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Nankipooh, Georgia

Editor in Chief: Colonel Bascomb Biggers

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DATELINE November 11, 2013:

After listenin to all the lies told up in DC the last few months, I decided it would be a good time to re-run an article from awhile back, about politicians promisin things that they can't deliver on. - Bascomb

RE: "The County Commissioner"

by Bascomb Biggers 

 

I been thinkin a lot about all the political shenanigans we been watchin lately, and it reminded me of old Dub Johnston when he ran for County Commissioner down here in Nankipooh.  Now Dub had moved into Nankipooh about fifteen years before, when he bought old man Robertson's Feed and Grain.  Dub was a likable man mainly cause he was the one always buyin the drinks, or pickin up the tab down at the cafe.  In fact his favorite sayin was "I got money I ain't even spent yet".

 

Well a few years ago Dub decided that he was gonna run for County Commissioner, and he commenced a campaign like we ain't never seen in these parts before.  He was givin speeches where ever there was more than three people, and sponsorin things like pie eatin contests to drum up a crowd.  He was also makin promises to give folks things from the county for free, like gradin their driveway, or promisin a county job like deputy sheriff.  He even offered one old boy the county dog catcher job.  It got to the point that he would offer up most anything to get your vote.

 

Well not too long after Dub won the election people started wantin to collect on those campaign promises, and that's when things got a little ticklish.  You see the county only had one deputy sheriff and Dub had promised the job to more than a dozen.  It turns out that there was no county dog catcher, nor the money to pay one either.  It also seems that about fifty people expected to get their driveways graded, but the county could only do about five or six a year.  This, of course stirred up a lot of anger, and before you could say scat, the voters had voted for a recall of old Dub, and would not even shop at his Feed and Grain any more, and Dub ended up havin to leave the county.

 

Well I learned a big lesson here, and that was that if you promise folks something, you better be able to give something to at least some of them, or you might have to move out of the county.  So, old Bascomb has decided not to promise anything to anybody, and that way nobody is mad at you, and you can stay put where you want to.  So you just listen to what those Skunks and Polecats from up in DC are promising and figure for yourself whether they can pay off or not.

 

 

 

 

"Now that's the way I see it and you can tell'em I said so."

 

Bascomb Biggers

 

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