We’ve covered a bunch of bizarre local political stories over the past four years. Perhaps none of them have been as strange, scary and unintentionally funny as the campaign comic book released by Brent Rinehart. The corrupt politician released the graphic novel during a failed 2008 reelection bid for County Commissioner. After he was rejected by voters, he kind of disappeared from sight and seemingly left politics. Well, he’s back!
From the Iron Mike McCarville Report:
Last week, Rolling Stone released on its website an epic 6,200-word article about Aubrey McClendon, Chesapeake Energy and fracking. The story, which was written by the lefty environmental journalist Jeff Goodell, will appear in the March 15th issue of the magazine.
If the headline (The Big Fracking Bubble: The Scam Behind the Gas Boom) and sub-head (It’s not only toxic – it’s driven by a right-wing billionaire who profits more from flipping land than drilling for gas.) doesn’t give it away, the article is not exactly pro-Chesapeake. It makes the Forbes bankruptcy story from a few weeks ago look like strawberry cheesecake, angel wings and robin eggs.
Just check out the first and last paragraph of the story:
Welcome back to Monday Morning Tweets! It’s our weekly roundup of selected tweets from Oklahoma celebrities. Last week, I suggested that someone should start an Al Eschbach parody account. And someone actually did it! Since that was so successful, we’re going to try another request: this week I would like someone to give me six and a half million dollars. I would also like BJ Wexler’s popcorn machine to get it’s own twitter account. I don’t think either of those things are too much to ask.
After the jump, we get to this week’s tweets.
As I mentioned yesterday, I took a one-night trip to Dallas on Wednesday to see some family, catch a Stars game and smuggle in some six-point Bud Light. Thursday was supposed to be a mini day off, but when I woke up to see that Clark Mathews’ published an OSU basketball post about a period of time known as the “Clark Matthews’ Era,” I quickly wrote something about the Devon tower.
After I hit the publish button I packed up my laptop, drank a glass of orange juice, grabbed my duffel bag and walked out the door. I then hopped in my car and took to the road. I’m kind of Constanza’ish when it comes to highway driving, so I get a rush when I drive through Texas. The people there don’t understand the “slower vehicles keep right” concept, so it’s fun to veer in and out of traffic passing the methhead cowboys and there Datsun pick-ups.
Once I crossed the Red River everything was smooth sailing. There was no traffic, so I was able to set the cruise on 81 and rarely had to slow down to wait for the slow semi to pass the really slow RV. Once I got through the Arbuckle’s I was thinking about what I need to do when I got home. Then it hit me in the same way it hit Kevin’s mom in Home Alone.
I quickly pulled over into a rest area. I looked in my backseat. There was a duffel bag but no computer. I then popped my trunk. Boxes filled with trivia answer sheets. I then called me aunt, asked her to text me her garage code, and took two-hour drive back to North Ft. Worth to pick up my stupid laptop. That’s how I spent my “day off.”
Anyway, here’s this week’s mailbag. Last week’s winning email was sent to us by Nathan. He’s won a $25 gift certificate to Kaiser’s Bistro. Congrats, Nathan.
Any advice for the many who have been blocked by the Real Jim Traber in twitter? Is my life over now?
What’s up, readers? It’s that time again when we talk about Friday and what a night it is in the big town. If you’re like me, you’ve paid bills and rent and now you know that your next two weekends will be spent at home watching NetFlix due to your lack of cash flow. But that’s cool. I have degrees in creative writing. I’m never gonna be rich enough to go to Bricktown every weekend. Though, I will probably never want to go to Bricktown every weekend.
Anyway, here’s your Friday Night in the Big Town.
I like cars as much as the next guy. In fact, I drive one roughly 60 miles each day, round trip, to go to work. I’ve often fantasized about using my car as a weapon. During the last 10 minutes of my commute, I usually don’t care if I go to jail for vehicular homicide because if you merge at the last second in the construction zone that has been there for over a year, YOU DESERVE TO DIE! So I’m going to the car show to find a car that kills people better.
But apparently, this car show isn’t just about cars. You can meet the dude from Hillybilly Handfishin’, Skipper Bivins, or Ryan Broyles, both men known for their innovations in the automotive industry. The Avengers will be there with their shield car, SpongeBob and Patrick Star (no relation to OKC Patrick) will be there, as well as a whole mess of Power Wheels cars. Hey Mom—remember when you wouldn’t let me have a Power Wheels car but the kid across the street got a Batmobile and a Barbie Jeep? I still haven’t forgiven you.
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