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“It’s unlikely they will want to remove from power a representative of their party based on what are, in my opinion, completely fabricated reasons.” 

—Vladimir Putin, on the impeachment of Donald Trump, Dec. 19, 2019

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“Rep. Clay Higgins (R-La.) said Democrats are ‘insidious forces which threaten our republic’ with ‘betrayal.’ This ‘threat from within,’ he said, did ‘conspire to overthrow President Trump.’

“Republicans on the floor applauded.”

—Washington Post columnist Dana Milbank, Dec. 17, 2019.

Well, it is something of a breakthrough for Clay Higgins: anytime he can string that many words together in a cognitive, coherent sentence without hurting himself, he should be applauded.

 

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It looks as though the John Hays Memorial Rumor Mill might become a regular feature of LouisianaVoice.

For the unindoctrinated, Hays, who died five years ago following a protracted battle with cancer, was publisher of Ruston’s Morning Paper, a weekly edition that took on the entrenched power structure and never let up.

But what began as a one-man crusade against the local hospital and local, municipally-run power plant quickly expanded into the scourge of any would-be swindlers, scam artists and flim-flam peddlers. He once took on Ponzi schemer Steven Hoffenberg who headed up a scam called Towers Financial Corp. (TFC) and sent Hoffenberg packing off to federal prison, copping his Morning Paper a nomination for the Pulitzer Prize in the process.

As I said yesterday in the column immediately below this one, the misfortune of having one’s name crop up in his Rumor Mill was the local equivalent to having Mike Wallace show up at your office for an interview on 60 Minutes.

And as I said in the opening paragraph, his Rumor Mill may, of necessity, become a permanent feature here after picking up on the rumor we heard today.

(Drum roll, please):

Politics can be a dicey game as two high-ranking officials in the Louisiana State Fire Marshal’s Office apparently have learned, according to reports that have reached the executive offices of LouisianaVoice in beautiful downtown Denham Springs.

Without naming names (we’ll do that when we get official confirmation), word is Gov. John Bel Edwards has sent down word from the State Capitol’s Fourth Floor that the two LSFM officials, one stationed in the LSFM’s Baton Rouge headquarters and the other in Lafayette an hour to the west, should no longer be considered state employees.

Their sin? Backing the wrong horse in the recent gubernatorial election and doing it openly.

But, hey! That’s the price you pay for working as an unclassified state employee. Unclassified means you are appointed and serve at the pleasure of the governor, unprotected by Civil Service.

Unclassified, unlike classified (Civil Service) employees are free to participate in political campaigns, but they best be careful which candidate they back. Support the wrong one and your career can—and will be—cut short.

These two, we’re told, actively campaigned for Republican Eddie Rispone, apparently fairly certain that a Democrat couldn’t possible be elected governor twice in such a red state dominated by the likes of Lane Grigsby, Rispone’s mentor and principal benefactor. Surely Edwards’s win over David Vitter four years ago was an anomaly, more of an indictment of Vitter than an endorsement of Edwards, a (shudder) Democrat.

That may have been where the smart money was but the smart money doesn’t always take into account the intangibles in a tight election and the intangibles in this one included the impotence of Donald Trump’s support of Rispone (three trips to Louisiana) and an unexpectedly high turnout in support of Edwards.

And unclassified employees who rode the wrong pony are now paying the price.

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The Law is for Protection of the People

—Kris Kristofferson

The late John Hays had a popular column in his weekly Ruston newspaper The Morning Paper that he called The Rumor Mill. Getting a mention in his Rumor Mill was something about as thrilling as having Mike Wallace show up at your door for a 60 Minutes interview.

LouisianaVoice would like to briefly reprise that column with the reliable rumor that Felicia Williams, chief judge for the Second Circuit Court, will be a candidate in the special election to fill the unexpired term of Louisiana Supreme Court Justice Marcus Clark, who has submitted his retirement to the Secretary of State, effective June 30, less than four years into his 10-year term. (Read Clark’s resignation story HERE.)

