Nobody cares. Nobody reads the Columbus Dispatch either. If a bullet whizzes over, you just assume it's somebody tuning up his gun for hunting season, usually. Then there's the hunting fatality story template every year, just part of the season, along with thanksgiving celebrity dinners at the homeless shelter, and let's see, travel jamups at the airport, first shopping day after thanksgiving, and income tax day at the post office.

Local hard hitting investigative news mostly comes from the last person who sent you a press release. They call them for a sound bite.