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Freedom Of The Press Threatened By Tennessee Police Chief

Posted Thursday, April 03, 2008 (1 year 233 days ago.) Viewed 70 times.

The fourth estate received a public rebuke concealed in a not so veiled threat issued by Freeman Cooper, the Chief of Police, Chattanooga, Tennessee.

It could have been a bad April Fools joke but for the fact that it was a day late and not at all funny. It all happened at a hastily called news conference late morning, Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008, where Chattanooga Police Chief Freeman Cooper asked the media to stop asking questions about problem officer Chattanooga Police Captain Jeannie Snyder.

Cooper went on to issue a veiled threat to the media for doing its job by saying the investigation into the female police captain was "bordering on harassment".

He continued, "She is a police officer in good standing and that means that she can be armed at anytime with any weapon, it does not have to be the police department's gun." Snyder who had already voluntarily stepped down as an assistant police chief taking a Ten Thousand Dollar pay cut in November, 2007, also voluntarily turned in her city issued weapon last week citing public concern over her being armed. The Chattanoogan reported, however, that she was still carrying her personal firearm. That is just one of the exceptions the city appears to have made for Captain Snyder when their internal rules and regulations says each officer is issued a service weapon and must carry that weapon when on duty.

Chattanooga City Councilman Leamon Pierce is one of the few apparently not afraid to speak up and question Snyder or the Chief. Pierce opined, "You got to deal with what the perception is, she has a problem no doubt it's a medical problem. I wouldn't want to be around her, in her presence when she has another reaction."

He went on to say what some officers have intimated to the Tennessee Mountain Man - that some of her fellow police officers are leary and fearful of her.

There are those current and retired police officers who tell the Tennessee Mountain Man that they have good reason to walk lightly around Captain Snyder. They maintain that Cooper had little choice but to appoint her an assistant police chief and now has no choice but to defend and protect her to the best of his ability.

Names the Tennessee Mountain Man has not heard in legal and law enforcement circles in 20 years are popping up again. Names like Ralph Cothran, Al Coker, Johnny Wright, and others - even a former madam and drug dealer are surfacing and fueling the rumor mill.

Chief Cooper challenged the press at his news conference, "Tell me something she's done wrong? You can't because she hasn't." He continued, "She hasn't harmed anyone, threatened to harm anyone, or put anybody in any type of danger."

According to public records, it all started in January of 2007 when Snyder was found unconscious in her Red Bank (A Chattanooga Bedroom Community) home after she failed to show up for an appointment. She was "sick", i.e. "passed out" and had to be hospitalized. Drawing on his experience and career as a former intelligence operative, CID Agent, and civilian police officer the Computer Man suspects the roots of Captain Snyder's problems run much deeper and farther into the past.

In September, 2007, she did not show up for work which sparked a search in Marion County, Tennessee. When finally found after costing the city, the state and two counties untold thousands of dollars, she was "sick" and had to be hospitalized.

A few weeks ago Snyder “appeared to be under the influence of alcohol and drugs" at the Town Center Mall, in Cobb County, Georgia at 3 p.m. on Thursday, Feb. 7, 2008 according to an incident report from the Cobb County Department of Public Safety where she produced a weapon when an officer asked for some identification. A confrontation ensued. Captain Snyder was "sick" again. An ambulance had to be summoned with several Chattanooga Police Staff to escort her back to Chattanooga, and, of course, once again she required hospital care before returning to duty.

A recurring theme from police officers is that "I am a man". "I can't sleep my way to the top." Which prompted City Councilman Manny Rico to issue a counter comment to Councilman Pierce, according to Abena Williams, Reporter, WDEF-TV, Chattanooga, TN, "I've talked to others that aren't (fearful of Snyder), you hear both sides, police people are very funny I'm sure there are a lot of them that didn't get the promotion they should have got."

The former madam perused this story over a snifter of brandy, then handing it back with a slight smile, said, "new paint, new lipstick, new gloss. Nothing ever changes, baby. Between her and the sheriff there are a lot of important people shaking in their boots tonight."

Some believe it is time for a good house cleaning at the Chattanooga Police Department, and that this could be the biggest thing since Bookie Turner. Another story... Another time.

In the mean time, the question remains whether the local press will bow in fear or deference to Chief Cooper?

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The Billy Mays Phenomenon

Posted Monday, March 31, 2008 (1 year 236 days ago.) Viewed 395 times.

