So, why was Democrat Jay Jones – he of the Quentin Tarantino imagination – sending highly partisan and politically suicidal text messages to a Republican member of the House of Delegates?
Cynics might say the local outlet is more interested in protecting a demented Democrat than highlighting this shocking story, which should sink Jay Jones’ campaign.
Del. Carrie Coyner, who apparently had enough of Jones’ phony campaign and made the Todd Gilbert text exchange public, claims that Jones told her he wouldn’t mind if a few more cops were killed in the line of duty.
It’s time - past time, actually - for the Republican National Committee to write a fat check of $15 million or more to the Virginia Republican slate so they can go scorched earth on the ticket that supports violence and wants voters to “let their rage” fuel their votes.
Virginia’s state government finances did not “run in the red” during the fiscal year that ended June 30
State spending has been on a major growth spurt under Republican Governor Glenn Youngkin, although the Democrats with the majority in the General Assembly have just as much to do with it.
If Schumer and half a dozen semi-normal Democrats don’t wrench power away from the radicals in their party and join the majority in voting to open the government, the shutdown will last for months and Democrats will be blamed. Especially Democrats like Sens. Mark Warner and Tim Kaine of Virginia where thousands of federal workers and active duty military live.
So did Jones put on a reflective vest and go out with a stick picking up trash along the highways as his community service? Did he work at the local foodbank or homeless shelter? Did he feed strays at the animal shelter? Tutor struggling kids?
Are you kidding me? Not Jay Jones. This guy is special.
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For years, I've been offering assorted explanations for why I spent three years in Dublin during the early 1980s: To cover a war without going to the Middle East. To avoid appearing in public in a bathing suit. To cure a case of unsightly hand warts. To date guys with Irish accents.
The list changes but almost always contains a kernel of truth.
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