Well That’s One Way to Win A Primary I Guess

Clay Aiken’s opponent for the Democratic nomination in North Carolina’s Second Congressional District has died after falling in his home:

ASHEBORO — Asheboro businessman and congressional candidate, Keith Crisco, died suddenly at his home today.

Information is incomplete; however, early information indicates he suffered injuries from a fall around 1 p.m. at his home at 1263 Thayer Drive in Asheboro. He was reported dead at the scene when emergency workers arrived there.

Crisco had a long history of involvement in Asheboro’s business and local government scene. He was a co-founder of Asheboro Elastics Corp. and received much recognition for the success of his narrow-elastics business in a struggling textile industry. He served on the Asheboro City Council from 2003-2009.

In 2008, Keith was asked to serve as secretary of the N.C. Department of Commerce by then Gov. Bev Perdue. He left the post in 2012 and earlier this year officially launched a run for the U.S. House District 2 seat in the Democratic primary. He ran against Clay Aiken.

As I noted last week, Aiken was ahead when the final votes were counted but the race was considered too close to call and likely would have headed to a recount had not fate intervened.

H/T: Naked DC 

FILED UNDER: 2014 Election, US Politics,
Doug Mataconis
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Doug Mataconis held a B.A. in Political Science from Rutgers University and J.D. from George Mason University School of Law. He joined the staff of OTB in May 2010 and contributed a staggering 16,483 posts before his retirement in January 2020. He passed far too young in July 2021.

Comments

  1. edmondo says:

    He probably found out he had to defend Obamacare and took the easy way out.

  2. mantis says:

    @edmondo:

    Feel free to follow him.

  3. Mu says:

    Clay Aiken never regretted his decision to hire “Corleone Campaign Management Group” to run his attempts for public office. They really lived up to their motto “We make things happen”.

  4. Mark Ivey says:

    “There is but one rule: Hunt or be hunted.” -Frank Underwood

  5. MarkedMan says:

    Completely classless headline Doug. A man died for chrissakes.

  6. Rick Almeida says:

    Ruben Studdard just felt a goose walk over his grave.

  7. al-Ameda says:

    Keith Crisco?
    Are we sure that he didn’t die of arteriosclerosis?

  8. Anonne says:

    Not the time to make jokes…

  9. Rick Almeida says:

    “When you play the Game of Thrones, you either win, or you die.”

  10. michael reynolds says:

    @MarkedMan:
    Oh come on. When I die feel free to write something funny about it.

  11. mantis says:

    @michael reynolds:

    When I die feel free to write something funny about it.

    I’m sure that will happen, but you should write something yourself in advance. All the great ones do.

  12. Franklin says:

    Count me in as somebody who thinks it’s okay to joke about death. Even a specific death.

  13. bill says:

    @michael reynolds: make sure you give us some material, don’t just go in your sleep!

    @al-Ameda: or he slipped on grease or something, tasteless but wth?

  14. Jenos Idanian #13 says:

    @mantis: I’m sure that will happen, but you should write something yourself in advance. All the great ones do.

    Damn you, you just made me upvote your comment…

  15. Boyd says:

    I’m pretty sure that Clay just Rick-rolled Crisco.

  16. ernieyeball says:

    My buddy Joe died a few years ago. Having contracted polio as an infant he was a quadriplegic his entire 58 years. He lived in a wheelchair and never once took a walking step. When I met him in the early 70’s he was quite the radical. For reasons known only to him in his later years his attitude towards women altered to the point that he thought they should not engage in traditional male roles. His favorite targets for his disdain towards girls participating in once exclusively male sports, basketball for instance, were his brothers daughters. He cranked at them endlessly about how it was a waste of the taxpayers money for public schools to support such piddling pursuits.
    When he finally succumbed to lung cancer (at least 2 packs a day) it was me his nieces and some other friend who carried his casket from the hearse to his headstone.
    “Let’s throw Joe in a hole.” I said as we grabbed the handles of his coffin. The girls giggled and snickered. I’m glad I was able to give them the last laugh at a man I had developed a great affection for over 35 years.