Dear Black People,

Even you must be amazed at the power of yelling “racism!” at any white person who objects to progressive policies. Celebrities, corporations, politicians of all stripes, the media – all of them are terrified of being called the “r” word.

But come on now. This is getting way out of hand, don’t you think?

 

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I’m watching America’s young people tear the country apart and I am thinking: I might have gotten behind some of this when it was “Occupy Wall Street.” You know, when the main villains were the 1 percent, and the goal was payback on the rich.

But now that city streets are turning into Charles Manson’s wet dream, a war between the races … no. Just no. You are not doing it right.

 

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I’m not sure how much longer this chaos can go on. The rule of law doesn’t apply – unless it suits you. Democracy doesn’t apply – unless it suits you.

Are those of us who cling to old-fashioned things like the rule of law and democracy just suckers?

 

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White people embarrassing themselves

 

 

Hard to say who’s more pathetic, miserable-looking Jimmy Fallon bending the knee to the idiot woman pictured above, or Jimmy Kimmel, who has decided to emulate Joe Biden by going into hiding.

 

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Those are plants? For a moment, I thought it was a gathering of Democrats.

 

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I joined Gab some years ago, but it’s disappointing because there are so few members and it has little social clout. I joined Parler the other day, hoping it can succeed where Gab fails. Supposedly, Gab and Parler are censor-free social-media sites, a welcome alternative to the Big Boys.

The problem is the unfettered monopoly enjoyed by evil giants Facebook and Twitter. Congress is afraid to place limitations on Twitter and Facebook, or Congress is simply too corrupt to act.

 

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I’ve never read a Harlan Coben book, but I might have to do so. The miniseries based on his novels, while no artistic masterpieces, are always entertaining – no matter which country produces them. I enjoyed Safe and The Stranger, both set in Britain, and now I’m enjoying The Woods (above), which was produced in Poland, of all places. Next up from Coben: The Innocent, set in Madrid.

 

 

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It sure is easy to react emotionally to all of the bad news these days. I do it myself, daily, whenever I look at Twitter or cable news.

There will be some new outrage — cops, statues, Google, corporate cowardice — and I’ll want to rail at the heavens. Instead, I will retreat to my bathroom, close the door, and yell at the toilet bowl.

This can be problematic, as I live in an apartment and the vents allow my voice to carry to the neighbors upstairs. They must wonder why I harbor such hostility toward my toilet bowl.

At any rate, I’m certain I am not alone. I’m guessing there are millions of relatively quiet Americans who will finally do some big-time venting of their own in November.

 

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Can we please stop saying that conservatives hold a 5-4 majority in the Supreme Court?  It should be obvious by now that John Roberts has joined the liberals.

 

 

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This is a little trick used by devious news reporters, mostly in the print media but also by TV and video hacks: When you are writing something and do not particularly want to include one side’s opinion, you wait until deadline looms, then call the person and ask for a comment. You cross your fingers and hope that the person does not actually answer your call, so that you can leave a message.

You wait an hour or so, and then publish/broadcast your story. When you say that so-and-so did not immediately provide comment, what you do not say is that you only gave them an hour to reply.

I know this trick, because I would occasionally use it myself, back in my misbegotten youth when I was a (gulp) newspaper reporter.

 

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Terrible Thing to Admit, But True:

I will be watching the Trump rally tonight not because I expect anything new from Trump, but rather to see what kind of circus develops in Tulsa.

 

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Jeffrey Epstein: Filthy Rich

 

I’m trying to decide what I learned after watching the Netflix docuseries Filthy Rich. Most of what’s presented in the four-part series is old news to anyone who followed the Jeffrey Epstein sex scandal. Epstein allegedly lured teen girls with empty promises and small amounts of cash. He enjoyed relationships with high-powered men like Bill Clinton, Donald Trump, and Alan Dershowitz.

We also get obligatory interviews with accusers like Virginia Giuffre, whose connection to Prince Andrew was also well-publicized (see photo above).

In the end, I didn’t so much learn anything as have my old feelings confirmed. If you have enough money and clout, you can pretty much get by with anything — at least until you’re found dead in a jail cell. Release: 2020 Grade: B

 

                         

 

Virginia Giuffre, above left, alleges she was repeatedly forced to be Alan Dershowitz’s (above right) sex toy when she was still a teen.

 

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Accuser Maria Farmer let Epstein see nude pictures of her teen sister Annie, including the bare-breasted painting shown center above. According to the sisters, Epstein molested both of them. At right, Annie Farmer today.

 

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Turn out the lights …” ?

