Follow the money? (Updated)

tweetUpdate: FEC Seeks Answers From Pro-Cochran Super PAC

Update:  Charles Johnson is now reporting that if a special election is called, Cochran will resign

Update:  Team McDaniel says they have found 3,300+ Ineligible Votes

UpdateTrue the Vote sues MS Sec of State over alleged voter fraud

UpdateMcDaniel reveals strategy to force another runoff election

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Thad Cochran’s campaign has strongly denied any involvement in the vote-buying scheme alleged yesterday in an article by blogger Charles Johnson.  I was chatting with some friends earlier about this subject, and advised them to take the 48-hour rule on this story, as the blogger in question has a pattern of making claims in an article, only to have to walk them back later.  I suspect there will be some more walking back on this article as well.

Mr. Johnson’s reporting has had an effect.  Perhaps that is the point.    A lot of things can and will happen before November.  Something that I find very interesting has been confirmed by  a recent Chism Poll.   There are a great deal of hard feelings among McDaniel supporters:

“When we asked McDaniel supporters which candidate they would support in the general election, 21% said they would vote for Democrat Travis Childers and another 16% said they would probably not vote at all.

Only 22% of McDaniel’s supporters were committed to vote for Cochran in November.”  (emphasis mine)

The pollster, Brad Chism is a supporter of Democrat Travis Childers.

According to Y’all Politics, Chism is hosting a fundraiserr for Childers in Jackson tonight.

In a poll released last Friday by Rasmussen, Cochran is up 42-34.

Chism Poll

Rasmussen Poll

We’ve No Less Days

I picked up the copy of the Sunday bulletin for the 60th anniversary service of the Alta Woods UMC.   On the front page was the customary wide-angle photo of the church sanctuary.  In the lower left of the photo was another steeple, that of the Alta Woods Baptist Church.  If the photo could pan a hundred yards or so to the right, you would see the Alta Woods Presbyterian Church, and a few hundred yards to the right of that was the Carmelite Monastery.

 
I would see a group of the Carmelite Nuns each Saturday morning at the A&P as they did their grocery shopping.  I didn’t really know how to address them, “Miz” just didn’t seem right, so I just called them “Sister”, even though I wasn’t a Catholic.  It didn’t seem to bother them, though.  And between school, the A&P, and sleep, the true passion of my week was the time that I was able to spend with the youth of Alta Woods United Methodist Church.  Because for me, there was only one “Alta Woods.”  And coming back to celebrate this occasion was something  wonderful.  So full of tenderness and love, that I believe  that the celebration, not just the date on the calendar, is the real gift  to share and remember.

Forty years ago, the youth group was huge.  I don’t remember exact numbers, but I think maybe 100 or so high-school aged folks would get together each Sunday afternoon for choir and Sunday evening for MYF, and on Wednesday evenings for Bible Study.  Some of the parents in the adult Sunday School classes could probably give a better estimate, as they volunteered to feed this ravenous bunch of teenagers every Sunday afternoon.
Late night Kung Fu episodes at Sue Mac’s, choir tours, and lot of other activites contributed to what Travis Tichenor described to me this morning as  “a magical time that we were all fortunate to be a part of.”  I’ll always be grateful to Travis for inviting me to come to the youth choir that Sunday that my family visited Alta Woods for the first time.  I got that chance today, to thank him.  That was cool.   I suppose I should have also thanked him for prompting Sam Morris to let me sing the solo part of “I Believe in You.”   I was the new guy, and way to diffident to ask for myself.  David White told me today that he thinks of that song every time he thinks of me.

I didn’t get much time to talk with Murray  Nichols.  I hate that.  I spent many hours with ol’ Murray in his red VW.  Murray made me an 8-track copy of the first Dan Fogelberg concert that was broadcast on WZZQ.  I played that tape until it was unplayable.   I think I learned all the guitar and vocal parts to every song on that tape.  Thanks Murray.  I miss you, Bud.

