Woohoo!! It's the weekend!!! And I have more work to do over the weekend than I had to do all of yesterday!
I'm happy and a little nervous. I am happy because I scored a MAJOR coup at work, in terms of getting a story. I'm the only one who's giving serious coverage to this and it's a kick-ass story. But I'm also into the level of politics that got Don Bolles blown to kingdom come back when I was in high school.
Arizona politics are a horse of a different color. We elected a used car salesman to be governor, then people grew outraged when he managed to offend absolutely every sex, color, and creed in record time. (Hell-LO? Do you know any car dealers who represent the epitome of grace and judgment?) We had another who was a property developer who spent a significant part of his second term(!) fighting criminal charges for his business deals.
If that's the quality of our governors, I leave it to you to figure out the condition of our lower government officials. It can get pret-ty interesting on occasion.
We've had a local police chief who drove his jeep into someone's house while driving drunk. We had a magistrate removed for sending handcuff keys and marijuana to an inmate in a Colorado prison. We had a sheriff sued for sexual harassment (the woman won a substantial amount of money). We had another police chief who resigned, whining that he was being railroaded because he had a second sexual harassment case filed against him in the space of months.
I am news director of a tiny radio station in nowhere, AZ, and dealing with a case that I'm getting ready to take statewide, if not nationwide. The typical political story of greed and good-old-boy that crossed the line. I just hope that it doesn't go nationwide for the same reason as the Don Bolles investigation. I'd rather be the reporter who takes it national instead of the one about whom it goes national.
I only wish I were kidding about that part.
Back to the coup. I've been back in this town for not quite two years, after a seven year absence. My boss is known for his uncanny ability to piss off more people in less time than any other soul on earth. I've had to work my ass off to get people to trust me, and made headway with all but one key person.
Until today, that is. I got a phone call this morning just a few minutes after I got to work, this man asked if I could come to his office and talk to him - right then. Given that I normally have to jump through hoops just to get a returned phone call I was there in five minutes flat.
And he hit me with a blizzard of documentation, including the proverbial smoking gun I'd been tracking for months. So I'm gonna be working all weekend on the story and into next week at least.
This is the kind of story every reporter wants in the worst way - and the most dangerous stuff around. I'm checking under my car for bombs for the next year or so. And if I don't enter anything here for a while, watch the news for an Arizona radio reporter and a resurgence of Mafia-style executions.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )