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Opinion

  • I was jostled from a questionable sleep about 3 a.m. Tuesday by the sort of cruel cacophony that makes you spring from your bed to see what was that clatter.

    I first sprinted to the kids’ room, thinking one had called out. I found those visions of sugarplums must have been dancing, because they didn’t even twitch when I opened their doors.

    But when I was returning to my bedroom, I heard the noise again, clear and loud, blaring through a third-story window opened for the cool autumn air.

  • There was no close vote or public hemming and hawing in the most recent big decision made by the Triple S Planning Commission: Commissioners voted unanimously to deny the City of Shelbyville’s request to rezone 73 acres on the corner of Harrington Mill Road and Freedom’s Way from agriculture to light industrial.

  • We feel a little like a student in a statistics class because of the avalanche of data about the performance and progress of Shelby County’s Public School students that has covered our heads this past week.

    To be able to digest the reports from the state’s about-to-be-dead KCCT tests, the federal governments’ trying-to-be-dead No Child Left Behind and the new buzzword of development – college and career readiness – is overwhelming to just about anyone who doesn’t get paid to spend full days evaluating what the numbers say.

  • In The Sentinel-News(“Shouldn’t we all be outraged,” Sept. 28) the Tonya Brown case called into question whether the commonwealth is doing an adequate job protecting its citizens in pursuing justice on behalf of victims of crimes. This letter is to inform the citizens of the 53rd Judicial District what happened in the Tonya Brown case and why certain decisions were made.

  • In The Sentinel-News “Shouldn’t we all be outraged,” Sept. 28) the Tonya Brown case called into question whether the commonwealth is doing an adequate job protecting its citizens in pursuing justice on behalf of victims of crimes. This letter is to inform the citizens of the 53rd Judicial District what happened in the Tonya Brown case and why certain decisions were made.

  • You may be wondering what the heck has been going on with your newspaper these past few days.
    You may not care that Tonya Nicole Brown went into a restroom in Shelbyville more than three years ago and left behind her newborn baby, wrapped in plastic bags and dumped in a trashcan.
    You may not care that she is out of jail, barely paying for a crime to which she admitted in a court plea.
    But we, as a newspaper, had to tell you, and we hope you did pay attention and that deep down you really care.

  • Earlier this summer, a woman named Casey Anthony went on trial under the glaring lights of national TV, charged with murdering her 4-year-old daughter and covering up that crime.

    She became a national lightning rod, a source of vile hate, a person castigated in the streets even when a court found her not guilty of those charges, for which she could have faced the death penalty.

    A tragedy had occurred in the death of Caylee Anthony, to be sure, and it brought with it pure outrage among those who thought the guilty person was getting away with murder.

  • One of the first things Barack Obama mentioned when he was elected president – even when he was running – was that he wanted to see college football come up with a formula to select a national champion from among its largest schools.

    Forget health-care reform, defending our nation’s something in the Middle East and finding a way to keep people working and eating and buying luxury cars.

  • The generosity of Shelby Countians never ceases to amaze us, but we have to admit to a bit of slack-jawed awe at the amount of money being raised recently to help one another.

    We go back to July to grasp the power of RobFest, which took in more than $30,000 to help Robbie Phillips pay for needed stem cell treatment in Arizona.

  • We now understand that there is no hope for Who Da Thot It Bridge to remain as a thoroughfare for motorists. The state reneged on its announced plan to repair it – we suggest such announcements in the future be adorned with asterisks – and that Shelby County magistrates are not willing to underwrite the $1 million-plus those repairs would cost.

    But we don’t believe the bridge should be left as a crumbling eyesore just a few hundred feet from Shelbyville City Hall, either.

  • The federal government has imposed so many rules and regulations upon businesses that to administer their affairs requires too much overhead cost for them to reap a profit in what they produce or sell.

  • The Shelby County Historical Society officially opened its new World War II exhibit at its annual picnic on Sunday.

    President Sherry Jelsma thanked several members of the Society – Sharon Hackworth, Jim Cleveland, Nancy Hill and Col. Roger Green – for their contributions to the exhibit, which may be seen at two locations: the hometown front in the second floor of the Shelbyville Welcome Center and the military part in the VFW building next to the parking lot adjoining the center. 

  • As the applicant for the proposed rezoning of 478 Kentucky Street, we feel compelled to respond to the recent letters that have been printed regarding our project. Midwest Metals is a local, family-owned business, and we take great pride in being a good neighbor while providing a valuable service to the community.

  • You may recall a few weeks ago when I hand-wringingly admitted a periodic paranoia about bridges, especially those that are high and narrow or creakily cross creeks.

    So you may understand that I see terrible irony – and not simply coincidence, language fans – in the fact that we now face two similar and simultaneous problems with bridges.

    There is, of course, the historic and embraceable (work with me) Who Da Thot It Bridge here in Shelbyville and now the Sherman Minton Bridge just up I-64 at the Ohio River.

  • We were appalled to observe last week that Shelby County Fiscal Court would not accept comments from those in attendance who wanted to address an important zoning matter it is considering for final approval.

    At issue is the controversial reclassification of approximately 10 acres on Kentucky Street to heavy industrial to allow Midwest Metals to build a recycling plant that would be adjacent to Red Orchard Park and residential neighborhoods.

  • There has been an abundance of appropriate attention focused this past week on the first responders who faced peril and sometimes gave their lives during the tragic attacks of Sept. 11, 2001.

    At ceremonies in New York, Washington and in a field in Pennsylvania the heroes of that awful day of attacks on America have earned the often prayerful and always prideful praise of society for all they contributed, for the lives they saved and for the ultimate sacrifice that so many made.

  • Not even a “thank you” to the taxpayers of Shelby County.
    The citizens of Shelby County need to wake up and take notice of the total disregard our current school board has for the anxiety most taxpayers feel about our financial future. We should be outraged and disgusted by what took place at the Aug. 25 school board meeting.

  • It’s hard to say park and scrap metal recycling plant in the same sentence. It would be harder yet to live with a recycling plant in the same block as a park. Even if we can’t have a voice at the 10 a.m., Sept. 20, Shelby County Fiscal Court meeting, we can have a presence and that might help our magistrates keep the facts for their decision in focus.

  • As I traveled across Kentucky over the past several weeks, meeting with constituents and hearing their concerns, one overriding issue became clear: People are concerned that our stagnant economy is not turning around. With unemployment in the commonwealth at 9.5 percent and the recent news that not a single net new job was created in the country last month, they’re right to be worried.

  • This is the week for one of those winding, emotional and reflective cruises down the turbulent tributaries that feed those endless eddies stirred by a life-changing event.

    We don’t simply glance over our shoulders at the rapids that changed our course, but we stare at it, consume it anew and bring from our deep-sealed memories the emotions, the adrenalin that carried us through those waters to our anchorage of today.