Gina Arnieri, Marquette County
In Wisconsin, we take care of each other. When the chips are down, we show up. That’s why I’m asking my neighbors across Senate District 13 to take a close look at our choices on the ballot this November. Do you know who our current state senator is? Have you seen him anywhere in our communities? He’s been absent and can’t be bothered to show up for the people he’s paid to represent. We cannot keep sending politicians back to Madison while our way of life — and our paycheck — slips away. Legislative leadership has been in power for 15 years and has chosen not to vote on critical bills we need. We have a choice to elect someone who will work for us: Sasha Ripley.
Jean Brooks, Fort Atkinson
There have been some significant developments recently in the ongoing Enbridge Oil Company vs northern Wisconsin debacle. In just two years, Enbridge has been responsible for Wisconsin’s largest crude oil spill, numerous smaller spills and recently the state’s largest natural gas liquid spill.
Leigh Barker Cheesebro, Helenville
The recent closing of the Drug Store Pharmacy on Main Street in Jefferson cuts deep into the fabric of our community. An independent drug store has been in this location since 1899, serving as a key part of Jefferson’s history.
Ben Adams, Watertown
Watertown Assembly Representative William Penterman wants to have his cake and eat it too when it comes to protecting Wisconsin residents from the rising cost of, well, just about everything. He claims to “work tirelessly” to make our state government more effective and yet seems to avoid any bill that will create a meaningful difference in his constituents’ lives. We know better.
Jean Brooks, Fort Atkinson
Making war on another country should be a very serious thing to do. The pros and cons must be gone over by all with power and authority. Alternatives need to be discussed. Letting President Trump make war because former President Biden got to do so is not rational.
Margaret Schroeder, Fort Atkinson
During the many years I lived in Germany, I used public transportation like most people, which allowed me to chat with everyday Germans. When older Germans realized I was American, they generally gushed with profuse apologies about the Nazi era. As young people, they did not know what was really going on. They did not know about the camps yet, so if there was a dictum to attend a youth march and rally, “we just went.”