It’s important to note that Judge Williams assumed the mantle of chief judge by default in October, succeeding Judge Henry Brown, Jr., who was forced from the bench by the State Supreme Court. Technically, Brown “retired” a week after the Supreme Court ordered him to vacate the appeals court building. (Read that story HERE.)

LouisianaVoice has written numerous stories about the manner in which the state, abetted by the Second Circuit, screwed over contractor Jeff Mercer, a Mangham subcontractor on several construction projects for the Department of Transportation and Development (DOTD).

(Read those stories HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, and HERE.)

And while LouisianaVoice was the only one pursuing this story for a while, it was just a matter of time before the twisted, incestuous series of sordid events would produce serious questions of alleged misappropriation, impropriety and ethics violations to such an extent that others would be drawn to the story.

Ruston’s Walter Abbott of the web blog Lincoln Parish News Online has done a great job of constructing a media timeline of news stories on the Jeff Mercer’s David vs. Goliath battle for justice. (Read his story HERE.)

Gary Hines, a former co-worker during my brief stint at the Shreveport Journal, and Jamie Ostroff have done a good job on an in-depth story for KTBS-TV of Shreveport that reads like a scaled-down version of the J. Howard Marshall/Anna Nicole Smith saga of 20 years ago. (You can read the KTBS story HERE.)

That story, instead of taking place in the city of Houston, involves the estate of a man named Houston and even the LSU School of Veterinary Medicine got drawn into the controversy.

You see, a woman named Hahn Williams (no relation to Judge Williams) was Houston’s financial adviser and it just happened that Judge Brown and Hahn Williams were tight.

When the LSU Vet school learned it was beneficiary of much of Houston’s estate, officials there naturally wondered why (a) they hadn’t been informed and (b) they hadn’t received any of the money.

So, the vet school did what anyone would do. It sued Hahn Williams.

Hahn Williams was subsequently ordered by a Caddo First District Court to pay the vet school $1.5 million. Broke, she sold her house to Judge Brown who (a) allowed her to remain living there and (b) eventually became her attorney in her legal efforts to fight off forced bankruptcy—raising the question obvious to most as to why Brown is even allowed to practice law at all in light of his egregious transgression while on the bench. In other words, why wasn’t he disbarred outright in light of of such a serious ethics breach?

Before Brown became her attorney, she appealed her adverse verdict to the Second Circuit where Judge Brown recused himself, but apparently attempted to lean on other judges, which eventually brought the wrath of the State Supreme Court down upon him, forcing his “retirement.”

Added to that, his law clerk, Trina Chu, was also Williams’s longtime friend and she downloaded documents to her own flash drives and emailed legal advice to Williams who then forwarded portions of those communications to Judge Brown via his Second Circuit court email address.

And here’s the real kicker: The Caddo Parish Sheriff’s Department concluded no criminal charges were warranted in the computer hacking.

The Caddo Parish District Attorney’s Office, however, was not quite satisfied and decided more work was needed as it took over the investigation. But DA James Stewart is himself a former judge on the Second Circuit Court of Appeal and worked with Chu and served on the court with Judge Brown, which would seem to give him a built-in conflict of interest in any investigation.

All of which may explain why the Louisiana Attorney General’s Office is now involved. But, given Attorney General Jeff Landry’s track record, that’s where criminal investigations go to die unless they can directly promote his political career.

Meanwhile, Mercer is seeking the entire case file, convinced it will aid him in his own pursuit of justice. He filed the appropriate public records requests which both the sheriff’s office and the DA’s office are fighting on the grounds the computer hacking is an ongoing investigation.

Of course, Mercer’s case is ongoing as well and the contents of those files could conceivably help him but no one in a position of authority seems to give a damn about that.

And, it turns out, the DA’s office got involved only after Mercer made his public records request, thus giving the DA justification for refusing his records request on the grounds that there was this “ongoing investigation.”

