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The Georgia state Senate today approved a measure that would allow holders of concealed weapons permits to bring guns aboard MARTA trains. The pertinent AJC story quotes a senator from Social Circle who is in support of the legislation. Where is Social Circle, you ask? Right here in south Walton County, an area which is not served, and never will be served, by MARTA (which now stands for Moving Armed Riders Through Atlanta). The vote was 37-17, which may or may not exactly reflect the proportion of senators who have ever used public transportation. For what it’s worth (very little, evidently), the two senators from Atlanta who were quoted in the story opposed the measure.

(Walton County is most recently known for its annual re-enactment of a 1946 lynching, performed by some brave souls still determined to bring any perpetrators still alive to justice. No word on the progress of the screenplay for Monroe, GA Burning.)

UPDATE: The gun toters get their way in the 11th hour in what was described as an ideological battle between the NRA on one side and local business owners and civic groups on the other. If you thought that an even matchup, you ain’t from around these here parts. Creative Loafing live-blogged the final session, and I’m filled with equal parts pity and admiration. The correspondents made repeated mention of heavily boozed participants. They made repeated mention of the increasing belligerence of Speaker Glenn “Be A Man!” Richardson. Assiduously, the references were kept separate.


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Good Old Skip

The AJC reports today that Skip Caray had a serious health scare during the offseason. For those of us who are longtime, die-hard Braves fans, it pains to hear the ever-irascible Skip speak in such a somber tone. I’ve been a faithful listener for his entire tenure with the home team — sometimes laughing in agreement with his sarcastic tirades, other times shaking my head at same. It’s the same way I feel about Furman Bisher, who’s a generation older and still writing circles around the young ‘uns. Maybe old Furman can give Skip a pep talk.

In the meantime, do yourself a favor and tune in to Skip as often as you can during the home games this year. A few years ago, I signed up for the radio package just to hear Jack Buck’s last few broadcasts, and I cherished the sound of his voice along with the wisdom that only age and experience can bring. Skip’s career also spans the oceanic gap between the transistor radio and today’s technological muddle, and I’ve enjoyed every minute. I know he won’t mind if I raise a glass of spirits and say here’s to your health, my good man.

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A Word About My Congressman

I live in the Georgia 5th Congressional District, and it has been an honor and privilege to vote for John Lewis as my representative. There aren’t too many genuine heroes among politicians, but Rep. Lewis is unquestionably one. Although he has run unopposed in the last three elections, I would walk to my polling place in any weather to cast a ballot for him, even if that was the only race being run.

Rep. Lewis has been a friend and political ally of the Clintons for many years, so it was no surprise to learn of his initial support for Hillary. She is my second choice, and will get my vote with more enthusiasm than reservation if she’s the Democratic nominee. But this district went overwhelmingly for Obama in the primary — the extent of his victory here could not have been foreseen when Rep. Lewis endorsed Clinton.

And although Rep. Lewis has gone on record very recently (go halfway down the page for the transcript of his conversation with Judy Woodruff and Rev. Joseph Lowery) defending the Clinton campaign, it’s now clear that he has struggled with his decision. He’s had to balance personal and political loyalty against his stated desire to one day support a black candidate for President and also against the will of his constituents. We take constituent service seriously around here, as Cynthia McKinney found out next door. And Rep. Lewis’ status as a superdelegate adds another increasingly important variable. He knows that his decision carries a lot of weight — if there’s such a thing as a superdelegate with coattails, he’s it.

So now he wavers, and I respect him for it. Too often we conflate certitude with strength — I tend to mistrust pronouncements of certainty in an uncertain world. Better to admit to being torn, I say. In the admitting, John Lewis reassures us that we are represented by a serious and thoughtful man.

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Allow Myself To Introduce…Myself

(thinks for five minutes…)

Know how you can tell that someone is an introvert? It’s all in the hellos and goodbyes. Most introverts comport themselves just fine during the bulk of social interactions, but can get tripped up, figuratively speaking, in the arriving and departing (a hopeless few may actually stumble). Conversational flow is interrupted, and a stiffness can creep into one’s manner. When an introvert says “hello”, an intrusive internal monologue may be announcing “this is the moment in which I present myself for your consideration”.


I’m kicking off this blog with no grand design, just a vague determination that it will be Atlanta-centric. There are plenty of good ATL blogs out there already — my goal is not to find a niche so much as to find a tone that has some appeal. I may rail against hypocrisy, but it won’t be my reason for being. I may post about the Braves three times in a row, but hopefully not four. I may venture into memoir, but any actual physical description of my navel is hereby verboten.

This is my third stab at blogging, but my first solo effort. Previous collaborations were fun at first, but eventually became echo chambers, which limit any appeal to a larger audience. So the Reluctant Atlantan is unknown to close friends and family, for now, in the hopes that readership will grow a little more organically (or virally, as the kids say nowadays).

That’s about it for now — please check in from time to time, and comments are always welcome.

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