I wish I could have gotten to everyone that I wanted to visit with.  And for those that couldn’t come, I missed them too.  The memories were as sweet as the pecan pie at the covered dish lunch.  It was delicious, by the way, and my wife didn’t believe me when I told her later, that I didn’t go back for seconds.  But I couldn’t have seconds and see the people that I wanted to see.  These are the people who shared their love for God with me, who loved me and welcomed me to their lives, and to this day, even though I rarely see them, are some of my best friends that I have, or will ever have.   And, even though it hadn’t occurred to me until just now, I spent only two years in this nurturing cocoon.  In my typical Baby-Boomer fashion, I find myself surprised to realize that the entire history of this congregation didn’t revolve around those two years.  So many other souls have been a part of the Alta Woods family, so many I’ve never known, but on this day, we were one in the Spirit, breaking bread together.

And now I am reflecting on memories of years gone by, of places and people dear to me.  Family, friends, fellowship, tender love:  it really doesn’t get any better than this in this lifetime.   And that, my friends, makes the next one even more amazing to contemplate.

#OWS: Jackson, MS

The Occupation Crowd made it to Smith Park in Jackson, yesterday. Nuke’s contributor, Jseedubya was there to provide us with some idea of what happened.

I went to the Occupy Jackson Rally this morning. I wanted to see for myself what this “movement” was all about. I understand the basis of their complaints, corporate greed, and the fact that politicians favor Wall Street over Main Street. In fact, I can relate to their anger as I too am having a tough time in this degraded economy. I agree that there needs to be some significant changes to the status quo, and I was curious to hear their ideas, if any, that the 99 percenters were promoting.

Some of what I saw was just plain bizarre. They claim to have no “leader”, but one fellow wearing a “wifebeater” t-shirt, and oversize belt buckle with a pot leaf emblem on it, did seem to be the head honcho. He would make a statement, and the crowd would repeat his words, almost like the were chanting. Then they would throw their hands up in the air like an old-time tent revival, and wiggle their fingers in agreement with the chanting.

There were signs in the park that said “Park Closes at 7:00 PM.” I didn’t stick around to see if the hippies would test the patience of the Police or not. JPD is not known for suffering fools gladly.

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Mississippi Tea Party highlights

9-12-09 (Nuke’s News)

From the Mississippi State Capitol,  Seedubya reports a turnout of  “several hundred” Mississippians on an overcast and occasionally rainy Saturday in Jackson.

Seedubya says he was somewhat “underwhelmed”  by the speakers, which included a couple of politicians trying to take advantage of the general undercurrent of discontent, and a few preachers who were beating the drum for the social causes – always a popular issue in my home state.

But the day’s highlights were provided by a series of skits presented by a group of high school students from Tupelo.   The skits all had a patriotic, “God and Country” theme, and were well-received by the crowd.

Frankly, I’m not surprised by that – the kids being from Tupelo, I mean.  Tupelo’s schools could serve as an example for school districts across the state.  Community support, parental involvement, and high expectations are the hallmarks of this fine school system.

But I digress.

Here are a few of the early photos from the Tea Party.  Seedubya says, “more to come.”

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update:
Great signage at other blogs covering the DC March. I love this one…. “Im not with the party of No. I’m with the party of Hell No!”

Flags of Our Fathers – Montford Point Marines

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I want to thank reaganite for posting this entry at GCP. Great article, great website, and great deeds from the “greatest generation.” Semper Fi, gentlemen.

Back home in Jackson, where I was the first Negro Marine admitted to the Corps from Mississippi, I had to wait out the period until a sufficient amount of the camp had been completed. There was one special requirement the Marine Generals insisted on. “If we must admit them, and train them, we reserve the right to demand that every Negro who wants to become a Marine, must have an education either in college, or must have completed his high school courses.” It was the one regulation we later came to love, because intellectually, we were smarter than 80 percent of the white Marines. We had college graduates … college Professors, college teachers … high school graduates … and in the end, the highest number of Marines (20) to be sent to Montfort Point, in a group, were from Jackson, Mississippi.

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