a Grandpaboy release) is pure garage-band heaven mixed, as the title states, in mono. Stereo is acoustic-based, and, as you may guess, is a stereo recording. Westerberg also plays every instrument on both albums, although there are rumors that Stinson supplied some backup vocals.
Both albums are as good as anything he had previously recorded, although his drumming skills do leave a bit to be desired. Yet it’s not the technical prowess that matters on these albums; it’s the material, and the majority of the tunes are top-notch.
Grade: A+
Key Tracks: (From Mono) “Silent Film Star”, “2 Days ‘Til Tomorrow”, “Between Love and Like”. (From Stereo) “No Place For You”, “We May Be the One”, Let the Bad Times Roll”.

Dead Man Shake (As Grandpaboy)/Come Feel Me Tremble (2003)

While not packaged together, these two albums were released on the same day, ala Guns and Roses “Use Your Illusion” albums. For Dead Man Shake, Westerberg re-imagined his Grandpaboy character as a grizzled bluesman. While only a portion of the album is truly blues-based, there is a unity of sound on this 14-track collection of originals and covers of John Prine (“Souvenirs”), Hank Williams (“I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry”) and Anthony Newly (a drunken karaoke version of “What Kind of Fool Am I?”).
On the other hand, it could be argued that Come Feel Me Tremble is a tribute of sorts to the Stones. Many tracks, particularly on the first half of the album, are centered around riffs that sound as if they were stolen from the Keith Richards songbook. The album is also a soundtrack to the DVD of the same name, which not only included footage of the recording of many of these tracks but followed Westerberg around on his 2002 solo tour.
Grades: B (Dead Man Shake)/A- (Come Feel Me Tremble)
Key Tracks: (From Dead Man Shake) “MPLS”, “Vampires and Failures”. (From Come Feel Me Tremble) “Making Me Go”, “My Daydream”, “Crackle and Drag”.

Folker (2004)

Arguably the pinnacle of his solo career, Folker is a bit of a concept album detailing the trials and tribulations of an artist reluctantly entering middle age. Relationship issues, the imminent death of his father, and competition from younger, snottier songwriters are just a few of the topics that dominate this album.
Folker is also the rare album that stacks the strongest tracks towards the end of the disc, finally exploding with“Folk Star”, a blistering Faces-esque rocker that comments on the merits of songwriters such as Jeff Tweedy and Ryan Adams. Weseterberg once again operates as a one-man band, but unlike his earlier basement recordings the arrangements and production are more elaborate.
Grade: A+
Key Tracks: “My Dad”, “As Far As I Know”, “How Can You Like Him?”, “Folk Star”.

Besterberg (2005)

Rhino Records certainly had the fans in mind when they put together this compilation. Besides a track or two from each of his solo albums (except for Folker), almost half of this album compiles rare tunes from soundtracks, promos, and singles. There’s also three outtakes from Eventually that would have greatly improved the weakest album he’s ever released.
Grade: A-
Key Tracks: “Seein’ Her”, “Stain Yer Blood”, “C’mon C’mon C’mon”.


Friday, November 10, 2006

Rounds Confronted By Fetus Truck Morons

I never, ever thought I'd feel sorry for Mr. Rounds, but I was when I watched this video. Of course, it's his own fault for going to bed with this crowd.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Hudson's Post-Election Wrap-Up

Ever since I purchased my first Ipod almost two years ago, I’ve been outspoken in my beliefs that this little piece of equipment actually contained a mind of its own. Not only that, but it somehow is able to read the mind of it’s owner. You won’t believe how often the shuffle function always seems to pick the perfect song for any moment.
Yesterday was a perfect example. With my heroes Opie and Anthony on vacation, I had Ipod #2, aka Teagan, providing my entertainment as I was running work errands. As I was thinking about the votes I was planning to make in just a few hours, suddenly a song by Billy Bragg called “Ideology” began playing through Ginger the Jeep’s stereo system. Here’s the opening verses, which are sung to the tune of Dylan’s “Chimes of Freedom”:

“When one voice rules the nationJust because they're top of the pileDoesn't mean their vision is the clearestThe voices of the peopleAre falling on deaf earsOur politicians all become careeristsThey must declare their interestsBut not their company carsIs there more to a seat in parliamentThan sitting on your arseAnd the best of all this bad bunchIs shouting to be heardAbove the sound of ideologies clashingOutside the patient millionsWho put them into powerExpect a little more back for their taxesLike school books, beds in hospitalsAnd peace in our bloody timeAll they get is old men grinding axes”While certainly a British song, I think it captures the current mood of this country. A ton of incumbent candidates, mainly Republican but also Democrat, found themselves without a job by the end of the evening. Most people don’t know how rare that is, particularly during mid-term elections.
We’re not talking about minor politicians, either. George Allen, once considered a prime candidate for the White House in 2008, lost an extremely close race that will undoubtedly end up in the courts. Rick Santorum, another of the Republican stars, was trounced, as was the person most responsible for handing George Bush the Presidency in 2000, Katherine Harris. On the other side of the spectrum, a controversial ad campaign helped defeat much-lauded Democrat Harold Ford.
But it’s the local issues that mean the most to me, and hopefully the majority of the people reading this blog. I was frankly amazed by the results. The most conservative state in the country said “no” to banning abortions, and trounced the “Jail 4 Judges” bill. Medical marijuana was much closer than anybody who doesn’t smoke could possibly predict. And the so-called “straightest” state almost rejected the anti-gay marriage amendment.
While the smoke has not yet cleared as I sit here writing this wrap-up, I feel that it’s my duty as your “Get Out of Town” host to highlight some of the big losers of the day. By losers I’m not necessarily talking about candidates that ran and lost by wide margins. Many of them, particularly Jack Billion and Ron Volesky, knew weeks before that it was unlikely that they would overthrow a popular incumbent, and one must give them some accolades for throwing their names into the hat.
As you may expect, I’m talking about the boneheads who acted irresponsibly and/or arrogantly. It’s a list that could be extremely lengthy, but I’ll highlight just a few that deserve a few well-placed kicks to the head:
1. Leslee Unruh, Roger Hunt, and (probably) Steve Kirby. Arrogant bastards, these three. Despite the fact that we already had the toughest abortion laws in the country, this unholy trio felt they could become national stars with an abortion bill that left no room for extreme circumstances or traumatic experiences. The truth never mattered to these morons, and it’s a great day to see these clowns getting their asses handed to them like the Minnesota Vikings. Will our legislature have the balls to actually investigate the questionable contributions by (probably) Kirby funneled through Hunt’s fake corporation? I hope so.
2. The Amendment E crowd. Speaking of liars, these paranoid hypocrites would never debate the issue at hand. They method of politicking was to just attack their critics, which not surprisingly came from both sides of the political spectrum, and threaten lawsuits…which is just a little bit ironic coming from a group that doesn’t trust the court system.
3. Everybody involved in the Dan Sutton controversy. Despite the witch hunt, including a letter pressing Sutton to withdraw from the race just two weeks before the election, Sutton easily won another term in the legislature. I know I feel a little dirty after these Karl Rove-ish proceedings.
4. Bruce Whalen. While the majority of losers were gracious, Whalen decided to blame the media for his 30-some point loss. After months of (sort of) campaigning, and some mud-slinging that went beyond most people’s definition of good taste, all we knew of Whalen was that he was pro-family (uh, who isn’t?) and pro-life. His failure to get any other message out there wasn’t his fault, though. It was the so-called liberal media who failed him. As Borat would say, wha? Considering that the overwhelming majority of state political winners are Republican, it seems a bit strange to say that the media aren’t getting the Republican message to the voters.
5. Speaking of the so-called liberal media, the biggest loser has to be the Argus Leader. I had found it extremely strange that while the daily paper made endorsements of every ballot issue and race, they declined to do so for or against the abortion ban. Yet they had no problems running multiple pages of letters from seemingly every abortion ban supporter. Topping things off, subscribers found their election-day paper wrapped in a “Yes for 6” anti-abortion plastic bag. I had earlier brushed off accusations that editor Randall Beck was actually a hardcore evangelical, but that plastic bag has me pledging to never subscribe to that awful paper. There are plenty of other news outlets to keep me updated, and I can always find one lying around Black Sheep Coffee Shop if I need to look at those wonderful reader-provided photos of children and pets, or those 1,000 word soul-mate wedding stories. I won’t even go into that awful tabloid-sized Life section that’s obviously designed for soccer moms…and nobody else.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Who Is the $750,000 Man (Or Woman)?

As I made my rounds to a half-dozen or so bars last night, politics was obviously the topic of the evening. The question raised most often was the identity of the person who conspired with Roger Hunt to create a sham company to funnel money to Unruh's anti-abortion crusade.
The surprising choice of the night involved Mike Rounds or members of his family. I don't see this as the case. Rounds has shown himself to be reluctant participant in the abortion debate, and I think his family is too smart to get involved in anything this controversial in an election year. Of course, that didn't stop them from routing a bill through the legislature that allowed them to have a monopoly on brewing (is that the right term?) vodka.
Another name that frequently came up was Sioux Falls banker and philanthropist T. Denny Sanford. While he's certainly known to throw tens of millions around to various organizations, he tends to donate to organizations that will name buildings after him. Plus, a few hundred thousand bucks is chump change to him. If he was involved the numbers would be much higher. (Plus, does anybody really know which side of the abortion debate he sides with?)
The name that I gave the most creedence to, however, was Steve Kirby. This just seems like the kind of hair-brained scheme that he would enthusiastically endorse. He's also been linked to this issue.
Regardless of who is the mystery donor, this is a very sad commentary on South Dakota politics. Some of the same people who complain about "activist judges" releasing "criminals" due to procedural technicalities are attempting to pull off this scam by using what they see as technicalities in our state's campaign financing laws.
What angers me the most, however, is Roger Hunt's comments that the donor wishes to be annonymous to protect his family from violence. Excuse me? Which side of this debate has leaders that promote the bombing of clinics and/or the murder of doctors? Which side takes down license plate numbers and harasses people who visit Planned Parenthood? Which side condemns anybody who doesn't follow their beliefs? It's not the pro-choice crowd.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Be the First to Receive Referred Law #6 Results!

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