Ok, what's more amazing about this story (btw, it's the basis for the title of the post...)
: the woman on the right; the display model; the actions of TSA agents; or the fact Gloria Allred is involved.
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Was doing my normal Friday lunch - the Fiesta Friday - and moseyed on up to Caliente. It's a local burrito stop that serves it up hot, fresh and fast.
Those three tenets are explained as much in the Caliente "mission statement."
Wow. A burrito joint with a mission. Now that's progressive thinking, with a side of refried and rice.
There's been a lot of scuttlebutt about the Lebron James cover photo on Vogue magazine (see left).
Bryan Burwell of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch
decried its inherent racism on ESPN's The Sports Reporters. So have others, who liken James to "King Kong" and his covermate Gisele Bundchen as "Fay Wray." In a column at ESPN.com, Jemele Hill called the cover “memorable for all the wrong reasons.”
I'm sorry, but that's just sad. I'd like to think that we, as a society which is closing in on electing a Black man to the White House, has moved on from this sort of stereotyping and racism. The cover photo is a combination of two of the World's most desirable people. A superstar athlete and a superstar model. That's it.
Lebron was quoted about the non-issue: “Everything my name is on is going to be criticized in a good way or bad way. Who cares what anyone says?”
I watch Lebron play basketball on a regular basis, or I see the highlights of his talents on SportsCenter. My typical reaction is: "man, I want to be Lebron James." (but you don't want to be Lebron, you want to be BETTER.)
Furthermore, when I saw the Vogue cover, my reaction was slightly more than typical: "man, now I really
want to be Lebron James."
Chelsea Clinton, by my observation, is a very intelligent young woman who has successfully balanced having a "normal" upbringing, despite paying dearly for growing up in that great white house.
It's no secret - I'm not the world's biggest Hillary supporter. Throughout her push for the democratic nomination, she has utilized famous former President husband as well as her daughter stumping on her behalf on the campaign trail.
Bill Clinton was a popular President and remains as such - if not even more popular. And Chelsea, perhaps due to her lack of public persona, has a draw of her own.
Now, we all know the Clinton's, um, issues. All of their (read: Bill's) dirty laundry over the years has been aired out. And by dirty laundry, I don't just mean a spooge stain on a dress...but it's part of it.
As a public persona - and if you're campaigning on someone's behalf for the office of the President, you're public - you're open to some scrutiny.
Over the last week or so, Chelsea - on a campus barnstorming Q&A tour - has been taking questions her reaction and her family's reaction to the 500 lb. intern in the room (for the record, that was more of a play on the popular idiom and not a physical characteristic of Monica Lewinsky).
I'm torn on this. First off, if you're some college know-it-all little puke who thinks you're savvy and slick by asking someone what their reaction was when reading all about her dad getting blown in the office in your house, then you need to really check yourself. Seriously, tase him, bro.
And kudos for Chelsea for keeping it together as much as possible. I'm not sure MSNBC would be able to air my response if I were here.
But to me, the bigger issue isn't the ignorance of the college-aged kid who sees his 15 seconds of YouTube fame. It's Mom & Dad.
Or their press aide geniuses. You had to know she would be subjected to this kind of crap questioning. I mean, hell, it's politics 24-7-365...eventually, you run out of actual issues to talk about. Or at the very least, it's depressing.
But if you ask me who is at fault - the puke-and-pimple college kid or the second-place candidate - it's not even close (and no cigar...boo-hiss, I know).
It takes a village to raise a child and just one village idiot to humiliate that child. Bad call, Mom.
that's all for tonight. Coming up tomorrow: TLBR's Final Four preview.