David Swinford makes it official on Tuesday. He won’t seek re-election to the Texas House of Representatives. It marks the end of quite an era in Panhandle politics.
I’ve called our Panhandle legislative delegation The Three Amigos for some time now. Swinford, along with fellow Republicans John Smithee and Warren Chisum comprised quite a troika for the Panhandle in the House. During the 2007 session, all three filled key committee chairmanships, courtesy of the generosity of the Man of the House, then-Speaker Tom Craddick of Midland, who took good care of his three on the High Plains. Craddick was replaced in the 2009 session by San Antonio Rep. Joe Straus, who removed Chisum and Swinford from the Appropriations and State Affairs committee chairs, respectively. Smithee kept his Insurance panel chairmanship.
Prior to Craddick’s tenure as speaker, the three of them buddied up to Pete Laney of Hale Center, Craddick’s predecessor in the speaker’s office. Even though Laney was a Democrat, he took care of his Republican pals, believing that the Panhandle deserved to have a seat at the grownups’ table. He, too, worked with them on key legislation.
The Three Amigos almost always announced their re-election campaigns together. They virtually campaigned together and, for the most part, managed to scare off credible challengers.
Swinford now plans to spend more time with his children, grandchildren and his wife, Joyce. Good for him. He’s earned a break from the legislative donnybrooks. He plans to remain in office until the end of his term, at the end of 2010.
I knew Swinford only by reputation prior to 1995. I have gotten to know him pretty well since my arrival in the Panhandle in January of that year. It’s just going to seem strange to witness a legislative session without The Three Amigos locking arms and standing up for the Panhandle.
No doubt about it. An era is coming to an end.
Republicans have been adamant: Democrats’ plans for reform of health care are doomed to fail. They insist they are right and that Democrats are wrong.
I’ve lost count of the statements that have come from Clarendon U.S. Rep. Mac Thornberry and U.S. Sens. John Cornyn and Kay Bailey Hutchison pillorying their “friends on the other side of the aisle” for shoving this health care reform idea down everyone’s throat.
But I have this question: What might they say if the program actually works? I’m not predicting it will. I don’t know enough about the particulars to be able to predict the outcome of this titanic battle and the legislation that appears headed for law in early 2010. And I surely share their concerns about the cost of this bill, even though its supporters insist it will reduce the national deficit over time.
But again, what if it works?
Given the intense antipathy that Republicans harbor toward Democrats in Congress — and surely the one in the White House — I’m having a hard time believing that they’ll find anything good to say about health care reform, even if it delivers on the immense promises that Democrats have attached to it.
Who knows? We just might have to find a new definition for “sour grapes.”
There’s a lot of things I don’t understand, but that long list just added one more item.
A report in the paper today said that Amarillo lawyer David Duncan, who’s in a heap of trouble with the law, is facing a charge of assault with a deadly weapon. He allegedly used the “weapon” during an altercation in August 2008 at PetSmart, on Soncy Road in west Amarillo.
And just what is the “deadly weapon” he employed? The concrete floor at the store, according to Randall County prosecutors. Huh? What the … ?
Randall County DA James Farren wants to revoke Duncan’s probation — Duncan already has pleaded guilty to injuring a man in a fight at the store — alleging that he violated the terms of his sentence. So, he’s in effect facing the same charge all over again if the court revokes the probated sentence.
I won’t debate the merits of the revocation request. But I’m having trouble grasping the notion that a floor is a “deadly weapon.” The law is a complicated matter, which is why it’s best left to “experts” to sort out.
Still, it all kind of reminds me of the punchline (no pun intended) that declares that someone struck another person’s fist with his face.
As Denzel Washington said in the film “Philadelphia” — in which he portrayed a lawyer — someone’s going to have explain that one to me like I’m a 5-year-old.
I was intrigued the other day when humorist/author Richard “Kinky” Friedman announced his plans to run for the Democratic nomination for Texas agriculture commissioner.
The last comedian to run for the job, and actually win, was Jim Hightower. But the comparison with Friedman doesn’t stop there. Hightower didn’t have any ag experience when he ran for the office; neither does Friedman.
Friedman had pondered a run for governor as a Democrat in 2010. He pulled out when it became clear that no one was taking him seriously. Plus, Houston Mayor Bill White jumped into that race, becoming the immediate prohibitive favorite for his party’s nomination.
So, what’s Kinky going to do as agriculture commissioner? I have no clue.
I’ll say this, though: He’ll make us laugh.
Friedman ran for governor as an independent in 2006. He visited Amarillo, and interviewed with the Globe-News editorial board. He was engaging, candid, personable — and totally out of his element while seeking to become governor.
He’ll be all of that as he runs for agriculture commissioner.
Hightower served a single term in that office, losing to former rancher Rick Perry, who was succeeded by ex-rancher Susan Combs, who has been succeeded by one-time farmer Todd Staples.
Yes, the office needs someone who’s gotten actual dirt under his or her fingernails.
Kinky Friedman will make us laugh. But this office is too important for someone whose claim to fame is as a humorist.
It’s pretty much understood that we all see the world through a limited prism — usually within our own field of vision.
