Posts tagged: SR column roundup
As you may know, seven of seven candidates endorsed by Kootenai County Reagan Republicans in four towns in Kootenai County won last Tuesday, including two of two in Coeur d’Alene. Reagan Republican-endorsed Dan Gookin told Huckleberries that Coeur d’Alene residents were interested in chiefly three things: Where do you stand on a public vote on McEuen Field changes? Are you an incumbent? Are you a Republican? You had to score three-for-three to get the surly “throw-the-bums-out” vote – yes on a public vote on McEuen Field, no on incumbency, and yes on Republican pedigree in nonpartisan City Council race. All other issues were window dressing. Yet progressive Mayor Sandi Bloem and three council members who face re-election in 2013 are moving ahead with the McEuen Field changes sans public advisory vote. In 2013, Bloem & Co. may learn how the British cavalry felt in Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s poem, “Charge of the Light Brigade”/DFO, SR Huckleberries. More here.
SR weekend columns:
If you look from the sky, as Google Earth does, at Jerry Jaeger’s 10,000-square-foot mansion, you might think it’s shaped like a gray handgun. The house belonging to Duane Hagadone’s partner in hospitality is near the Jewett House on Sanders Beach. Asks the Berry Picker who provided the Google Earth photo: “How is it that Jerry Jaeger flies so effectively under the radar while his partner doesn’t? I bet most people in the area couldn’t even tell you who Jerry is. I suppose the lack of a 180-foot-long yacht might have something to do with it.” Jaeger’s father, of course, provided the “J” to Bob Templin’s “T” in the old TJ’s Pantry in Post Falls. Younger Jaeger became Templin’s partner when his father was killed in a plane crash and later sided with Hagadone in the hostile 1983 takeover of Templin’s Western Frontier hospitality company/DFO, Huckleberries, SR. More here.
Other SR columns:
As a reporter assigned to cover the human-rights movement in Kootenai County back in the day, I dealt with racists, too. One gave me a swastika tiepin. Another crashed his junker into my parked car in the S-R Coeur d’Alene office lot. An erstwhile Aryan Nations security chief claimed I had incited a lethal attack against a German shepherd belonging to the late racist leader Richard Butler. Vincent Bertollini emailed. So did Edgar Steele, the ex-Aryan Nations lawyer convicted Thursday of trying to hire hits on his wife and mother-in-law. I dusted off a gem that Steele sent April 1, 1999. Addressed to “Oliveria-rhymes-with- diarrhea,” it reads in part: “You have done your best, bully that you are, to shut me up and silence others that feel as I do. You, of course, have a forum that we are denied. Don’t you ever wonder how you might do in a fair fight?”/DFO, Huckleberries. More here.
There’s not much room for irony in wrestling – just you and the other guy, a mat, 7 minutes, will and fatigue. OK, not always 7 minutes. Sometimes 7 seconds. That’s all the time that elapsed from the moment Walker Clarke dared initiate the move he had to think might jump-start him toward a second national championship until he found himself on his back, immobilized, marooned without rescue, saddled with one of those oh-dammit flashbacks that may take a while to lose. It’s all the time Jamelle Jones required to turn a rather humdrum final round of the National Junior College Athletic Association wrestling championships into something electric, and borderline breathtaking/John Blanchette, SR. More here. (SR photo/Jesse Tinsley: Jamelle Jones of NIC wins national wrestling championship.)
Question: Which sports moment this winter has thrilled you most?