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This site is dedicated to the previously-voiceless Knoxville voter. It is committed to the repair of the Knoxville political scene, utilizing any resources legally available to that voter. The basic objective is the return to earlier days, pre-Knox County Charter, when it was safe to walk the streets of dear ol' KTown. We are focusing on replacement o mayor, who we believe is at the core of our problems. We are making some progress.
Our case was first taken to the Knox County Commission on May 27, to a mostly-yawning reception. The Commission basically said they had no power to displace Mayor Ragsdale. We took our case forward by one more step on Tuesday, June 10 and mebbe found some power. We presented a petition to Mr. John Gill in the District Attorney's office.e was professional and courteous, and agreed to look into the matter. I believe the Office will investigate the matter properly, and will prosecute if warranted. You can hear an audio of the May 27 Commission presentation at this link, graciously provided by our friend Brian Paone (of Recall Amendment fame). You can see a copy of the petition presented to Mr. Gill by clicking HERE
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The situation is beyond tweaking; major surgery is required. With various interpretations applied to the Charter, compounded by personal-agenda-bearing officials, the system cannot be fixed by removing obviously-rotten apples. It basically requires unscrewing the radiator cap and replacing the car.
The situation reminds the Webmaster of an old joke, popular during his childhood: It seems that the baseball team was having a bad-hair day. Trailing 15-0 in the seventh inning, the manager decided to take drastic steps. He reasoned that the primary blame lay with the third-baseman, who, although supremely self-confident, had committed countless errors, and had exhibited just plain ineptitude, during the game. The manager walked over to third, glove in hand, and told the hapless bagger that he was relieved. Manager would play third base himself! The next pitch resulted in a slow popup toward third. Catching it would retire both the side and some modicum of dignity. The ball lazily curled upward, then downward toward the waiting manager's glove. Manager was ready; he trotted up to the predicted landing spot, eyed the incoming ball, and.....stumbled over his own shoelaces, and fell on his nose! Getting up in disgust, he threw his glove toward the dugout where the dishonored third-baseman now sat. "Blast it, Joe! You'e got this position so fouled up that NOBODY can play it!!" NOBODY on the County Government Team can play the game now!! WE NEED A NEW PITCHER AND A WHOLE NEW TEAM!
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