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D’s Notes

Day four of “Eastern Standard Time”. I fell asleep before kick-off Monday night, waking when it was already 10-0 Miami. I’m struggling with the concept of being an hour ahead of most of my coworkers (why aren’t they in the office at 6:30 in KC when I turn the laptop on?). Also, finishing my workday around 5:00 local time and still getting calls for an hour is odd. I’m sure my West Coast clients appreciate the voice mails I leave them at 5:00 AM their time. The rest of the world changes their clocks. In Indiana, you have to change your life.

Anyone catch the NBC Nightly News last night? Some outstanding publicity for the state of Kansas. Our favorite wacko minister from Topeka (name purposely not used here, but we’ll call him FP. E-mail me if you don’t know whom I’m referring to.) and his followers are back in Casper, WY trying to place a monument in a public park saying that Matthew Shepard “entered hell” the day he died. “We’re not preaching human hate, we’re preaching God’s hate. And God hates those who live lives of sin,” a group member said. Casper is having trouble stopping them because, get this, they have a monument to the Ten Commandments in the same park. City lawyers say allowing that to stay put opens the doors to anyone else who wants to put a monument in the park. Ironic, isn’t it? You might think to yourself, “Let’s see how Mr. First Amendment feels about this one.” I think FP and his phollowers are all mentally ill, harboring more issues than we can ever imagine, but that doesn’t mean that they can’t spew their hatred. In fact, in this case, I think it’s made a lot of people who wouldn’t normally be protective of a gay man’s legacy realize that it deserves preservation. Sometimes it takes people like FP, the Klan, and Louis Farrakhan to get the general public to understand that a fringe issue really isn’t that fringe. I don’t feel as strongly about religious monuments in parks, etc. as opposed to court rooms (Come on, it’s a park. Your kid can still run around and play if the Ten Commandments are posted and you’re an Atheist. Get over yourself.) but this is exactly the can of worms I was talking about. You can’t selectively open the door to certain religious views and keep others out. FP may be living in a world that hasn’t evolved in thousands of year, but he’s still sharing what he believes to be his religious truth. The most horrible thing is Shepard’s family has to relive his death again through all this.

Tom Brokaw’s reaction to the report was classic. Leading into a commercial, Tom said, “We’ll be back in a moment,” then let out a long, heavy sigh. Fair and balanced indeed!

The Shaq-Kobe drama is absolutely awesome! I’m loving every minute of it. I’m not totally convinced it’s all real. I have a hard time believing Phil Jackson would let it get to this point if it was 100% true. Two of the most media savvy players in the game today, a big off-court distraction, and I’m supposed to believe they aren’t somehow playing us? Fake or not, it’s been fantastic to read/watch. Two NBA superstars, and teammates no less, ripping each other up and down in the media. This is how people get killed in the hip-hop world (Another reason I’m not convinced it’s real. They sat next to each other on the bench last night.). In a time when loyalty is to contract and agent rather than team and city, when pre- and post-game get-togethers by opponents are commonplace, and where everyone tries to avoid bulletin board material, these exchanges are a throwback to the glory days of the 1970s when everyone hated everyone else. On TNT’s always-brilliant studio show last night, Charles Barkley looked at his cohosts and said, “If any of you all ever call me fat, I’m kicking all your asses.” I want to see Shaq go after Kobe. Maybe toss him around the gym a little. Exclusive footage by a local reporter that just happened to still be in what was supposed to be a closed workout. Grainy, out-of-focus footage of Kobe slamming into some chairs as Karl Malone attempts to stop the Diesel from closing in to finish the job. Of course, we’ll never actually see a punch or any other contact, so we’ll never know what really happened. This needs to happen, and sooner rather than later.

Boo to everyone who gave Kobe standing ovations during the preseason. Innocent until proven guilty, yes. But there was nothing good that has come out of the early testimony, even if we ultimately learn it was a consensual encounter. I don’t expect much out of anyone in the public eye, certainly not fidelity. But Kobe has held himself up to be different, better, more committed than others his entire career. He’s benefited greatly from that image. I don’t think you applaud the man for being just like everyone else. Worse than everyone else, really. I wonder how many of the people that applauded him had their kids next to them but were whining about, “What will I tell my kids?” during the Clinton impeachment. I finally have a tangible reason to dislike Kobe. I was never sure why I didn’t like him, but now I am.

D’s Notes

No 18-hour football watching session yesterday. My step-dad was visiting, so we took him down to Bloomington for the day. You will be relieved to hear the Colts sold out in time for their thrashing of the Titans. Since they missed the blackout deadline, though, the only highlights available here were those shot by local stations from the sidelines. That’s how hard core the NFL is: if you can’t sell your game out at least 72 hours in advance, you can’t expect to see network highlights on local stations either.

The big news here, of course, was Governor Frank O’Bannon dying. He looked a little like Mel Carnahan (O’Bannon, Carnahan, that makes sense). His politics were similar. And they both had demeanors that made you forget they were lifetime politicians and probably pretty ruthless when they wanted to be. Gov. O’Bannon just looked like a nice, old man. New Governor Joe Kernan was ready to end his political career. He had no interest in running to replace his close friend this year. Now, he’s forced to fill the final four-months of O’Bannon’s term. When politicians die, you always hear heartfelt eulogies from friends and foes, and lengthy discourses on everything they did for their constituents. I don’t think any of those obligatory remembrances of Frank O’Bannon were forced or less than genuine.

We finally watched Bowling for Columbine last night. I thought it was interesting so much of the movie that is specific to the Columbine shooting takes place in the first 45 minutes. It makes sense, when you take into account that Michael Moore is looking for what causes the high level of gun violence in the US. But you would expect that the entire movie would lead up to the security footage of students hiding in the library, then fleeing as the gunmen made their way into the room. My sympathies on the subject lie with those who would put limits on certain types of weapons and ammunition. But I felt it was a fairly evenhanded portrayal of the subject. It’s really a movie that I would write for hours about, but since it’s Monday morning, this is really all I have in me.

The University of Kansas is 2-1!!! That one is looking very ugly now, as Northwestern clearly peaked in the rain in Lawrence (are they mudders?). But the two is looking more impressive as UNLV ran all over Wisconsin in Madison Saturday. Something tells me Erick R. was running up and down his street without a shirt Saturday afternoon. The heartbreak of college sports is having a player like Bill Whittemore, who has single-handedly won a couple games and kept KU in other games in his career, when there’s very little talent around him. Next year, when he’s moved on and the offensive line, defense, and receiving corps are maturing, we’ll be busy breaking in some new quarterback.

Is it just me, or is Colorado the polar-opposite of Kansas State? I heard K-State ripped on CBS, ABC, and ESPN Saturday for their scheduling. Sure, CU takes a beating early each year (Colorado State, UCLA, Washington State, and Florida State this year), but they also have two straight Big 12 North first place finishes. The murderous quality of their non-conference schedule seems to prepare them well for the rigors of the B-12 season. I think CU and KSU should swap schedules next year so we can see what happens.

My first local recruiting effort has been aborted before it could get started. A.J. Ratliff, a 6’2’’ guard from Indianapolis that KU was recruiting, committed to Indiana over the weekend. That’s a shame. The kid will never know what kind of love he’s missing out on by not having me at his games this winter.

Kobe

Like there hasn’t been enough talk about Kobe Bryant already, and now I’m going to jump in and say some words. I’m commenting more on the media attention than the alleged act or Kobe himself. It’s utterly ridiculous. MSNBC pretty much stopped all programming yesterday to spend a couple hours covering Kobe’s appearance in Eagle, CO yesterday. They continually showed a 20 second clip of Kobe walking from his Suburban to the courtroom while waiting for the session to start. 20 years from now, I’m going to remember how Kobe reached back and helped his lawyer hop out of the back seat because I saw the damn video 9,000 times.

(“So,” the astute reader might ask, “what the hell were you watching for it you are prepared to rant about it?” Well, I knew Keith Olbermann was hosting the coverage, so I figured I’d watch and see if he did it straight, or if he shared any of his thoughts. In the time I watched, he played it straight. But I got annoyed and went for a run at 5:15 so he may have done more later. Arnold’s announcement kind of interrupted his coverage on Countdown.)

Kobe is arguably the best basketball player in the world. He plays for the most recognizable team in the world. Sure, his Nike contract was only half of what LeBron got, but he’s still making about $25-30 million a year from all sources. I get all this. But does that really warrant all the attention? I’ve heard Kobe’s name more than I’ve heard WMD, tax cuts, Saddam, or Osama in the last week.

Not to belittle the alleged crime, because if he’s guilty he deserves the maximum criminal punishment, a hefty civil suit, and his wife to take at least half of his money, but is it really worth all this attention? Last time I checked, North Korea is closer to nuclear weapons than Iraq ever got (and are more willing to sell them to others), the Indonesian government may crack down on Muslims in a manner that could make Southern Asia as inhospitable as the Middle East, and events in Liberia could lead to a new round of long-term Western involvement in Africa. Yet the media is willing to send more resources to cover a court appearance by a basketball player (“100,000 journalists” according to the Daily Show’s Jon Stewart) than tackle some of the tough issues.

