Two stories this week have photos: the sexy mayor of Arlington, Ore., and the idiot robber using a bottle of cologne as a weapon.
First, the moron.
You knew I meant the robber, right? Yes, well. Here’s his story:
The Smell of Failure
An employee of a video store in Akron, Ohio, was standing outside talking with an employee of a nearby tanning salon when a man approached them. The man was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and a scarf covering his face; he indicated he had a gun in his pocket and ordered the two men to go inside. When the video employee turned to go in, the tanning employee jumped the robber. In the resulting fight, the robber’s “gun” broke; it was a bottle of Stetson cologne, blackened with a permanent marker. The contents spilled all over the robber, who the two employees held until police arrived. Michael Kaminski, 41, was charged with aggravated robbery and carrying a concealed weapon — a knife. (Akron Beacon Journal) …He’s not completely incompetent: he knew which weapon was more deadly.
I just love his mug shot, which demonstrates either what a classic moron looks like, or the beating he got from his victims — you decide:
After the Beast, We Have Beauty
Expectation of Privacy
Carmen Kontur-Gronquist, the mayor of Arlington, Ore., was indignant that local residents found a photo she posted on her MySpace page. It shows the very fit politician wearing only a black bra and panties standing by one of the town’s fire trucks. Why did she expect privacy online? “That’s my space,” she said. “That’s why they call it MySpace.” Voters recalled her from office, 142 to 139, with virtually all of the town’s registered voters casting a vote. (Pendleton East Oregonian) …It’s not often that voters object to a politician proving she has nothing to hide.
There was a bit of argument from readers over the story. Some of the bigger papers, up in Portland, reported that residents were upset with the mayor over other issues, involving her management of a municipal golf course, and allegedly ignoring open meeting laws when she conducted city business. The photo, they said, was beside the point. Also, they note she didn’t post the photo herself, that it was designed to attract men for dating, and thus she obviously didn’t have any “expectation of privacy.”
Well, the somewhat more local newspapers concentrated on the photo over the other issues, and what’s her “That’s why they call it MySpace” statement about if not that it’s not any of the public’s business?
In any case, I do stand by my summary of the source article I identified — two, actually. Links removed, though: first, the stories were old enough to require payment to see them, and then the links went bad altogether. Certainly one does lose detail when reducing more than 700 words of news coverage to 80.
One of the details left out to save space included her quote, “Just because I have a political seat [doesn’t] mean I [don’t] have a private life.” — she indeed does address the privacy issue.
As to the exact reason(s) the townspeople (barely) recalled her, you’ll have to ask them. With a vote that close, there were obviously mixed feelings in town.
If I was voting, I certainly wouldn’t condemn her for a tasteful photo — would you? But I might give her the thumbs down if I thought she was a poor manager, since that does speak to the task she was hired for. The photo doesn’t.
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