Attorney, Special Ed Advocate, Speaker, Author, Grad of Northwestern & DePaul Universities with degrees in Environmental Engineering as well as an MBA & JD

Rosemont, IL
Joined December 2009
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For those that still don’t understand what Benghazi was all about: 🚨So here's the REAL story: Ambassador Stevens was sent to Benghazi to secretly retrieve US made Stinger Missiles that the State Dept had supplied to Ansar al Sharia in Libya WITHOUT Congressional oversight or permission. Sec State Hillary Clinton had brokered the Libya deal through Ambassador Stevens and a Private Arms Dealer named Marc Turi, but some of the shoulder fired Stinger Missiles ended up in Afghanistan where they were used against our own military. On July 25th, 2012, a US Chinook helicopter was downed by one of them. Not destroyed only because the idiot Taliban didn't arm the missile. The helicopter didn't explode, but it had to land and an ordnance team recovered the missile’s serial number which led back to a cache of Stinger Missiles kept in Qatar by the CIA. Obama and Hillary were in full panic mode, so Ambassador Stevens was sent to Benghazi to retrieve the rest of the Stinger Missiles. This was a "do-or-die" mission, which explains the Stand Down Orders given to multiple rescue teams during the siege of the US Embassy. It was the State Dept, NOT the CIA, that supplied the Stinger Missiles to our sworn enemies because Gen. Petraeus at CIA would not approve supplying the deadly missiles due to their potential use against commercial aircraft. So then, Obama threw Gen. Petraeus under the bus when he refused to testify in support of Obama’s phony claim of a “spontaneous uprising caused by a YouTube video that insulted Muslims.” Obama and Hillary committed TREASON! THIS is what the investigation is all about, WHY she had a Private Server, (in order to delete the digital evidence), and WHY Obama, two weeks after the attack, told the UN that the attack was the result of the YouTube video, even though everyone KNEW it was not. Furthermore, the Taliban knew that the administration had aided and abetted the enemy WITHOUT Congressional oversight or permission, so they began pressuring (blackmailing) the Obama Administration to release five Taliban generals being held at Guantanamo. Bowe Bergdahl was just a useful pawn used to cover the release of the Taliban generals. Everyone knew Bergdahl was a traitor but Obama used Bergdahl’s exchange for the five Taliban generals to cover that Obama was being coerced by the Taliban about the unauthorized Stinger Missile deal. So we have a traitor as POTUS that is not only corrupt, but compromised, as well and a Sec of State that is a serial liar, who perjured herself multiple times at the Congressional Hearings on Benghazi. Perhaps this is why no military aircraft were called upon for help in Benghazi: because the administration knew that our enemies had Stinger Missiles that, if used to down those planes, would likely be traced back to the CIA cache in Qatar and then to the State Dept’s illegitimate arms deal in Libya. Forward this again and again and again until everyone reads the true story of Benghazi.
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JB Pritzker on camera: Mass disruption. No peace for Republicans. Leaked audio: A network plotting to "delegitimize" the federal government names Pritzker as a co-conspirator. Connect the dots.
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Doc Severinsen asked Johnny Carson on air if he was helping "Mrs. Carson" with the Thanksgiving turkey. There was no Mrs. Carson. Doc led the Tonight Show band for 25 years. Carson was married four times, and all of it played out in public. When the question landed, Carson didn't dodge it. He corrected his friend, said he'd forgotten about that, and turned the divorce into the joke. Oyster stuffing versus bread stuffing. He lost that argument, and she got a lot more than the stuffing. Doc fired back that after so many years he sometimes forgot which wife they were on for which Thanksgiving. The audience applauded. Only a friend of 25 years can ask that question on national TV. And only a man who has made peace with it can answer it like that. Watch the clip. A cruel question, or the warmest thing two friends can do on camera?
