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County Government Should Represent You, No one Else

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A few weeks ago, reality came home.  I realized that the enemies against whom our president has battled relentlessly since taking office have a presence right here in our beloved county of Forsyth.  There is an agenda pushed here, and for that matter in every county in Georgia and every state in our great country.  That agenda is written into a host of US federal regulations and has been adopted into our state laws.  Its effects silently creep into our daily lives while we routinely take care of personal business, raise families and do those things we deem important. As we drive home from work to sit down with the family for a meal, there is a noose of control slowly tightening around our necks.  And just know that many of those who operate to cinch it do so unwittingly.  It’s just the system.  Once elected to office, the members of our county commission, for example, along with planners in county government, become actors in that system of control, a system they may even per

Woodall Article Not Just My Opinion

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I would like to take a few moments to answer a post made earlier in response to my article entitled, Woodall Represents DC to You, Not You to DC published earlier today.  The poster indicated that the article did not fulfill a promise I made yesterday, which he believed was to provide facts that show that 7 th District US Congressman Rob Woodall does not represent the people of Forsyth County, and instead represents the people in Washington DC.  This article is to fill in a few blanks. My first example earlier was that Rob Woodall voted to authorize President Obama to place the continuation of American sovereignty to an up or down vote.  Trade Promotion Authority (TPA) which Woodall voted for, did just that by allowing Obama to place the Trans-Pacific Partnership (TPP) to an up or down vote.  TPP passing would mean that foreign corporate trade courts outside the jurisdiction of the United State Government would have been empowered to rule on the basic fairness of trade d

Woodall Represents DC to You, Not You to DC

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If you live in Georgia’s 7th US Congressional District, regrettably, you are not represented in the DC House of Congress. Instead, the DC House of Congress is represented to you. And DC’s representative to the 7th District is Rob Woodall. Now Rob is the world’s nicest, most engaging guy. I really like Rob, personally. He would make a great neighbor. But I have learned; he does not represent me. He represents Washington to me, and to you. There is a difference. For the last five years, I worked hard to help DC Representative Woodall understand various matters, which I determined by his actions and votes at the time, he simply must not have understood. I gave DC Representative Woodall the benefit of the doubt. I met with Rob Woodall personally numerous times. I went to town hall meetings, Tea Party meetings, Local GOP meetings. I met with his chief of staff, went to lunch. I called the DC office. I wrote extensive emails to his chief, which I am told Rob received. I b

South Forsyth Story-Please, Not Again

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I remember back in the day, when as a young builder it was about impossible to find a decent building lot in south Forsyth County.  Now that would have been the mid-late 1980’s or so.  Practically all that existed were large tracts of land, pastures and forests, hardly even a gas station.  As you drove 141 north out of Fulton County, long before it became Peachtree Parkway, I mean, you were out in the country.  I remember scouting around for a lot even before Aberdeen, long before Laurel Springs was imagined. I would drive curbless county roads where a few homes did exist, looking for ‘lot for sale’ signs.  Even though at the time there wasn’t much of a market for new homes in south Forsyth, I just figured that if other occupied homes sold, whatever I might build would eventually sell too.  Marketing genius, here. I recall the many times driving down two-lane Mathis Airport Road, leaf-laden hardwood bows overhanging the entire way.  In those days, even on a sunny day, in some places