 

Well, it was fun while it lasted, which was about 225 years, give or take. I’m talking about the great American experiment, which seems on the verge of collapse. The implosion no longer seems like a question of “if,” but rather a question of “how soon.”

 

Trump has the toughness to stem the decline, but he lacks the moral authority. Biden has neither toughness nor moral authority. He barely has a functioning brain.

And so it will be left to Millennials to preside over the likely demise of the U.S.A.

 

It’s tempting to blame the Millennials for all of this, because they are such clueless snowflakes. But they were spoiled by their parents, the Baby Boomers.

It’s tempting, in turn, to blame the Boomers, but they were spoiled by their parents, the so-called Greatest Generation.

As far as I can tell, no one spoiled the Greatest Generation. Since they started this destructive chain of pampered children, should we start calling them the Worst Generation?

Just kidding.

I think.

 

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Maybe we’ll all come to our senses and everything will turn out just fine. My pessimism might be misguided. I have been wrong many times before.

But still, I can’t shake off the sound of Dandy Don Meredith crooning his famous game-closer: “Turn out the lights, the party’s over.”

 

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Thanks, Seattle. You’re making my city, Minneapolis, look like the second-dumbest metropolis in the country.

 

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I’m going to go ahead and thank Minneapolis City Council President Lisa Bender on behalf of Mayor Jacob Frey, for supplanting him as the dumbest politician in Minnesota.

 

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The Fruit Loops seem to be winning.

My next-door neighbor, Minneapolis, is planning to abolish the police. The police, according to Minneapolis’s city council, will be replaced by some amorphous, vague, pie-in-the-sky groups of benevolent neighborhood patrols.

They want to get rid of the cops and figure out the rest later. Oh, boy.

I might have to move.

 

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The only winners in our brave new world are the usual suspects: the so-called “elite.” While the rest of us go without police, they will be fine with their private security. They will also be fine because, while the little people fight among themselves over what scraps the economy provides them, and fight over the police, and over race, and gender, the “elite” will watch their stocks increase in value.

Divide and conquer? More like distract and prevail.

 

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Once upon a time, I thought (foolishly) that perhaps Bernie could stem the root of all our evil: income inequality. But then Bernie went off the radical-left cliff. Later, I thought that perhaps Trump could help the little guy. But Trump seems more interested in helping out his big-business golf buddies.

And so here we are, still looking for a hero.

 

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At any rate, the media continues to pour poisonous Kool-Aid. Who is helping them pour, and who is drinking it?

 

Pouring the Kool-Aid –

 

Ilhan Omar

Keith Ellison

LeBron James

 

Drinking the Kool-Aid –

 

Drew Brees

Roger Goodell

College kids

This idiot woman:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pouring and Drinking –

 

Twitter

 

Laughing at Us –

 

China

 

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OK, Hollywood stars, I’ll give up my police department when you give up private security and move to the inner city 

 

 

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Forty million unemployed; riots in the streets of major cities; a pandemic; an extremely important presidential election.

Sounds to me like the crisis stage predicted in The Fourth Turning. 

 

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I guess we shouldn’t be too surprised that the country is falling apart. With the “greatest generation” fading into memory (or fading out of memory), we are now led by an unholy alliance of spineless Baby Boomers and spoiled Millennials. Sigh.

Correction: heavy sigh.

 

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Meanwhile, Tucker Carlson doggedly, admirably continues to call out The Swamp:

 

 

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This doesn’t surprise me. What surprises me is that, while we hear a lot about YouTube, Twitter, and Facebook shutting down conservative voices, not so much with Amazon.

Some years ago, I wrote one of those user “reviews” about a book I purchased from Amazon. The book was conservative in tone, and I had mild praise for it. Emphasis on the word “mild.” But the Powers That Be didn’t like my little review and so, unlike every other review I had posted to the site, that one was deemed unworthy.

Of course, I couldn’t prove any nefarious motive on Amazon’s part. There was no explanation from the Jeff Bezos giant. All I know is that my blurb contained no profanity, nor did it have an inflammatory tone. 

 

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Who gets to ignore coronavirus restrictions: George Floyd protesters and mourners

Who must follow coronavirus restrictions: churchgoers and Republican conventioneers

 

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Every time I see one of those sign-language interpreters — and they are omnipresent these days — I am reminded of that hoax interpreter during a Nelson Mandela memorial in 2013 (above).

I mean, 99 percent of us have no idea what these people are signing. For all we know, they could be saying, “Don’t listen to this fool. Shop at Dave’s Bait and Tackle!”