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Hello to my Twitter followers and all of you haters, too, I have a big favor to ask. Please buy my new book, Framed, F*cked, and Freed. My publisher is pressing me to push pre-sales. We are hoping to make it on the bestseller list and the way to get on it is to sell 15-20 thousand copies by the time the book is released on November 10. I hate to be so blatant in asking but what the heck. Some of you are my friends. Your help can make my book a bestseller. And I really believe my book is interesting. It tells a story that starts with Obama, ends with Trump, and in the middle is a governor in prison with Crips and Bloods, Gangster Disciples, Sinaloa cartel drug dealers, bank robbers, and even men who committed murder. There was only one governor there-me! If you are interested in preordering a book, or two, or ten-please pre-order on Amazon.com. Your preorders would go a long way in making my book a success. Appreciate all of you!
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When Joan Kroc died of brain cancer on October 12, 2003, at age 75, she left behind a fortune built on billions of hamburgers. Then she gave away so much of it that the numbers still sound almost unreal. Born Joan Beverly Mansfield on August 27, 1928, in West St. Paul, Minnesota, she eventually married Ray Kroc, the businessman who turned McDonald’s into a global empire. When Ray died in January 1984, Joan inherited immense wealth. She could have lived quietly as the fabulously rich widow of the McDonald’s mogul. Instead, she became one of America’s most extraordinary philanthropists. Her causes were strikingly broad. She poured money into hospice care, alcoholism treatment and education, AIDS organizations, homeless services, and community programs. Deeply concerned about the threat of nuclear war, she supported disarmament efforts and gave millions to establish and expand peace studies—most notably at the University of Notre Dame’s Kroc Institute for International Peace Studies and a similar center at the University of San Diego. Over the years her gifts to Notre Dame alone totaled roughly $69 million, including a $50 million bequest that remains the university’s largest single gift. The staggering part came after her death. Her estate revealed just how much she intended to give away. More than $200 million—ultimately reported in the $220–230 million range—went to NPR, then the largest single gift in the organization’s history and one of the largest ever to an American cultural institution. Many public radio stations suddenly received sums they could never have expected from ordinary fundraising. Most of the money went into an endowment that continues to support the network. Then came the Salvation Army. Joan left approximately $1.5 billion directly to the organization (the eventual settled value commonly reported at roughly $1.8 billion) specifically to build and endow community centers across the United States. None of it was to support existing programs; half was for construction of new facilities and half for endowments to help operate them. The resulting Ray and Joan Kroc Corps Community Centers offer recreation, education, arts, and social services in neighborhoods where families could never afford private equivalents. Two decades later, 26 of the centers are open, with more than a million fitness members and millions more people served annually through programs ranging from after-school care to job training. There is something remarkable about the final destination of the Kroc fortune. Ray Kroc helped build an empire by selling inexpensive meals to millions of Americans. Joan Kroc spent her final years quietly arranging for much of that fortune to flow back into their communities. She died worth billions. Then she gave most of it away. 🌹
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Richard Nixon resigned in 1974 so he wouldn't be impeached and put on trial in the Senate. Three years later David Frost asked him whether a president can break the law, and he answered in one line: "When the president does it, that means that it is not illegal." It was May 1977. Nixon had been paid $600,000 plus a share of the profits to sit down with a British talk show host, the big networks wouldn't buy it, so Frost sold it station by station. More than 45 million Americans watched the first night, a record for a political interview. In the video below Frost asks about the Huston Plan, Nixon's 1970 program of break-ins and mail opening aimed at American citizens. Nixon sits with his chin on his hand for almost two seconds before he says it. Frost asks, "By definition?" Nixon says "Exactly, exactly," then explains that anyone who carries out a president's order can't be breaking the law, because otherwise "they're in an impossible position." His chief of staff, his top domestic adviser and his attorney general all went to prison over Watergate. Nixon never stood trial, because Gerald Ford had pardoned him on September 8, 1974, a month after he left the White House. Thirty years later Hollywood turned this exchange into Frost/Nixon, and it got five Oscar nominations. Was he wrong, or just 50 years early?
