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These Days: Monday, July 1st, 2016



Teflon Trump: “Donald J. Trump reeled on Sunday amid a sustained campaign of criticism by the parents of a Muslim American soldier killed by a suicide bomber in Iraq and a rising outcry within his own party over his rough and ethnically charged dismissal of the couple.” I am not sure this is close to enough to derail Trump’s campaign, it looks like he will get away for his comments denigrating an American-Islam Gold Star mother. If this doesn’t stick, I don’t know what will.

Recorded: I’ve had the Drake-Future setlist in heavy rotation, and it sounds better with every spin. I am considering doing the same for Paul McCartney but I know his material so well, there is no serious reason to do so. Meanwhile, Creedence Goes Spanish has my serious attention.

Live: Drake on Friday, McCartney on Sunday and Barbra Streisand a week on Saturday… Blink 182 somewhere over there in the distance…

Theatre: The one time I saw the dreadful “Cats” on Broadway, one of the human cats sat on my knee. The sort of trauma that you never fully recover from. Well, they’re back, and as the New York Times has warned us: don’t mess with success. Well, how they can survive without Betty Buckley I don’t know.

Death: My high school friend, and Saudi billionaire several times over, Walid Juffali, died on July 24th at the age of 61.  When I knew him, he was a terrific guy and he has left us too soon. His family is an historic enemy of the House Of Saud, the only folks who could make his $6B (yes, B), fortune look like paupers. RIP buddy.

Sports: The trading of Andrew Miller is absolute proof that if nothing else the Yanks are serious about 2017, and, more likely 2018. They just lost their fourth straight. The Rays swept them.




1 Comment

  1. Dick Destiny on August 1, 2016 at 4:47 pm

    This kind of news doesn’t have any effect on the people who are going to vote for him and against HRC. They don’t care which is not the same thing as saying they’re equally loathsome or stupid. Many of them obviously know exactly what he is and will vote for him to throw a bomb into the establishment and Clintonism. While there MIGHT be more productive ways to show your dissatisfaction with the rigged system that we have, it’s still an understandable human reaction. The constant crying and going “look, look, look how horrible he is!” and the we’ll all be doomed if he’s president thing that comes out of our side, the so-called betters, which should be seen as pathetic sneering, deserves being the target of a bean ball. By now everyone knows the score.

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