It was an adventure in Twitter this week, as your faithful (and hopefully beloved) Bloodhound was forced to defend Thursday’s poll, commissioned by Francis Marin University and SCNow.com, of the 7th Congressional District primary races against the most difficult of advisories: a bald man and a dude with a bow tie.
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The state of the Timmonsville has ventured beyond the realm of sad, past the lands of pity and despair and is now standing on the banks of the River Styx, waiting for Charon to ferry it and all its inhabitants to Hades.
My first cognizant political memory came in the eighth grade. It was the year 2000 and I was selected to play Ralph Nader in a school assembly focusing on the upcoming presidential election.
While I enjoy events like the one at the Center Theatre in Hartsville last week, pitting some of the 7th Congressional Candidates against one another, these things aren’t real debates.
Dean Fowler Jr., did not have a good week last week. In fact, part of it just got weird between him and Florence County Councilman James T. Schofield.
When George Stephanopoulos asked Mitt Romney whether states had the right to ban contraception on Jan. 7 during a GOP presidential debate in New Hampshire, you would have been hard pressed to predict the larger “War on Women” debate that would follow.
Could it be that 20 year old Austin Smith has actually got members of the Florence County GOP scared he’ll give Crawford a run for his money this fall?
It is not unheard of for politicians to have a back-up plan come election time. Often you’ll see candidates in one seat seek higher office, but file for their incumbent position as a sort of “fall back” if they don’t get the “promotion” they are looking for.
The season for block parties is quickly approaching. The days are getting longer, spring will turn to summer and people will be dying for an excuse to take their potato salads, diabetes-inducing sweet teas and artery-clogging BBQ to the streets.
Recently I wrapped up gathering information on the salaries of municipal employees around the Pee Dee. In addition to figures of dollars and cents, I got some great side stories. Here are the best:
What do the Wukela brothers, homeless people and ghosts have in common? Read the damn column and find out!
I glared across the cubical at my colleague, my jaw clenched and eyes narrowed as he launched another volley of accusations my way.
The sight of elected officials speaking on television, ranting at public meetings, or aimlessly roaming the streets handing out campaign buttons is a comforting sight. It’s when they are behind closed doors that you should be nervous.
One of my favorite “soap-box” topics is advocating public involvement in local government . W hile I always promise that town or city councils can be just as, if not more, entertaining as the national political scene, here’s some proof.
The past week has been a whirlwind across the Pee Dee and the Grand Strand as far as politics are concerned.
Following the presidential primary for the past year has been like climbing the hill of a very tall roller coaster. The anticipation keeps building and building and when you finally reach the top of the hill everyone screams, “This is it!” And we all brace for the thrilling free fall of that first hill.
The best thing about the end of the year has to be the lists. From “best and worst of” to “top news makers” to “top sports plays” and more, you can’t beat a good list. As we bid adieu to 2011 and welcome in 2012, here’s another: my “Top Five Political Storylines” to pay attention to over the next 12 months.
With politics today falling deeper in the abyss of partisan rhetoric, Florence Mayor Stephen J. Wukela and state Sen. Hugh Leatherman are a beam of light in a very dark place.
What’s gotten into Florence City Councilwoman Teresa Myers Ervin?
When you think about it, you can tell a lot about a person by his or her choice of shoe. A lawyer is likely to have shiny wingtips, and a beach bum will probably rock the flip-flops.
Can the town of Timmonsville have a meeting that doesn’t end with someone filing a police report?
When Gov. Nikki Haley visited Florence on Tuesday, she began her town hall meeting the same way she probably started the other six meetings across the state: “It’s a great day in South Carolina.”
Given David Williams’ long run as city administrator maybe he would be interested in stepping off at the floor marked “elected official.”
The subject of bath salts has been covered ad nauseam in recent weeks and having another columnist weigh in seems hardly necessary.
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