Huffington Magazine Issue 61 | Page 45

KENTUCKY’S KING down. The town’s post-war pastels have given way to rust, padlocks and contaminated waterways. After three decades under McConnell, Kentucky residents are wondering whether his survival is good for them. Up for reelection again in 2014, McConnell faces dismal polling numbers. In January, a CourierJournal Bluegrass Poll found that only 17 percent of residents said they were planning on voting for him. A recent Public Policy Polling survey showed him tied in a hypothetical race against Alison Lundergan Grimes, Kentucky’s Democratic secretary of state, weeks before she announced she was running on July 1. Today, McConnell finds himself at both the most powerful and most vulnerable moment of his career. He faces not only a Democratic opposition out to avenge McConnell’s attacks on Obama, but an energized tea party unhappy with the GOP establishment and independents disgusted with Washington. Keith Runyon was a veteran reporter and editorial page editor for the Louisville-based Courier-Journal, Kentucky’s dominant statewide paper, which has generations of close personal ties to state and HUFFINGTON 08.11.13 TODAY, McCONNELL FINDS HIMSELF AT BOTH THE MOST POWERFUL AND MOST VULNERABLE MOMENT OF HIS CAREER. national Democrats. He witnessed McConnell’s rise in Louisville and its suburbs of Jefferson County. He met his future wife, Meme Sweets, when she worked as McConnell’s press secretary after his election as the county’s judge-executive. Runyon came to know McConnell well. He says that McConnell was not always such a ruthless partisan obstructionist. “It was not the local Mitch McConnell that became the problem,” he told HuffPost. “It was what he became when he went to Washington.” In 2006, the former editor and publisher of the liberal CourierJournal, Barry Bingham Jr., 72, “was dying and knew it,” Runyon says. A week before his death in early April, he summoned Runyon to his home. When he arrived on that balmy morning, Runyon recalls, Bingham was sitting up in a chair in his library. A breeze was drifting in through the windows. Among the