Ongoing results:
Congressional District 8: Republicans (89.9 percent reporting)
Randy Graf: 43 percent
Steve Huffman: 37.4 percent
Mike Hellon: 12.4 percent
Mike Jenkins: 3.2 percent
Frank Antenori: 4 percent
Congressional District 8: Democrats (89.9 percent reporting)
Gabrielle Giffords: 54.6 percent
Patty Weiss: 31.1 percent
Jeff Latas: 6 percent
Alex Rodriguez: 4.6 percent
Bill Johnson: 2.9 percent
Francine Shacter: 0.9 percent
Congressional District 7: Republicans (91.8 percent reporting)
Joe Sweeney: 40.2 percent
Ron Drake: 59.8 percent
Governor: Republicans (93.1 percent reporting)
Don Goldwater: 40.5 percent
Len Munsil: 49.7 percent
Mike Harris: 6.2 percent
Gary Tupper: 3.7 percent
Superintendent of Public Instruction: Democrats (93.1 percent reporting)
Slade Mead: 46.2 percent
Jason Williams: 53.8 percent
LD 25: House Republicans (87 percent reporting)
Jennifer Burns: 36.4 percent
Gail Griffin: 40.7 percent
Roger Condra: 22.8 percent
LD 26: Senate (88.5 percent reporting)
Toni Hellon: 42.7 percent
Al Melvin: 57.3 percent
LD 26: House: Republicans (88.5 percent reporting)
Pete Hershberger: 29.9 percent
Carol Somers: 20.6 percent
Lisa Lovallo: 19.3 percent
David Jorgenson:30.3 percent
LD 28: Senate: Democrats (94.6 percent reporting)
Ted Downing: 45.9 percent
Paula Aboud: 54.1 percent
LD 28: House: Democrats (94.6 percent reporting)
Dave Bradley: 33.3 percent
Steve Farley: 32.9 percent
Ted Prezelski: 10.6 percent
Matt Heinz: 23.2 percent
LD 29: House: Democrats (81.4 percent reporting)
Linda Lopez: 41.6 percent
Tom Prezelski: 24.3 percent
Betty Liggins: 20 percent
Patricia Puig: 14 percent
LD 30: House: Republicans (92 percent reporting)
Jonathan Paton: 33.3 percent
Marian McClure: 29.1 percent
David Gowan: 20.2 percent
Frank Callegari: 17.4 percent
Well, it's 7 p.m., and that means primary election voting is OVER. Saxon Burns and Jim Nintzel are standing by (you can catch Jim on KJLL AM 1330) at various post-election get-togethers, and I am at the southcentral bureau, watching results. Keep logging in here for the latest results and news.
UPDATE: The first results are starting to dribble in at just after 8 p.m. We'll have a complete recap shortly.
UPDATE 2: We have numbers from Pinal and Graham counties, but none from Pima (or anywhere else). What the hell?!?
Hey, TW blog fans! Tell all your political-junkie friends and neighbors to log in to this very blog tonight and tomorrow for the latest election coverage. We'll have links to results. We'll be posting results. Jim Nintzel and Saxon Burns will be at various candidate headquarters, getting reaction, news, etc. And I'll be here making bitchy comments as I post it all. AIN'T DEMOCRACY SPIFFY?!?
And, as always, the comments section will be open for y'all, to give the world your tidbits and two cents. Not that very many of you will take advantage of this splendid forum, you passive weenie readers. Thppppth.
I have always been afraid of heights.
This phobia has migrated from childhood terror to an adult uneasiness, but I still get a twinge of fear when I step into the elevator of a really tall building—especially in Manhattan. The thought of plummeting from the highest floors of a skyscraper to the concrete and asphalt below provokes a fear in me unmatched by others' fear of flying. Planes sometimes fall from the sky. Buildings almost never do.
I think that's one of the main reasons Sept. 11 hit me so hard personally. I was at home in my apartment in San Antonio when I got a call from work that the first plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. As the content director for the San Antonio newspaper's Web site, the first thing I did was go online and begin posting updates.