It is time for spring cleaning once again, and guess who is coming to dinner. In our environmentally friendly society there is a peddler with just the right products at the right time at a price so low they simply must be tried. He has your number, and he is coming to a TV near you - today.

Just like John Kennedy, Billy Graham, David Brinkley, Henry Kissinger, and many other radio and television personalities, there is an advertising guru with an unforgettable voice. Billy Mays. Billy Mays violates all the rules of capturing and keeping the attention of his audience. He communicates by screaming at you. He is grating in the extreme, yet we continue to listen.

More importantly, to his position at least, we continue to buy. That, however, is not a concern for the venerable pitchman who first came to us on The Shopping Channel. We doubt there is anyone in America who owns a TV that has not seen his infomercials somewhere sometime. He hawks and we purchase everything from OxiClean®, Orange Clean®, Kaboom®, Hercules Hook, Samurai Shark, and Zorbeeze, to onion slicers and dicers to epoxy, adinfinitum it seems.

Billy Mays is one of those people who could sell deep freezers to Eskimos. If he were a man of the cloth, he would surely be one of the renown preachers of our time with a mega church supported by multiple thousands of members ministering to (or fleecing as the case may be) untold thousands more via the internet, radio and television. Can you not picture him selling holy water and anointing oils and cloths?

Like lawyers, politicians, business moguls and preachers whose reputations precede them, Billy Mays is at the pinnacle of his career, and is sought after by everyone with anything to sell. If there is a product, such as snake oil, that is remotely marketable regardless of its value or sturdiness, Billy Mays can sell it.

Though we may not care to admit it, untold thousands of us have purchased "stuff" we did not need as a result of being swayed by the loud fast talking salesman. Knowing we have purchased defective products in the past as a result of Billy Mays' persuasion, it is almost like we can not help ourselves and we do it over and over and over again. Why? Maybe to shut him up. Most often, however, because he sells us not what we need but what we want to believe after he quickly creates a demand for the product dejur.

One can combine a nice trip, vacation, or other family outing with the experience to help ease the pain of that nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach that says, "I really should not do this" as you lay down hard earned cash for one of Billy's products. There are a couple of "As Seen On TV" (your first warning) Stores in the Pigon Forge, Tennessee and Gatlinburg, Tennessee areas. You can play with your new purchase while you feed the wild Tennessee Black Bears which you really should not do either.

Can't get to an "As Seen On TV" Store? Never mind. Billy Mays has created such a demand for these products that Wal-Mart, Walgreen's, and even Bed, Bath and Beyond and many other reputable retailers have started selling them. So, a trip to the corner pharmacy will open for you the world of items which Mays says can't be purchased in any store.

Billy Mays... Maijson posted on the Billy Mays Forum at World Warcraft, "HI I'M BILLY MAYES! AND I'VE MANAGED TO YELL EVEN LOUDER THAN I DID IN MY LAST COMMERCIAL!". Well, for the Tennessee Mountain Man that about said it all. Then Computer Man submitted this find from Alaerun, "Honestly Billy, theres no need to scream like someone has a tiki torch up your butt. We can hear you fine... Please bring it down a notch". But, hey, it works for him. We would not suggest trying this at home as Mays is a professional one of a kind pitchman. His tactics would not work for us and probably not for you either, but Billy keeps raking in the money... big money - your money.

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Slight Of Hand Politicians, Lawyers, Judges, Bankers, Corporate Moguls - Scoundrels All

Posted Friday, March 28, 2008 (1 year 239 days ago.) Viewed 127 times.

When The Tennessee Mountain Man was a child in a small country school, it was a big deal when a guest lecturer showed up and hosted everyone in the school auditorium as he explained the Bible story of Jesus complete with show and tell pictures manually applied to and removed from a big picture mounted on an easel. It was free and it got you out of regular classes for an hour or so.

An even bigger event was when an old man arrived in a big rusty station wagon with a load of noisy show dogs even though it cost a dime to get you out of class for that hour.

Then there was the occasional cowboy who was an expert with his six shooter, throwing knives, and bull whip. His pretty half dressed assistant would stand with a cigarette in her mouth and he would light it from a respectable distance with a quick draw and shot from his trusty revolver. He would then retrieve his bull whip and from half away across the basketball court he would put the cigarette out or cut it in half with one quick snap and pop of the whip. The assistant would then dutifully step on the cancer stick to extinguish the fire.