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A teenager phoned Pan Am and said someone had stolen his pilot's uniform. Pan Am sent him to its tailor and billed the $289 to its own payroll. His name is Frank Abagnale. He ran away from home at 16 with no job and no money, and says nobody would pay him more than $1.50 an hour. So he told employers he was 26. Then he began writing personal checks on a bank account with nothing in it. Shops took them. The uniform needed an ID card. He bought a model Pan Am plane, softened the decals in water and pressed them onto a blank card. By his own count he flew about 3 million miles and reached 82 countries. Hotels accepted his checks because airlines had agreed to cover crew checks up to $100. He was convicted in France, then Sweden, then the United States, and he served his time. In the video below, you see him explain the uniform call and the decal ID himself, on The Tonight Show, as the studio audience laughs and then applauds. Watch for the line about shopkeepers: "Most people don't realize how gullible the average storekeeper is." Banks later paid him to teach tellers how to spot a bad check. Is hiring a man convicted of passing them smart security, or the wrong lesson?
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Playmate Karen McDougal says Donald Trump tried to pay her right after they had sex. She refused. Ten years later, a tabloid run by his friend paid her $150,000 to stay quiet. It was June 2006. Trump invited her to dinner in his bungalow at the Beverly Hills Hotel. He was married, and Barron was a few months old. At the end of the night, he held out money. Twelve years later on CNN, the memory still hurt: "I looked at him and I said, that's not me, I'm not that kind of girl." She cried all the way home, but the affair went on for ten months. Then McDougal ended it. In 2016 Trump ran for president, and the story suddenly had a price. That August, the National Enquirer bought it for $150,000. The paper's boss, David Pecker, was a longtime friend of the candidate. Not a word was printed. In the tabloid world this is called catch and kill. That November, Trump won the White House. In 2018 McDougal broke her silence anyway. She sued to void the deal and went on CNN before any judge ruled. The tabloid backed off and let her hold on to the $150,000. In December 2018, prosecutors revealed the Enquirer's owner had admitted it paid her to keep the story away from voters. Trump denies the affair. First she refused his money. A decade later she took $150,000 to stay quiet, kept it, and talked anyway. Hypocrite, or the smartest player in the room?
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"Pod koniec 1996 albo na początku 1997 roku Ashley Judd odmówiła Harveyowi Weinsteinowi w hotelowym pokoju. On zemścił się, zamrażając jej karierę w ciszy. Dwie dekady później jej głos pomógł zburzyć jego imperium. W tamtym czasie Ashley Judd miała około 30 lat: była utalentowana, rozpoznawalna i szybko wspinała się ku hollywoodzkiej elicie. Miała już na koncie role w filmach „Ruby in Paradise” i „Gorączka”, a przygotowywała się do zagrania głównej roli w „Kolekcjonerze kochanek” — produkcji Miramax pozostającej pod wpływem Harveya Weinsteina. Weinstein poprosił o „spotkanie biznesowe” w hotelu Peninsula w Beverly Hills. W tamtych latach takie spotkania w hotelowych pokojach były w branży czymś powszechnym: prywatne, wygodne, pozornie normalne. Judd zgodziła się i przyszła. Otworzył drzwi w szlafroku. Zaproponował masaż. Gdy odmówiła, poprosił, by popatrzyła, jak bierze prysznic. Ashley powiedziała „nie”. Zachowała spokój, grzecznie się wycofała i wyszła bez