Just posted this to my Facebook page:
Holy smokes. I can’t take the innuendos anymore. It’s funny how many people think it’s a big deal who I go to the gym with. It’s never been a secret. I’ve seen court officials and cops there several times. I’m not hiding anything. Guess if we were playing golf instead, it would be OK, right? Good grief. My working out with the sheriff didn’t stop me from being the only reporter in this town to write about his abuse of power in taking deputy cellphones. While we’re at it, my kids went to his son’s house for Halloween last year and his family invited us to Christmas the year before. During all that time I have never hesitated to write about him or anyone else that needed writing about. It’s not like I drive halfway across the county to go to the same church he does like certain kiss ass deputies. I DON’T GO TO CHURCH! I’m a heathen news reporter. Oh, I’ve also hung out with and eaten lunch with several cops over the years. Y’all want a list of names? I have enough integrity that I can perform my job while developing personal relationships with people. It’s called being human. I challenge anyone to come up with any story I didn’t cover fairly and accurately. Are we done here?