Mental sorbet, 11
Less politics, more stuff. Like mental sherbet, but with special consideration for the lactose intolerant.
You open a pack of baseball cards. You pull out a redemption card that you know instantly is a Golden Ticket. A major league team makes you an offer. Would you or wouldn’t you?
An 11-year-old in California pulled the Skenes 1 of 1, which PSA just graded a 10/10.
He declined the Pirates’ offer.
The card is now heading to auction. If I had to guess, it will fetch close to $600K.
Not a bad pull, kid.
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If you’re looking for a film to watch this weekend and you haven’t already, try Sidney Lumet’s criminally under-seen Prince of the City (1981). At close to three hours, it requires some dedication and an empty bladder to get through; but it is one of the best police procedurals from one of the best directors of police procedurals American cinema has produced, the late Sidney Lumet. Treat Williams and Jerry Orbach star in two very underrated turns as Detectives Ciello and Levy, both neck deep in police corruption. A must-see for fans of Serpico (1973), Dog Day Afternoon (1975), The Verdict (1982), and Q&A (1990).
And hell, if you have the time, make it a double feature with William Friedkin’s fantastic — and also criminally under-seen — To Live and Die in LA (1985). Great performances from Willem Dafoe and William Peterson complement the perfect dose of Friedkin’s ubiquitous moral detachment.
Two great films from two great directors. They don’t make movies like either of these anymore. Sadly.
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In 1990, six US Army soldiers went AWOL from a listening post in West Germany. The reason? A Ouija board spirit with a hooker’s name convinced them they’d been tasked with finding — and killing — the Anti-Christ.
Here’s their story.
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So. Jennifer Anniston and Barack Obama? I dunno.
But if it’s true, Ross is going to be so pissed.
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The internet is abuzz about the declassification of government files on both Kennedy assassinations and the FBI file on Martin Luther King Jr. The usual suspects have been the most vocal — Mossad and the Jews killed John F. Kennedy because he was about to unmask them as rulers of the universe, which forced Ben Gurion to break out the space lasers; MLK was the P-Diddy of the Civil Rights movement, and back then, there weren’t no party like an MLK party! — but what’s really interesting to me will be looking at how the Warren Commission sorted the various investigative thru-lines to come to its conclusion that Oswald acted alone; and just what kind of honey traps the FBI and Hoover laid for King and his coterie.
Also fascinating: Robert Kennedy Jr doesn’t believe Sirhan Sirhan is responsible for shooting his father, believing a second gunman fired the kill shot. The RFK file being opened to RFK Jr is probably something he’ll dig into with a sense of urgency, I expect.
For his part, Sirhan, who was nearly paroled in 2022 when Los Angeles County District Attorney George Gascón took no position on his parole application, remains in prison, and takes credit for the assassination.
Bill Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn, predicatably, dedicated Prairie Fire: The Politics of Revolutionary Anti-Imperialism to Sirhan and others.
Now. When do we get the files on UAP. Or the Epstein client list?
Because those’d be lit.
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Nikola Jokic, everybody!
That he was robbed of a third consecutive MVP because a few black NBA analysts whined about “European influence” on the League — a rather vulgar racial argument disguised as a victim narrative — still makes me angry.
Jokic would have joined Wilt Chamberlain, Bill Russell, and Larry Bird as the only NBA players to achieve that honor.
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From Nick Freitas. Just because.
No lies detected, as the kids say.
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Have a great weekend, all!
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