sceny — tak ostrożnie, jak wiele kobiet uczy się wychodzić z sytuacji, gdy potężny mężczyzna przekracza granicę, a otwarty sprzeciw może być niebezpieczny. Opowiedziała o tym zaufanym osobom: rodzinie, przyjaciołom, współpracownikom. Ale nie zrobiła tego publicznie. W tamtych latach otwarte mówienie o Harveyu Weinsteinie mogło oznaczać koniec kariery. Weinstein nie był „tylko” producentem. On był Miramax — jednym z najpotężniejszych centrów wpływu w kinie. Tam decydowano, które filmy powstaną, czyje kariery ruszą do przodu, a czyje nazwiska znikną bez śladu. Odmowa miała konsekwencje. Ashley Judd nadal pracowała. „Podwójne ryzyko” (1999) odniosło sukces. „Gdzie mieszka miłość” (2000) znalazło swoją publiczność. Z zewnątrz wyglądało, jakby nic się nie stało. Ale coś się zmieniło. Role, które budują karierę, przestały się pojawiać. Zainteresowanie castingami gasło bez wyjaśnienia. Dobrze zapowiadające się rozmowy urywały się nagle. Projekty, które wydawały się realne, rozpływały się w powietrzu. Nie rozumiała, dlaczego jej rozwój się zatrzymał, skoro ani talent, ani profesjonalizm się nie zmieniły. Odpowiedź przyszła po latach. W 2017 roku reżyser Peter Jackson ujawnił, że podczas castingu do „Władcy Pierścieni” ostrzeżono go z Miramax, iż Ashley Judd i Mira Sorvino są „koszmarem we współpracy”. Uwierzył w to. Żadna z nich nie została obsadzona. Z czasem przyznał to, co dziś wydaje się oczywiste: „Teraz podejrzewam, że była to aktywna kampania oszczerstw ze strony Miramax”. To nie była opinia. To była kara. Weinstein zatruwał jej reputację — telefon po telefonie — przedstawiając ją jako trudną, niewiarygodną, „nie do zatrudnienia”. Nie musiało to być prawdą. Wystarczyło, że ktoś z władzą to powtarzał, a inni w to wierzyli. Ashley Judd straciła role, o których nigdy się nie dowiedziała, że była o krok od ich zdobycia. Straciła szanse, o które nie mogła nawet zawalczyć. Wszystko dlatego, że odmówiła bycia wykorzystaną. A jej historia nie była wyjątkiem. Weinstein stosował ten sam schemat wobec dziesiątek kobiet: „spotkania” w hotelach, pojawianie się półnago, presja seksualna. Odmowa oznaczała represje. Zatrzymane kariery. Zniszczone reputacje. Ciszę. Przez dekady branża o tym wiedziała. Kobiety ostrzegały się nawzajem. Agenci opracowywali strategie, by unikać jego zachowań. Asystentom mówiono, by nigdy nie zostawiali aktorek z nim sam na sam. Ale nikt go nie powstrzymał. Aż do października 2017 roku. Wtedy dziennikarskie śledztwa ujawniły lata molestowania, przemocy i umów o milczeniu. Ashley Judd była jedną z pierwszych, które publicznie opowiedziały swoją historię. Nie anonimowo. Nie półsłówkami. Z imieniem i nazwiskiem. I to miało znaczenie. Gdy ona zabrała głos, zrobiły to także inne: Rose McGowan, Mira Sorvino, Gwyneth Paltrow, Salma Hayek, Lupita Nyong’o. Łącznie ponad 80 kobiet. Wkrótce hasło „Me Too”, zapoczątkowane lata wcześniej przez aktywistkę Taranę Burke, stało się wirusowe. Miliony odpowiedziały. Rozpoczęło się rozliczenie. W ciągu kilku dni Weinstein został odsunięty od własnej firmy. W ciągu kilku miesięcy — aresztowany. W 2020 roku został skazany w Nowym Jorku i trafił do więzienia, lecz w 2024 roku wyrok unieważniono i zarządzono nowy proces. W 2025 roku, w tym nowym procesie, uznano go winnym jednego zarzutu, a w pozostałych nie zapadło ostateczne rozstrzygnięcie. Człowiek, który przez lata wydawał się nietykalny, został obnażony, osłabiony i odizolowany. Ashley Judd pozwała Weinsteina za zniesławienie i sabotaż zawodowy. Część spraw utknęła w zawiłościach prawnych, ale jedno stało się jasne: przemoc nie kończy się na samym czynie — trwa dalej w postaci odwetu. Zabranie głosu nie zwróciło jej tego, co straciła. Role nie wróciły. Impuls kariery nie odrodził się magicznie. Bycie jedną z pierwszych miało swoją cenę. Ale jej głos poruszył historię. Pod koniec 1996 albo na początku 1997 roku Ashley Judd powiedziała „nie”. W 2017 roku powiedziała „dość”. Jedno „nie” kosztowało ją lata utraconych szans. Jedno świadectwo pomogło złamać system zbudowany na milczeniu. Pamiętaj o tym, gdy mówisz o #MeToo. Rewolucje zaczynają się od tych, którzy jako pierwsi płacą cenę." za Kawa z mlekiem