I don’t know where the blame lies. With the mainstream media for shoveling lowest common denominator news at us but wrapping it in the guise of being investigative, hard hitting, and informative? Or with us in the public for not demanding more and tuning in to watch Barbara Walters interview the Monica Lewinskys of the world in far greater numbers than we watch the State of the Union?

Da Mayor

The whole point of Weblogs (for those new to the concept) is to give people forums for instantly commenting on events. There are political blogs, where professional and amateur writers comment on events as they happen, often updating throughout the day. There are blogs that are used as diaries by regular people. If I see a really cool sunset, I’m supposed to run inside and let you know all about it. If I had access to a blog on April 8, I would be expected to pour my grief into the site for all to witness. So I’ve kind of missed the point by waiting a week to share this entry. But trust me, it took that long to digest and begin to make any sense of it. I’ve felt like Chandler Bing: “Too….many….jokes….”

Noblesville, IN mayor Dennis Redick was out for a fun night at the Verizon Wireless Music Center a week ago. Noblesville can best be compared to someplace like Liberty for the KC crowd: affluent, distant from the urban core, a little sleepy. We’re not talking about Watts, Oakland, or even Raytown here. Anyway, Da Maya took in the Jimmy Buffett concert with his live-in girlfriend, Sylvia Clemons. (I just noticed her last name. This is even better than I thought.) After an enjoyable evening of singing along to “Margaritaville” and “Why Don’t We Get Drunk and Screw?” the couple retired to their limousine. Details are sketchy, but something caused a ruckus, and before anyone knew what was going on, their idyllic night was shattered and the limousine driver was forced to pry the good mayor’s hands from the neck of Ms. Clemons. (Wow, I still am having trouble with that. Her name really is Clemons? He was choking her? It’s almost too much…)

Redick was arrested, charged with a couple misdemeanor charges of battery and domestic battery, spent the night in jail, and faced the world last Monday. He made sure everyone knew that he had neither asked for, nor received, any special treatment. Bravo. Ms. Clemons issued a statement stating she had started the altercation, and Mayor Redick was in fact holding her hands to stop her punches, rather than choking her. The Mayor’s ex-wife publicly stated her support for him, and added that in 30 years of marriage, he had never laid a hand on her.

Ahhh, but the mayor is a politician, and where there are politicians, there can also be found power struggles, old slights, and ambition. The county Republican Party quickly rescinded support for Redick in the upcoming general election. They vowed to support an independent candidate, which could come from a pool of several candidates he barely defeated in the recent primary. Democrats, seeing an opportunity to gain office (something that comes along about as often as a solar eclipse in suburban Indiana) quickly offered a challenger who had lost an election as recently as a year ago! The city council, in a nasty debate, voted down a resolution asking Redick to resign by a 5-4 margin. As of today, Redick remained in office, and was shouting wildly about how the US Constitution was still in effect and he was innocent until proven guilty (astute use of the Constitution in the week of our nation’s birth!). His ex-wife said he was the victim of an attempting lynching. And I could be mistaken, but I think life went on as normal over the weekend in Noblesville.

Just a tremendous story, loaded with stuff to comment on. You can see why I’ve had trouble composing my thoughts. Where to begin?
Domestic violence: never a good thing. Let’s assume that the mayor wasn’t under the influence of any substances, legal or otherwise. I don’t care if your lady is smacking you around, you don’t put your hands anywhere near her throat and force her against an automobile.
Perhaps those that say margaritas and second hand marijuana smoke can’t make people belligerent are wrong.
What’s the deal with people named Clemons and domestic battery charges related to choking?
There’s nothing like a good public screw-up by an elected official to get the political vultures out and pouncing. “If Redick would just smack that girl friend of his, we’d have our chance.” (Please note, making light of domestic abuse is also never good. I’m making fun of his opponents.)
I love public figures that find themselves in sticky situations and remind us about the concept of innocent until proven guilty. They’re pretty much saying, “Get off my back until I’m convicted” aren’t they? Civics lessons from people who manage to get into fights with domestic partners in public parking lots are generally missed by the masses.
Ex-wives who come to your defense are true gems. One wonders if the former Mrs. Redick spent the remainder of last week in her home baking cookies (a semi-obscure reference for the true political junkies out there).
And using the term lynching when talking about a white, middle class, Republican, elected official never gets the desired effect.

All I know is I’m happy I live in Carmel, IN, where the city council is too busy pissing everyone off with the school redistricting plan to have time to go to concerts, get liquored up, and smack around their live-in love interests.

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