 

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Everyone — OK, almost everyone — agrees that what happened to George Floyd was outrageous, and the Minneapolis cops need to be brought to justice. But after reading the above account of Floyd’s 2007 home invasion, can we please stop referring to this guy as a “gentle giant”?

Do you think that’s how the victimized woman thinks of him?

 

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Is there anything worse than being a racist in America?

Answer: Yes. Being a person who, with little or no evidence, accuses someone else of being a racist. If you do that you are, well, “human filth” maybe?

I keep hearing that, as a white American, I don’t know what it’s like to be a young black man in America. Can’t argue with that. But here’s the thing: I also don’t know what it’s like to be a cop working a dangerous neighborhood, especially during looting and riots. And neither do you.

 

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Bad timing award to Elon Musk and his astronauts. Sorry boys, but there’s too much crap going down on the mother planet. Get back to us when you land on Mars, and maybe then we’ll pay attention.

 

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Pictured above is the mayor of Minneapolis, Jacob Frey.

Look how pretty he is. He has lovely locks, he is young and handsome, and he cries in front of the TV cameras. He feels your pain, he says. He is the Oprah politician. He is Minneapolis’s own Justin Trudeau.

His city is becoming a pile of rubble. But that’s OK, because he says the right things and he looks amazing.

 

Earlier today, I had the following e-mail exchange with a female relative:

 

 

Perhaps I was a bit insensitive in describing tonight’s potential violence as “gripping TV.” Perhaps I won’t be watching it on my television, after all.

Local news is reporting that anarchists might “target” Minneapolis suburbs — such as the one in which I live. Perhaps I’ll be watching the show out my front window.

 

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The go-to-response of politicians like Frey and Governor Tim Walz when they come under fire for incompetence is always the same: lecture the rest of us.

 

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I don’t understand why Mayor Frey is so upset about all of the unwelcome visitors to his town. Since he presides over a “sanctuary city,” shouldn’t he be happy when outside agitators like antifa show up to help him thumb his nose at federal law?

 

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Memo to politicians:

 

You’ve got to get rid of this double standard in which regular citizens suspected of crimes are immediately arrested and charged, but cops who are suspected … well, the system demands that we wait a few months before we do anything. If we do anything.

You tell the public to be patient. But patience is the problem.

 

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Now that we know that the saliva ejected during the simple act of speaking is a prime means of transmitting coronavirus, just think how many lives were saved at MSNBC when they canned serial spitter Chris Matthews.

 

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Mask Winners and Losers

 

Losers:  People who invested in face-recognition technology

Winners:  Bank robbers

Losers:  Handsome people

Winners:  Ugly people

 

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TV Updates

 

 

Killing Eve airs its season finale this week. Stars Sandra Oh and Jodie Comer get most of the press, and rightfully so, but to me the funniest moments come courtesy of supporting players Fiona Shaw (“Carolyn”) and Kim Bodnia (“Konstantin”), pictured above.

Running gags like Konstantin repeatedly being surprised by women waiting for him in the dark, or non sequiturs like super spy Carolyn sitting on a park bench with her grandson – or is it her grandson? – during a consultation with Eve add inspired lunacy to some otherwise pedestrian scripts.

 

 

I’m not crazy about the Shudder series Creepshow. Too many episodes are either unoriginal from start to finish, or have lame endings. However … I really dug “Lydia Layne’s Better Half” (above). It was very good, boys and ghouls.

I had never heard of the episode’s titular star, Tricia Helfer, so I Googled her and discovered that she has been titular for quite awhile. Not sure how I managed to overlook this former model:

 

 

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Twitter has decided to allow minions of the two Jeffs, Bezos and Zucker, to, in effect, censor Donald Trump’s tweets. Yeah, that’s not asking for trouble.

Oh, and this is the guy who is Twitter’s “head of site integrity”:

 

 

Reminds me of Jacob Frey: another clueless pretty boy.

 

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Why did Zoom become all the rage, and not Skype? Is Skype going the way of MySpace and Friendster, ceding all ground to Zoom the way MySpace and Friendster, both of which predate Facebook, lost out to Mark Zuckerberg’s behemoth?

By the way, I’m with George Jetson in the picture above. I don’t know why the rest of his family (and Astro) seem so enamored of Zoom.

Zoom, in my humble opinion, sucks.

 

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Pundits are speculating that Trump’s refusal to wear a mask is a jab at the media: He doesn’t want to give them the satisfaction of a photo op of his capitulation. He’s even admitted as much.

But not everything is about Trump vs. the media.