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This is the Hillary Clinton I know. As some of you know, I was the Air Force Military Aide for Bill Clinton, lived in the White House, traveled everywhere they traveled, and carried the “nuclear football.” As such, I was always in close proximity to both Bill and Hill. Among the military who served in the White House and the professional White House staff, the Clinton administration was infamously known for its lack of professionalism and courtesy, though few ever spoke about it. But when it came to rudeness, it was Hillary Clinton who was the most feared person in the administration. She set the tone. From the very first day in my assignment. When I first arrived to work in the White House, my predecessor warned me. “You can get away with pissing off Bill but if you make her mad, she’ll rip your heart out.” I heeded those words. I did make him mad a few times, but I never really pissed her off. I knew the ramifications. I learned very quickly that the administration’s day-to-day character, whether inside or outside of DC, depended solely on the presence or absence of Hillary. Her reputation preceded her. We used to say that when Hillary was gone, it was a frat party. When she was home, it was “Schindler’s List.” In my first few days on the job, and remember I essentially lived there, I realized there were different rules for Hillary. She instructed the senior staff, including me, that she didn’t want to be forced to encounter us. We were instructed that “whenever Mrs. Clinton is moving through the halls, be as inconspicuous as possible.” She did not want to see “staff” and be forced to “interact” with anyone. No matter their position in the building. Many a time, I’d see mature, professional adults, working in the most important building in the world, scurrying into office doorways to escape Hillary’s line of sight. I’d hear whispering, “She’s coming, she’s coming!” I could be walking down a West Wing hallway, midday, busier than hell, people doing the administration’s work whether in the press office, medical unit, wherever. She’d walk in and they’d scatter. She was the Nazi schoolmarm and the rest of us were expected to hide as though we were kids in trouble. I wasn’t a kid, I was a professional officer and pilot. I said “I’m not doing that.” There was also a period of time when she attempted to ban military uniforms in the White House. It was the reelection year of 1996, and she was trying to craft the narrative that the military was not a priority in the Clinton administration. As a military aide, carrying the football, and working closely with the Secret Service, I objected to that. It simply wasn’t a matter of her political agenda; it was national security. If the balloon went up, the Secret Service would need to find me as quickly as possible. Seconds matter. Finding the aide in military uniform made complete sense. Besides, what commander in chief wouldn’t want to advertise his leadership and command? She finally relented because the Secret Service weighed in. The Clintons are corrupt beyond words. Hillary is evil, vindictive, and profane. Hillary is a bitch.
