James Matthew "Jim" Hood (born May 15, 1962) is the Attorney General of the US state of Mississippi. A Democrat, he was elected in 2003, having defeated the Republican nominee Scott Newton. A former District Attorney, Hood succeeded Mike Moore. He is currently the only elected Democrat holding statewide office in Mississippi.
Hood is a native of New Houlka in Chickasaw County in northeastern Mississippi.
In 1988, Hood received his J.D. from the University of Mississippi at Oxford. As an undergraduate, Hood was a member of Pi Kappa Alpha.
In 2005, Hood prosecuted former Klansman Edgar Ray Killen for orchestrating the 1964 murders of Andrew Goodman, Michael Schwerner, and James Chaney in Philadelphia, Mississippi during Freedom Summer.
Hood has been active in the legal aspects of the recovery of Mississippi after Hurricane Katrina. Shortly after Katrina, Hood partnered with Mississippi plaintiff attorney Richard "Dickie" Scruggs, a brother-in-law of former U.S. Senator Trent Lott, in filing suit against numerous high-profile insurance companies. Hood's leadership has been praised by some as allowing homeowners a better opportunity for recovery than they experienced in neighboring Louisiana, but Scruggs and Hood have also been criticized for over-zealously prosecuting insurance companies and because Scruggs helped convey confidential documents, which Hood used in a criminal probe, supposedly to pressure State Farm Insurance into settlement. Hood was reelected on November 6, 2007 and again for a third term on November 8, 2011. On November 3, 2015 Hood was reelected for his fourth term. He is currently the only Democrat to hold statewide office in Mississippi.
Oh where are we going? Oh where have we been? Our hush-a-bye angel, she's safe and tucked in. I drive around town, while
you sit and watch the rain. There's what you think with your heart and what I feel with my brain. For those who plant
nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no one is calling. It sits on a highway that
leads nowhere. I'll drop you a line next time I find myself there. Remembering them days, how we wore our weakness well.
There's some say that heaven can't exist without hell, well if the proof's in the pudding, and that axiom's true, somehow
the heart of the matter escaped me and you. For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone
booth in heaven that no one is calling. Though the ghosts of redemption might whisper odd promises, I for one don't put
much faith in them specters. Now the blueprint for sorrow is just to put off the hurt 'til the price of tomorrow becomes
more than love's worth. 'Til what's begged and what's stole is just the hollow remains of some beautiful failure that we
cling to in vain. For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no one is
calling. The truest word heard there is the word that's unspoken 'cause you can't mend what the Good Lord designed to be
broken. Oh where are we going? My darling oh where? Our sweetheart's in dreamland, please let her stay there. We are two