While district court judges would have to resign their positions to run for the Supreme Court, Judge Williams, as a member of the Court of Appeal, would not, giving her a distinct advantage.

Still, she would have one disadvantage in running.

Jeff Mercer will do everything within his power to legally see to it she is never elected.

And that goes, he said, for the other judges who served on the panel that overturned the unanimous trial court $20 million verdict in his favor.

Stay tuned.

 

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Every now and then, you stumble across a story that simply must be told. This is one of those.

It’s a story about how a thriving business idea was born in the house where I grew up in Ruston from 1945 to 1968.

Unfortunately (for me), the idea was hatched by someone I never met after I married and no longer lived there.

And the craziest part is I had no idea of the origins of the business until a recent visit to Alexandria to sign copies of my new book, Louisiana’s Rogue Sheriffs: A Culture of Corruption.

It was at the book signing that a man stepped up to purchase a copy of the book and to thrust a copy of another book under my nose. “Remember this book?” he asked, smiling knowingly.

The book was a hardbound copy of a 1968 book (more accurately, a pamphlet, or magazine devoted to a single subject) entitled simply Bonnie and Clyde.

It was a copy of my very first book which, in reality, was just a reprint of articles I’d written for The Ruston Daily Leader in an effort to capitalize on the popularity of the Warren Beatty-Faye Dunaway movie of the same name. (The outlaws had been ambushed in 1934 in nearby Bienville Parish, 25 miles to the west, and the couple they kidnapped in real-life and in the movie was from Ruston, so the movie and my book carried considerable local interest.)

“Where in the world did you get this?” I asked. I hadn’t seen a copy of the book for at least 30 years and didn’t even possess a copy of my own.

“Out of a house on Fielding Drive in Ruston,” he replied.

Well, there was only one house on Fielding Drive in Ruston and that was the house where I grew up under the watchful eyes of two of the greatest grandparents a boy could ever have. They’d taken me in when I was abandoned by their ex-daughter-in-law (my mom) in Galveston, Texas, when I was 18 months old. When my grandfather passed away in 1971 (and believe me, I still miss him dearly), my grandmother moved in with my oldest uncle where she remained until she, too, passed away (and I miss her must as much) 21 years later as Bill Clinton was locking up the Democratic nomination for president.

When she moved out, we rented the house on Fielding Drive to Louisiana Tech students and one of those tenants, my new friend informed me that day in Alexandria, was one David Ervin, a forestry student who really didn’t care that much for forestry but did have a talent for marketing.

Unfortunately, neither the street nor the house is any longer there or the building might well be a shrine today for a novel business idea that had its genesis in that little three-bedroom frame house—an concept which seemed at best a mere fantasy of some starry-eyed college kid at the time:

Drive-thru daiquiris.

“David came up with the idea right there on Fielding Drive,” the man told me. I was incredulous, to say the least.

The irony of ironies was Lincoln Parish at the time was dry. Add to that the fact that my grandfather held franchise rights to the term teetotaler. The man despised alcohol almost as much as he despised organized religion and the Klan (I honestly believe the rankings of his detestation trifecta was subject to fluctuations, depending on the particular day in question).

He had a strict moral code that would not allow for compromise, no matter whom it affected. I still remember the day my dad was arrested in Monroe for DWI and called our house to have his dad (my granddad) to bail him out of jail. I had the unpleasant duty of delivering the request to my grandfather who was working in the garden. His response: an emphatic and unequivocal, “Hell, no! He made his bed, let him sleep in it!”

End of discussion. And for a full year, my dad did just that, cooling his heels in jail.

No compromise. No exceptions.

My mortal fear of the consequences probably had a lot to do with my refusal to even drink a beer in the military; I was morbidly afraid of incurring the man’s wrath from 600 miles away.

But I digress.

The story of David Ervin and his Fielding Drive conceived drive-thru daiquiri shops was chronicled in a Daily Beast story last July. To read that story, click HERE.

 

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