Barf. I know you both. Hardly. 🤣🤣🤣 The stories I’ve told…and the stories I could tell. 🤔
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奥巴马刚拿平民连锁店嘲弄白宫,美国财长就亲自坐进店里吃了一顿。 吃完走出大门,站在路边对着镜头直接开火。 建制派高高在上的精英做派,转头就踢上了铁板。 前几天,奥巴马公开拿大众连锁餐厅“芝士蛋糕工厂”(Cheesecake Factory)开涮。 他说白宫现在的装修,就像“萨达姆·侯赛因开了一家芝士蛋糕工厂”。 话里话外,全是华盛顿老精英对普通人喜好的轻蔑与优越感。 财政部长斯科特·贝森特(Scott Bessent)怎么接招? 他不发严肃声明,也不在网上隔空对骂。 他直接套上西装,走进华盛顿的一家芝士蛋糕工厂坐下点餐。 吃完走出大门,记者迎上来追问他对奥巴马的回应。 贝森特笑了笑,当场抛出两点回击。 每一句都精准砸在对手的要害上。 第一句,直接戳向奥巴马最痛的地方。 “这可是个自己建了个博物馆、结果长得像达斯·维达陵墓的人。” 他指的是奥巴马在芝加哥造价8.3亿美元的总统中心。 那座灰沉沉的巨型混凝土庞然大物,早就被全美吐槽像个阴森墓穴。 第二句,炮火直接打向民主党名流的大本营。 “我刚吃了一顿大餐,这里的饭一直很好吃。” “我真想劝劝马萨葡萄园岛(Martha's Vineyard)的那帮精英,也来尝一尝。” 一边是芝加哥那座造价8.3亿美元的水泥庞然大物。 一边是普通美国家庭周末常去的平民餐馆。 奥巴马想用平民标签来羞辱对手。 贝森特直接把战火,烧回了他们价值千万的度假海岛。
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June 6, 1944. An American paratrooper jumps into Normandy in the dark and lands on the roof of a church. By the end of the war he had been declared dead, held a funeral he didn't attend, escaped the Nazis, and fought his way toward Berlin in a Soviet tank unit. His name was Joseph Beyrle. He's believed to be the only American soldier to serve in both the US Army and the Red Army during World War Two. Beyrle was from Muskegon, Michigan. He joined the 101st Airborne, the Screaming Eagles. His buddies called him Jumpin' Joe. On D-Day night his plane was hit by flak and he jumped early. He came down on a church roof, slid off, and lost his unit in the chaos. For a few days he fought on his own, blowing up a power station and cutting German communications. Then he was captured. Here's where it gets strange. A German soldier ended up wearing Beyrle's uniform and dog tags. That German was killed. When the body was found, the Americans identified it as Joseph Beyrle. The army told his parents their son was dead. His hometown held a funeral mass for him. His obituary ran in the local paper. Meanwhile, he was very much alive, being moved from one German prison camp to another. He escaped more than once. One time he and two other prisoners jumped off a train heading east. They thought they were heading for Russia and freedom. They got lost and ended up in Berlin, where they were caught by the Gestapo, beaten, and tortured. In January 1945, from a camp in eastern Germany, he finally made a clean escape. He went east, toward the gunfire. Toward the Soviets. When he found a Soviet tank unit, he walked out with his hands up, holding a pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes, and shouted the only Russian he knew. American comrade. It worked. He asked to join them. And they said yes. For about a month, an American paratrooper rode with Soviet tank crews as they pushed toward Germany. He used his demolition training. He fought. He was reportedly welcomed by a Soviet officer who was one of the rare women commanding a tank battalion. Then a German dive bomber attacked. Beyrle was badly wounded. He was evacuated to a Soviet hospital. Soviet Marshal Georgy Zhukov reportedly visited, heard his story, and gave him papers to get to the American embassy in Moscow. When he showed up, the embassy didn't believe him. As far as the US was concerned, Joseph Beyrle was dead. They held him under guard until his fingerprints proved who he was. He made it home to Michigan in April 1945. In 1946 he got married. In the same church where they'd held his funeral. Decades later, in 1994, he was honored at the White House by President Bill Clinton and Russian President Boris Yeltsin for serving both countries. And the last twist. His son, Joseph Beyrle II, grew up to become the United States Ambassador to Russia.