Isn’t it more important that Trump – and other elected officials – put their masks where their mouths are to set a good example for the rest of us?

 

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by Steve Almond

 

I suspect that Almond is mostly preaching to the choir with his book about the evils of American football. If you’re already down on football, you’ll cheer him on. If you’re a fan, you’ll view him as a spoilsport.

Either way, it’s difficult to argue with many of his points. Football does cause brain damage; NFL owners do extort taxpayer money for new stadiums; college student-athletes are anything but; etcetera, etcetera.

Some of Almond’s assertions are questionable. On the “homophobia” alleged to be rampant in the NFL, he drags out the stereotype about how players who dislike locker-room showers with gay teammates are actually afraid of their own sexuality. Does that mean that women who prefer not to shower with males are, in fact, afraid of their own sexuality? Is that a flawed comparison?

But football does present a dilemma. Physical aggression is ancient and part of our DNA. I’m not sure what you do about that other than channel it somehow – like through watching football. My take: It’s best to stop supporting high school and college football. As for the pros, they are handsomely paid and they now know what they are getting into.

Watching football is like watching porn: not good for you but still a component of a free society.

 

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These low Rotten Tomatoes ratings for Escape Room (above) seem a bit harsh:

 

 

The 2019 thriller about six strangers stuck in puzzle rooms from hell combines elements of And Then There Were None and The Game, two of my favorite movies. It’s nowhere near as good as either of those two films, and it certainly has outlandish moments, but mostly it’s fast-paced fun. Better than 51 percent fun.

 

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I realize it’s a cliché to begin any sentence with: “If you had told me six months ago that [fill in your choice of  weirdness here], I wouldn’t believe it!”

But hearing Sean Hannity say “Joe Biden refuses to leave his basement!” has to go in that weirdness category.

 

And yet Biden’s polling numbers have to be — or at least should be — one helluva blow to Trump’s ego. Millions of Americans are so desperate to see Trump ousted that they are willing to vote for a mentally defective old man who is hiding in his basement. Ouch.

 

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Perhaps you think Rip’s criticism of Rachel Levine’s physical appearance is unfair. Yeah, well, so is saving your own mother’s ass while sending everyone else’s parents to nursing-home deathtraps:

 

 

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A little humility is a wonderful thing. For example: I used to routinely praise Rachel Maddow and disparage pundits like Tucker Carlson. Now I find myself doing the reverse.

Apparently I was very wrong in the past. Or I am very wrong now.

Either way, at some point I was/am wrong.

 

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Head-Scratcher of the Week:

 

 

Troy University’s Walter Givhan (above) said that his school established a COVID-19 emergency fund “to assist students, primarily, with those expenses that were completely unexpected — be it rent, utilities, travel, [or] transition to technology.”

Hmmm … rent and utilities are now “completely unexpected”? Should I go into shock when my landlord or cable company wants to get paid next month?

 

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Users of Internet Explorer (poor things) might notice recent problems on this Web site. Problems like hundreds of missing images.

We recently completed a site migration and, of course, it did not go smoothly.

Rest assured, we are working to resolve these issues by (painstakingly, tediously) revising each and every flawed link. Lucky us.

 

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Bad Education

 

Bad Education is intellectually rewarding but emotionally bereft, mostly because there are no characters to root for. And yes, that includes the charismatic high-school superintendent played by star Hugh Jackman.

In HBO’s fact-based film about scandal in Roslyn, Long Island, we watch in mounting disgust as the school officials and citizenry of Roslyn prioritize property values and glossy college resumes over other things. Little things like, oh, millions of embezzled taxpayer dollars. That is, until the high-living thieves are caught by an enterprising student journalist.

It’s highly watchable stuff; I just wish I cared more.  Release: 2020 Grade: B

 

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Downton Abbey

 

At the midpoint of this theatrical offshoot of the long-running British TV series, I began to seriously question my taste and judgment: Why on earth had I slavishly watched nearly every episode (52 of them) of this ridiculous soap opera, which aired from 2011 to 2016? In the movie, the king and queen of England are coming to visit the upstairs/downstairs gang at their fancy digs, and I am supposed to care … why?

But here’s the thing. There is a fine line between warm and fuzzy (a good thing) and cloyingly sentimental (a bad thing), and no one is more adept at finding the sweet spot than Downton creator Julian Fellowes. By the time the credits rolled on this — let’s face it – motion-picture cash grab, Fellowes had worked his magic and I was once again sucked in to the hoity-toity hokum. Release: 2019 Grade: B

 

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