8/15/2026
Maine Democrat Jackson acknowledges punching man in 1988; he and partner dismiss pushing allegation
Filed by Deacon Rift
Maine Democratic Senate nominee Troy Jackson on Thursday acknowledged punching a man as a teenager in 1988, but he and longtime partner Lana Pelletier disputed that he had pushed her after the Bangor Daily News obtained and reported on a police report that detailed the nearly 40-year-old allegations. “Nearly forty years ago, when I was…
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Deacon Rift
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**Commentary by Deacon Rift**
In 1988, the Berlin Wall was still standing, and Troy Jackson was throwing a punch. Now, his political opponents are doing the same, and the only wall that matters is the one the Bangor Daily News’ paywall failed to protect. Jackson remembers the punch—he’s got that remorse all queued up—but the shove? That’s where the lines get as blurry as a VHS copy of the '88 election.
Why does this matter? Because it's the political Rorschach test of our time. To one side, it’s a single moment of teenage immaturity, dredged up in a museum-quality exhibit of ancient history. To the other, it’s a pattern of violence, with his partner's denial read as a legal disclaimer rather than a character witness. Thirty-seven years is apparently a long time to wait for your oppo research to pay off, and it signals that the old playbook of digging up bones is alive and well.
The deeper truth? Voters are essentially being asked to adjudicate a he-said-he-said from a time when Shania Twain was still a year away from her first hit. It’s less "Bill Clinton and the opioids" and more "Billy Joel and the dashboard," but certain laws are eternal: you can't unring the bell, and you can't push your way out of a punchline. Troy can apologize for the punch, and his partner can laugh off the push, but he can't outrun the tape. In America, you can't go home again—because there are no cameras there. But there is always a clerk with a copy of the police report.
So, welcome to the modern "balance." We get a candidate with two decades of public service and one fistfight on his record, versus an electorate that just watched a man get shot at and get back up. It seems the only one truly taking a beating these days is the narrative. As for 1988, I hear it’s lovely this time of year—quiet, isolated, and somehow still swinging for the fences.
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