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Joseph Robert “Joe” Beyrle had two sons. The elder son, Joe Beyrle II, served during the Vietnam War, but wasn’t a US Ambassador. That was the other son, John Beyrle. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Be…
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On March 27, 1997, Martin Luther King Jr.'s son walked into a prison hospital and shook hands with the man serving 99 years for killing his father. Then he asked one question. "Did you kill my father?" "No, no, I didn't." "I believe you," Dexter King said. "And my family believes you." James Earl Ray was an escaped convict. In 1968, King was shot on a motel balcony in Memphis, and two months later Ray was caught at London's Heathrow Airport. He pleaded guilty on his 41st birthday. Three days later, he took it back. In the video below, you see the meeting and what Dexter King said days later. He sounds calm, almost relieved. "I heard with my own ears, I saw with my own eyes." He says Ray never confessed. His lawyer made a deal behind his back. At 2:28, King's Pulitzer-winning biographer calls the handshake "sad and surreal." He says Ray was "probably the trigger man." Dexter King answers: "This man was set up." Ray never got a trial. He died in prison a year later. In 1999, a Memphis jury in a lawsuit by the King family found there had been a conspiracy. The Justice Department said it found no reliable evidence of one. Dexter King died in 2024, still believing someone else killed his father. Some people say the King family saw what the government never wanted investigated. Others say a grieving son shook hands with his father's killer. Did James Earl Ray kill Martin Luther King Jr.?
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Pete Rose bet about $2,000 a game on baseball - and by his own math, it ended up costing him $200,000,000. Not at the sportsbook. The bets themselves barely dented him. What the betting quietly took instead of his money is the part that should scare you Here’s the part nobody does the arithmetic on. $2,000 a game sounds like a rich man’s hobby, something he could cover forever. But baseball runs 162 games a season, and Rose didn’t miss many - so the “small” bet was never small; it was over $300,000 of action a year, year after year, and not one of those bets was ever large enough to scare him into stopping. That’s the thing the house understands and you don’t: ruin never arrives as one bet you’d feel. It assembles itself out of amounts you’d wave off, until the total is a number you’d never have agreed to in a single sitting And forget the image of the gambler who can’t win. Rose got 4,256 hits, more than any human who ever played - the most disciplined, most clutch competitor the game has produced - and that is exactly why he couldn’t walk away. The loser quits; he runs out of money and the night ends for him. The winner gets no such mercy. Rose mostly won his bets, and every win whispered the same thing it whispers to you: see, you’ve got an edge, you can handle this. Winning isn’t the reward the house pays out. Winning is the leash it keeps you on Then there was the bet he’d never have called gambling at all - he bet on his own team, the Reds, to win. His own work, his own edge, the one outcome he was sure he could read better than anyone. For 14 years he swore he’d only done it as a manager, until a notebook surfaced proving he’d done it as a player, in uniform. It felt like confidence, not a wager - and that’s what cost him everything the $200,000,000 really was: not chips, but the endorsements, the broadcast booth, the Hall of Fame his 4,256 hits had already earned. The bets you don’t count as gambling are the ones that take the most, because you never set a limit on them. He said it himself, flat: “I hate that inscription. I wish I hadn’t done it. It cost me $200 million.” So picture the greatest hitter who ever lived at the end of it - not in Cooperstown, but at a folding table at a card show, signing “I’m sorry I bet on baseball” on baseballs for cash, because the apology was the last thing the betting left him that he could still sell. And you’d tell yourself you’d have stopped sooner, that you’d never stake the one thing you can’t buy back. So would he. 4,256 times he did the hard thing exactly right, and a habit he was certain he controlled took all of it anyway Baseball finally cracked the Hall of Fame door open on May 14, 2025 - seven months after they buried him. The one payout he’d chased for 30 years, released the moment he could no longer collect it So be honest about the one you’re sure you’ve got handled - the habit, the position, the edge you don’t count as a risk because you win at it. Do the arithmetic you’ve been avoiding: the small number, times how often, times how long. And when the bill comes due in something money can’t buy back - will “sorry” be the only thing you’ve got left to sell?
