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Public officials deserve presumption of honestyWhen Judi-ann Rutherford resigned from the Peachtree City Council recently, I took notice because she seemed to be a decent lady whose voting record was in line with my attitude on issues like TDK. But when a process was announced to select a replacement for the remainder of her term, a so-called friend named Skip Ragan suggested I throw my hat into the ring. I gave him a look that said he was out of his mind. Why not, he asked? I told Skip I can’t be a politician. I don’t like babies and refuse to kiss them. I’m far uglier than my mugshot would suggest and I’m fat and frumpy to boot. The very idea of upholding a public image and making speeches that touch all bases to keep as many voters as possible happy triggers my gag reflex. I rarely attend City Council meetings because the incessant public arguing is like fingernails on a chalkboard to my peace-loving mind. On issues that affect the city my family calls home I would be an ardent student if I were in office, and I would make decisions with great care, but the ubiquitous crowd of enthusiasts on the opposite side of every issue would have to, well, kiss me where the sun don’t shine because I would refuse to argue with every schmuck who wanted to poke his finger into my chest. I am thoroughly grumpy and impatient by nature and I have accumulated enough aches and daily pains to make a politician’s everlasting smile impossible. My idea of a good time is peace and quiet in solitude, not debates with every concerned citizen who walks through the door with an ax to grind. I fervently believe pure journalism is dead and buried, replaced by a competitive media herd all too willing to filter events through their own personal agenda and feed party line gruel to the masses as if it were news. I often wonder how long America can survive the demise of a free, independent and objective press. How long would I last in elected office once reporters caught a whiff of my contempt? Our culture is disintegrating, our values are being turned on their head, the world is sliding down a slippery slope into hell and Skip thinks I can solve problems by pounding my round self into a square hole? While Skip and I are tight – we both flew helicopters in the Vietnam War and tell each other lies about it regularly over coffee — I told my alleged buddy through gritted teeth these were just a few reasons I wouldn’t last five minutes in elected office. Skip said, “But that’s why we need you. You’ll shoot it straight because you don’t care how it plays to the public.” Skip has half a point, but not about me in public office; I’d rather cut off my own head with something dull. But what about others more virtuous than me, the people whose background and temperament are more suited to public service? What about those who consider the vacant seat on the council, knowing they can bring much to the table on issues vital to our city. How many of them will be willing to put up with the challenge of dealing with a jaded public? How many with deep experience and strong character will submit their application to take the vacant city council seat? Once they apply, what should we think of them? We could start by assuming they have their own self-interest at work. We could speculate publicly that they are demonstrably stupid when we disagree with their take on an issue. We could throw around the notion that they must be evil, or sufficiently dishonest to be in the pocket of someone evil. After all, isn’t this what passes for civic discourse in Peachtree City nowadays, much of it from the cowardly cover of anonymity? Think about it. Someone who cares enough about their city to put up with difficulty decides to take the punches in a political campaign. Then when they are elected, no matter what they decide on any issue, there will be a vocal opposition to sling mud at them. I have often heard complaints about the quality of candidates for office. Strangely, the complainers don’t want to serve, and by the shabby way we treat those in office, it is we, the public, who are to blame that so many good people would never consider serving their community. Thank God everybody doesn’t have my rough edges, and there are some ready to step up to the plate to study the tough issues, listen to all points of view and make decisions on behalf of their neighbors. Maybe we could repay them, at least those of us unwilling to serve, by giving them the simple presumption that they are honest, decent people, even when they disagree with us, and leave off all the foul criticism unless and until they prove to be a crook. I hope Ms. Rutherford’s replacement is the decent person I will presume, and I hope he or she sees that TDK is one of those issues that call for our local reps to lay down in the grass where some fools want to build a road that will threaten our city and declare, “Over my dead body!” Otherwise I will be one of the vocal critics. See what I mean? Now I have to find something to hit Skip with. [Terry Garlock is a certified financial planner in Peachtree City.] login to post comments | Terry Garlock's blog |