The Martin Chronicles beloved publisher and entire staff think the Christmas season truly is the most wonderful time of the year. No, not because of the gifts we might receive. We enjoy this season because it is a wonderful time to gather with family and friends to celebrate the amazing mystery of how a poor little boy born more than two thousand years ago in the humblest of circumstances, in an obscure part of the world, continues to have such a profound effect on humanity.
Don't ask us to explain that deep mystery. That is way above our pay grade. But we strongly suggest you enjoy this season of the winter solstice and cherish the far-too-fleeting time you spend with those who are near and dear to you.
But, then there are those presents. The Martin Chronicles received many early very early Christmas gifts in 2014. We are thankful for all of them. We'd like to write about a few of them.
First and foremost, we think every visitor to our pesky, little blog has been a wonderful gift. Even those of you who consider The Martin Chronicles "vile and disgusting". Our ever-growing readership makes the long hours, very hard work and-yes-risk taking certainly worthwhile. We could never have imagined that we would welcome roughly 300,000 readers to our site before the January 1, 2015 end of Martin's Reign of Error when we launched our pesky, little blog on October 8, 2011.
We were so happy to receive the gift of the knowledge that Martin's personal-and just for now City-Attorney Toad V, McMurtry was obsessed about uncovering the identities of the staff of The Martin Chronicles in late March. McMurtry wasted taxpayer money questioning witnesses at the former Police Chief's sham, railroad hearing unsuccessfully trying to uncover our identities. It was fabulous-and very wasteful. Thank you Toad!
We received a tremendous gift in very early May when civic club sources alerted us to the fact that the club's ass clown directors were hatching a sinister plot to spread lies and libel against anyone who might dare to challenge their hero, Mike Martin. Thank you, ass clown directors!
How nice was it to unwrap now-outgoing bilious blowhard Judge Executive Steve Arlinghaus' delicious Primary defeat on May 20. Arlinghaus and his cronies never saw it coming. Oh, how sweet it is! "Witch hunt", indeed. Thank you, bilious blowhard Arlinghaus!
We also received the great gift of-soon-to-be-former-Park Hills Mayor Don Catchen's surprise loss to a little-known write in candidate after Election Day, 2014. We admit that we don't know Catchen well. Except for the huge sums of Park Hills' taxpayer money he wizzed-away in a lawsuit resulting from his terrible treatment of Park Hills' former Police Chief. But Catchen got on our radar screen when he told anyone who would listen that he and the miserable Mike Martin "were the only mayors who had the balls to do what had to be done." Namely, screw-over their Police Chiefs. Thank you, Donny, boy!
But, the very best early Christmas gift The Martin Chronicles received in 2014 was the unprecedented annihilation of Villa Hills malfeasant Mayor Mike Martin on Election Day. 84% - 16%? We never saw that kind of ass-whuppin' coming. Heck, Martin was absolutely convinced that he was going to easily cruise to re-election (more about that later). How sweet it was! Thank you, voters of Villa Hills!
And Merry Christmas everyone!
