Republican in the Primary
Democrat in the General
Ken Miller ran as a Republican in the Primary Election. HE lost badly to the ENDORSED candidate. Ken Miller LOST the election for the Republican position. You would think that after his loss, that would be the end.
Ken Miller decided to run again as a Democrat in the General Election. He did garner enough votes from Democrat supporters to make this happen. Interestingly, he did not change parties. As of October 28, 2015, he is still Registered Republican click here. He never mentions he is a Republican in his literature, instead he allows the voter to be under the impression that he is a Democrat. Worse, he misleads the Democrats with impression he is a Democrat.
This is not uncommon for Ken Miller
Ken Miller does the same thing when he runs the township, he leads the residents to believe he is for or supports an issue, but he doesn't really care or believes quite the opposite. He will look you right in the eye and tell you something that is clearly not true. Here are just a few examples:
He leads the environmentalists to believe he cares about the environment, yet he pollutes the Birch Run on a daily basis. Click here to see what he does.
He leads the residents to believe that he is all for trails. The fact is, he thinks that trails are "stupid". Click here to read the newspaper article
He leads the Weatherstone residents to believe that the sidewalk to the West Vincent Elementary School is important to him. Nicknamed the "Sidewalk to Nowhere" over 6 years ago by residents of the community, Ken still did nothing about building it until this Election year, holding it as a carrot for the voters. Just consider this: Ken Miller held back this entire 6 years, plotting this as a political chip to "buy" votes. Ken Miller chose himself over your children's safety.
PUTTING IT ALL IN PERSPECTIVE
Any voter that believes what Ken Miller is promising in the upcoming election has to look at all of his broken promises of the past. Here is an old joke that holds true, especially for Ken Miller:
While walking down the street one day a a Politician is hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the man.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Politician.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit heaven."
So, 24 hours pass with the Politician joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The Politician reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. "I don't understand," stammers the Politician. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
The devil looks at him, smiles and says,
"Yesterday we were campaigning...... Today you voted."