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Editorials

  • Tax charts interesting, sad look at Anderson County

    Column as I see ’em …

    The old adage that figures lie and liars figure is usually true, but the two lists I’ve included here certainly don’t.

    They do, however, require a bit of explanation for those just joining us in following who is taxing us locally and who is paying the most.

    The Top 10 list is equal parts intriguing and sad, frankly, and hasn’t changed in any measurable way since the last time I printed it a couple of years ago.

  • Bias in this paper?

    By Ben Carlson

    Column as I see ’em …

    If the article I wrote on the front page about school lunches made you grit your teeth, get a load of what I didn’t include in that piece.

    While interviewing Superintendent Sheila Mitchell and Ronnie Fields, who doubles as the district’s food service director, we discussed the school lunch prices and what they said is a telling example of a federal government that is out of its ever-loving mind.

  • Brough a good hire for tourism, but …

    By Ben Carlson

    Publisher

    Column as I see ’em …

    It’s encouraging to see the tourism commission actually making some headway by hiring a paid executive director who will, ostensibly, make sure tourism is paid something aside from lip service.

    Pam Brough was hired for that job, which is similar to the one she already has as president of the chamber of commerce. She is obviously a solid choice for the position, but her selection does give one reason to pause.

  • Cartoon: Michelle for Senate
  • Election night shatters pomposity, Democrats

    Column as I see ’em …

    By Ben Carlson

    Publisher

    It’s fairly rare that I’m at a loss for words.

    Driving home Tuesday night after watching the local Democrat party suffer what has to be the worst defeat in its history (I’d soon learn that the rest of America’s Democrats did roughly the same), I can’t say I was shocked over who won here, but the margins were stunning.

  • The Lawrenceburg man who nearly became president

    James Beauchamp “Champ” Clark was born near Lawrenceburg on March 7, 1850. As a boy he worked on farms in Anderson County. By the time he was 62 years old he had become the speaker of the U.S. House of Representatives, was the ranking Democrat official in the nation, and the leading Democratic candidate for president going into the 1912 Democrat nominating convention.

  • A deal almost too good to be true

    By Ben Carlson

    Publisher

    Column as I see ’em …

    I can’t help but marvel at the unbelievably good deal the group that sold the industrial park property to the EDA received — a deal that is certain to get even sweeter over time.

    I have all the documents on how the deal went down and even I can barely believe it!

  • When misinformation leads to mistrust

    As Americans, we often rely on the expertise of others to make an informed decision. If you have cancer, you visit an oncologist to give you variety of options on how to treat the disease. If you car isn’t running properly, you take it to a mechanic. If you have chronic soreness and stiffness, people often visit a chiropractor. With the same logic, we trust the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention to be experts in the spread of contagions and limiting the spread of contagious diseases such as Ebola.

  • Nightmare brewing for local Democrats?

    By Ben Carlson

    Publisher

    Column as I see ’em …

    If the interviews I’ve conducted over the past couple of weeks are any indication, Thursday’s candidate forum at the middle school has the potential to be informative and entertaining.

  • Get ‘blanking’ signs off intersections

    Column as I see ’em …

    I ranted a bit last week about the non-existent enforcement of the new city/county sign ordinance and should have mentioned the following: those campaign signs candidates and their supporters are putting up all over the county aren’t supposed to be traffic hazards, are they? Several in particular are getting way under my skin, not because of who they represent but because they block the view of an already sketchy intersection.