The picture above is of Jack Conway, my friend and Kentucky's attorney general. It was taken with the Columbia University College Democrats in New York City. In the picture he seems like a normal-enough guy. I've hesitated to join in the chorus of people who've questioned Jack's self-identifying language at last week's Fancy Farm Picnic in Graves County. I've known Jack since we were introduced by Denis Fleming one morning at Lynn's Paradise Cafe on Barret Avenue back in 1996. I've always supported Jack in his campaigns and this year is no different. And over the years, I've called him a few names here and there but I've never called him a tough son-of-a-bitch. That's just never been my interpretation of Jack Conway. So I was going to say something.
Then, yesterday, I saw former Alaska Governor Sarah Palin on the TV set talking about President Obama having "death panels" to deal with healthcare and I realized that it must be ok for Jack to call himself a tough son-of-a-bitch, even if most of us have never thought of him that way. At least he isn't plain fucking nuts like Governor Palin.
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