So it is with that in mind that I must report, based on what I witnessed this past Saturday, that the 2009 Christmas shopping season is doing quite well. I can’t help but believe it could have been a whole lot worse, given what the nation faced during the 2008 holiday.
I spent a couple of hours ringing a bell while manning a donation bucket for the Salvation Army. I was camped at the south entrance to the JCPenny store at Westgate Mall. It was a lovely afternoon — although it was a bit windy. Imagine that — wind in the Panhandle.
During the course of my two-hour stint, I witnessed a lot of bulging shopping bags leaving the store. People would come in empty-handed, but would leave loaded down with goodies for their grandbabies.
I don’t have specific data to prove my belief, but my eyes didn’t play tricks on me. I saw a lot of merchandise hanging from shoppers’ hands on that day. Perhaps there was some pent-up enthusiasm, given that we’d just come out of a period of prolonged freezing weather.
Whatever it was, it has to bode well for Westgate Mall retailers, and perhaps for business owners all across Amarillo and the Panhandle.
Guyon Saunders had the biggest heart of almost anyone I’ve ever met in the Texas Panhandle.
It was that heart that earned a tribute this week at what used to be called the Tyler Street Resource Center. It’s now known as the Guyon Saunders Resource Center.
Guyon died just after Christmas 2006. But his legacy lives on at the center that now bears his name. He gave generously of his treasure and his time — as well as his commitment.
I met Guyon nearly 15 years ago. I knew him through Rotary; we served as members of the Rotary Club of Amarillo. He always was encouraging to those who were new to the service organization. He extended that warmth to me on many occasions.
As it was stated during the rededication of the Guyon Saunders Resource Center, he didn’t know a stranger. And his friendship remained steadfast, even when he disagreed strenuously. I know that from personal experience.
We once published an editorial at the Globe-News that took a former public official to task over a business matter that involved the use of public funds. Guyon Saunders didn’t like what the editorial stated; the public official in question was a friend of Guyon, who considered the individual something of a protege. He came over to visit about the editorial. He pounded the table and while expressing himself, Guyon used language I didn’t think he was capable of using.
When Guyon was done, he stood up, threw his arm around my shoulder and declared that he still loved me as a friend.
I’m proud to have called him a friend as well.
David Swinford can’t buy a break.
While his two Panhandle colleagues in the Texas House of Representatives skate through to re-election every other year, Swinford, R-Dumas, seems to keep drawing opponents.
I recognize it’s still early in the filing period for the 2010 campaign, but as of today, only Swinford has an opponent next year: Abel Bosquez of Amarillo, a former Potter County Democratic chair. Heck, there might be others filing before the deadline passes.
But also as of today, Reps. John Smithee of Amarillo and Warren Chisum of Pampa are without foes. They, too, could draw opponents before the deadline?
I’m betting they won’t.
I’ve long said that incumbents need opposition, no matter how accomplished they may be. They should have to explain their record. A stout challenger who is able to make the incumbent answer for his or her key votes or decisions serves the public well, even if the challenger’s bid falls short.
Once again, though, Rep. Swinford is going to have to answer for his record. That’s good news — even though Swinford would disagree.
For the Republicans who think President Obama, who’s been in office for not quite a year, is toast if he runs for re-election in 2012, I have a two-word response: Ronald Reagan.
In 1981, Reagan took office with the economy in serious decline. In 1982, the president’s party suffered significant losses in the off-year congressional elections, losing 27 House seats to the Democrats. President Reagan’s approval ratings fell dramatically. The GOP was in a state of woeful disrepair.
Then, just like that, it was “morning in America.” The Democrats nominated a candidate, Walter Mondale, who vowed to raise taxes. President Reagan seized on an economic reversal.
How did the 1984 election turn out? Well, the president came within 3,000 votes in Minnesota — Mondale’s home state — of scoring a 50-state sweep on his way to a rousing re-election victory.
It’s also helpful to remember that Bill Clinton’s Democratic Party suffered big losses in 1994. President Clinton, though, won re-election handily two years later.
Will a similar outcome occur in 2012? I have no way of knowing that. I do know this, however: It is far too early in the current president’s first term to be writing his political obituary.
Today’s weather reminds me of a story I’ve been telling for years. It involves the legendary football coach O.A. “Bum” Phillips and it’s gotten great laughs from those who have heard it.
I have not verified its complete accuracy. But it sounds sufficiently true. Thus, I believe it to be so — and so do others who have heard it. The story goes like this:
Many years ago, when Bum was coaching the Houston Oilers, he took his team to Buffalo to play the Bills. It was late in the season. Winters in Buffalo can be, well, bracing. The Oilers and Bills played that day in one of those classic winter weather events on the shore of Lake Erie: heavy snow, wind, sleet, rain, temperature well below zero.
The Oilers won the nationally televised game. As the teams were leaving the field, a TV sideline reporter and cameraman approached Bum and asked him, “Well, Coach, how did you like coaching in this cold weather?”
Bum responded: “Cold? This ain’t cold! Why, shoot, I used to coach in Amarillo, Texas!”