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Doug Clark: What does it take to can a cop?

I’m hotter than a car hood baking under a July sun over the rehiring of Travis Smith, that disgrace of a deputy who was rightly canned last year by Spokane County Sheriff Ozzie Knezovich. Smith racked up three internal investigations in one year, which could be some sort of record.
Opinion >  Column

Doug Clark: Let the Budnick Awards begin

Please turn your heads and cough as we present the 24th running of the Budnick Awards. This is a much-anticipated event here at the old newspaper. It is the day we ring in the new year by revisiting the odd, the weird and the dubious news items from the past 12 months.
News >  Spokane

Clark: Judge gets final word on twisted ‘creativity’

So Kevin W. Harpham makes a remote controlled bomb, lacing the heavy internal projectiles with rat poison. Then he puts the thing in a backpack, which he deposits on a bench along the Unity March route last Martin Luther King Jr. Day in downtown Spokane.
News >  Spokane

Clark: Council’s last gasp evokes past pungent pranks

I’d like to extend rare Clark kudos to lame-duck Spokane City Council members for adhering to that tried-and-true American tradition of screwing over the incoming political opponents. This sort of sour-grapesmanship dates back to our Founding Fathers, when President John Adams left the presidential bed short-sheeted for Thomas Jefferson.
News >  Spokane

Voters just aren’t Tuckered out yet

Far be it from me to ever stand in the way of Steve Tucker’s political demise. As I’ve been harping for years, Spokane County’s prosecuting attorney is a punch line, not a prosecutor.
Opinion >  Column

Doug Clark: Business association guys lesser in name only

Adhering to the Code of the Independent Columnist means I never join any organization, be it civic, social, political, fraternal or made up of shabby occupiers loitering on a downtown traffic island. That said, I made an exception the other day by accepting an honorary membership into the LHBA.