Thereafter the young lady, who other than getting out of class was the only reason the boys spent a whole quarter to see the show, would be tied to a big wheel and the cowboy would follow the outline of her body as he threw knives at her. This was usually followed by a pony or horse who could ostensibly count and answer yes and no questions.

Occasionally there would be a movie shown on a big screen temporarily set up on the stage in the school auditorium for the nominal fee of a nickel or a dime. And, since few if any students had TVs or access to theaters back then, we all paid our dues and watched in rapt attention for a couple of hours.

But, the big draw for the boys were the magicians who came performing. Few girls, for whatever reason, attended these sessions but boys were happy to pay a whopping fifty cents to watch these men and their assistants ply their trade for an hour or so. After which all the boys were trying to emulate the slight of hand artist for weeks.

Computer Man was lucky to grow up in a time when everything was new. Electricity distributed by newly formed farmer's co-ops in Appalachia was new to most and on the horizon for the rest to be eventually followed by party line telephone systems. A boy scout trip to a hydro dam was a big deal. A day ogling over Doctor Warner Van Braun's accomplishments (at least those the young men in snappy spit and polished uniforms would allow you to see) at the Redstone Arsenal in Huntsville, Alabama really drove the
imagination.

It all seemed a bit of big magic back then. We grew up studying slight of hand so when we became adults we should have been well prepared when professional politicians learned the trade and applied it with a slight if dangerous twist to the shady world of politics.

Momma always said, "still waters run deep". Dad always said, "it is the quiet ones you have to watch". They also agreed that most people were practicing deceit, magic, in one form or another. It has been our experience that you dare not lose site of Shakespeare's
Hamlet Act 3, Scene 2:

Player Queen:
Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,
If once I be a widow, ever I be a wife!

Player King:
'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here a while,
My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile
The tedious day with sleep.

Player Queen:
Sleep rock thy brain,
And never come mischance between us twain!

Hamlet:
Madam, how like you this play?

Queen:
The lady doth protest too much, me thinks.

Companies which protest the loudest that they are not going anywhere have just joined the NAFTA community. Corporate Moguls assuring employees that their jobs are safe are either in the process of selling, shutting down, moving off shore, or scaling back.

And politicians, legislatures, judges, prosecutors and other elite found their own means by which to endanger our way of life. Can you say Richard Nixon, Bill Clinton, Elliot Spitzer, or Jim McGreevey? How about George Bush, Chaney, or John Ashcroft? Each trying to keep us watching the their right hand while doing their own dirt with their left. Some committed perjury and some sanctioned cover ups and perverted justice while others used fear to steal and curtail the rights and privacy of United States Citizens.

In 1787, shortly after the close of the Constitutional Convention in Philadelphia, a woman interested in the proceedings approached Benjamin Franklin. "Well, doctor," she asked, "what have we got, a republic or a monarchy?" The venerable champion of American liberty replied, "A republic, Madame, if you can keep it." The question two hundred and twenty-one years later is, "can we?".

The people of the former USSR were safe except from the corrupt state, but they had no freedom. The people of China are safe except from the state, but they are not free. The Bush administration has tried to keep our fear from the 9-11 attacks elevated and distract us with complaints and concerns that Vladimir Putin is slowly sweeping away the freedoms of the Russian people while his administration was doing as much at home.

Let us not forget the admonition of Benjamin Franklin (also cited to Thomas Jefferson) "people willing to trade their freedom for temporary security deserve neither and will lose both".

Slight of hand is practiced by Politicians, Lawyers, Judges, Bankers and Corporate Moguls, scoundrels all, at the expense of the rest of us. Today it cost more (much more) than the four bits we paid as children and is much more sinister than so called "black magic". It has much deeper and longer lasting negative effects for those who wish to maintain the Republic we love. "These capitalists", said Abraham Lincoln, "generally act harmoniously and in concert, to fleece the people".

We fear America is in danger of being destroyed from within.  Not by some disenfranchised group, but by the very ones who have benefited the most from her opportunities and bounties.  They travel the world of twenty-four hour cable shows explaining why the common man can not be trusted and must be kept under thumb.  They must be right because we keep voting against our own interest and keeping them empowered when we manage to overcome our complacency enough to participate at all.

Lincoln further observed, "America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves". And, again, he opined, "We the people are the rightful masters of both Congress and the courts, not to overthrow the Constitution but to overthrow the men who pervert the Constitution".

The pendulum must swing sans the same old scoundrels from the court house to the state house to the White House.

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