When I logged into The Associated Press' photo Web site—which contained all the raw, unedited images coming from the scene—I was horrified at what I saw there that television wasn't showing me: Telephoto zooms of desperate office workers jumping (or falling) to their deaths. I watched these images flash before me on my computer screen as I talked to my editor on the phone and watched and listened to coverage of the attacks. I could only imagine the terror someone would have to feel to choose jumping over facing the intense heat of the fire.
Most of the world never saw those images in their newspapers and on the television news in the days, weeks and months that followed. In fact, it was difficult to find them online. Journalists such as myself—no doubt feeling the same horror I did—had successfully sheltered most of the mainstream world from the true extent of the horror.
One photo—The Falling Man—has become the enduring image of this particular type of human suffering and courage. But even this photo has been successfully expunged from much of the public record.
Two years after the attacks, Esquire magazine ran an amazing story examining the identity and motivation of the mysterious Falling Man and his seemingly peaceful descent to earth—along with the effect the photograph has had on the families to which he has been connected. On this day of reflection, this story tells us a lot more about ourselves and our relationship to Sept. 11 than it does anything else.
I was dead asleep on a Tuesday morning in Reno, Nev. A phone call from my friend and co-worker, Kelley, woke me up.
She was somewhat frantic. She had just turned on the television to see the second plane crash into the World Trade Center. Her husband was supposed to be getting on a plane about that time in Chicago. (He was OK, other than being stuck in Chicago for about a week.)
Being woken up to news that something unclear—but very, very bad—was happening back East was a common for people in the Pacific and Mountain time zones.
If you have any Sept. 11 memories, feel free to share in the comments.
-- BAD HEADLINE ALERT: "One More Victory Puts Sidewinders in Playoffs." Um, they're already in the playoffs. One more victory puts them in the championship series, yes. And for that: hooray!
-- Oh shut UP.
-- And today, the Star editorial page gave a flower to cancer research. We agree that cancer research is a good thing. EVERYBODY agrees cancer research is a good thing. Just wondering: Considering the lameness of positions like this, the fact that the Star shunned primary endorsements (even though many races will be decided in the primaries) and the fact that on most days, there are ZERO regular local columnists running on the op-ed pages ... is it possible the Star editorial pages have become some of the worst in America?
Hi. Just wanted to let you know that when I sprinted outside to get my newspaper this morning, in the midst of the downpour, I discovered that the newspaper was already in the process of composting, as it was not wrapped in a plastic bag. I've been calling your customer service number for almost 90 minutes now, and it's been continuously busy. I take this to mean either you're having phone problems, or I'm not the only one with a soggy newspaper problem.
Please credit my account; I'll just read the paper at the office (unless those papers, too, are drenched). And for future reference, here's a link to a weather page, so you can make sure this does not happen again. Thank you, and God bless.
UPDATE: The papers here at the office were unprotected and therefore soaked, too. SOMEONE goofed majorly in the circulation office at TNI, me thinks.
According to the National Weather Service, the airport has gotten almost an inch of rain. Washes are running, big time. If you're driving, and you come across a flooded area, don't drive across it. If it's deeper than you think ... well, best-case scenario, you end up looking like a moronic cretin on the news. Worst-case, you're dead.
Hey, kids! There's a new Weekly online, for your perusal. Why, it has everything from a revoked endorsement to a story about Nicolas Cage running around like a dick in a bearsuit! Can you stand it?!?
-- Big news items today: No state funeral for the Crocodile Hunter. Rosie's debut! Katie's debut! And Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes show off their spawn. You think we're just a little celebrity obsessed, hmmm?
-- Was Anderson Cooper a spy?
-- Speaking of the Crocodile Hunter: In death, he receives his highest honor—a flower from the Star.
-- And hitting the Internet this afternoon: an all-new issue of the Weekly! Aren't you so excited that you could just PUKE?!?