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Roy F. McCampbell retweeted
Bill Cosby thought the interview was over when he asked an AP reporter to make sure his answer about the rape allegations never aired. His microphone was still on, and the AP released the tape. It was November 2014, and he was there to talk about his art collection. A few weeks earlier a comedian had called him a rapist on stage, the clip went viral, and accusations that had been around for years were news again. So the reporter asked. Cosby smiled and shook his head. "No, no, we don't answer that." His wife Camille sat next to him. Then the interview ended. Both of them were still wearing microphones, and the camera was still running. In the video below Cosby appeals to the reporter's "integrity" and says he would appreciate it if the footage was "scuttled." "I think if you want to consider yourself to be serious, that it will not appear anywhere." Two weeks later the tape was everywhere. More than 60 women came forward. In a 2005 deposition he had admitted getting Quaaludes to give to women he wanted to have sex with. He had paid one accuser about $3.4 million. In 2018 a jury convicted him of drugging and assaulting her. He got 3 to 10 years. In 2021 Pennsylvania's Supreme Court threw out the conviction, because a prosecutor had promised back in 2005 not to charge him. He walked out that day. He was never declared innocent. He just went home. Was the court right to free him over a promise made 16 years earlier?
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Say what you will about JB Pritzker: the man can balance a busy schedule. Plotting outright sedition on Monday, assembling ex-military brass on Tuesday, and hiking your tolls and taxes by Friday. Impressive.
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Roy F. McCampbell retweeted
Every time somebody buys a Gatorade, the University of Florida gets a cut. It has added up to more than $500 million. And it all started because a football coach asked a kidney doctor why his players were not going to the bathroom. Here is the whole thing. It was the summer the Florida Gators were melting in the heat. Players were landing in the infirmary with heat exhaustion. Guys were losing as much as 18 pounds in a single game. An assistant coach named Dwayne Douglas took the problem to a doctor at the university named Robert Cade. A kidney specialist. His question was simple. He wanted to know why his players were losing all that weight and barely going to the bathroom. Cade figured it out fast. They were sweating so much there was nothing left. So he and his team tested 10 freshman players. Their blood sugar was low. Their fluids were low. Everything their bodies needed was pouring out of them. Cade went to work on a drink. Water, salt, sugar, a few other things. The first batch tasted so bad that none of the doctors could get it down. His wife, Mary, had an idea. Add lemon juice. Head coach Ray Graves would not risk his varsity on it. He gave them the freshmen. So the freshmen got the drink in a scrimmage against the varsity B team. The B team led 13 to 0 at halftime. In the second half the freshmen ran them off the field. Graves wanted it for the varsity. Right now. The next day Florida played the LSU Tigers in 102 degree heat. The doctors stayed up all night mixing 25 gallons. LSU wilted in the fourth quarter. Florida won 14 to 7. They became known as a second half team. A little over a year later they played the Georgia Tech Yellow Jackets in the Orange Bowl and won 27 to 12. Georgia Tech's coach, Bobby Dodd, was asked what happened. "We didn't have Gatorade." They named it after the team. Today it is everywhere. It is on every sideline, and coaches get it dumped on their heads after wins. Here is the honest part. Gatorade did not win all those games by itself. Florida also had Steve Spurrier at quarterback, and he won the Heisman Trophy that season. Cade liked to point out one funny thing about Florida's Heisman winner. "He drank Coca-Cola." Cade passed away at 80. He spent the rest of his career at Florida, still teaching and still seeing patients into his 70s. And the money from that one question is still pouring in. Florida has put it into cancer research, startups, sea turtle conservation and cooler football pads. All because a coach wanted to know why his players were not going to the bathroom.
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Oficial soviético posando con chicas cubanas jóvenes en la playa de Santa María, 1988. La isla de Epstein se quedó pálida ante la isla de Fidel Castro. Durante años, el castrismo permitió la pedofilia, el abuso y la corrupción de menores, no solo de los turistas que viajaban a Cuba a buscar sexo joven y barato. También lo hizo con los técnicos extranjeros, los militares y todas las figuras académicas y artísticas que hicieron del país un lugar de encuentro constante. Y nunca hubo una respuesta contundente de las autoridades contra los padres que permitían o incentivaban que sus hijas se convirtieran en jineteras o se casaran con extranjeros para mejorar el aspecto económico. UNICEF nunca se pronunció. Las denuncias salieron de los ciudadanos, a pesar de que era de conocimiento público que en cada barrio cubano las figuras del proxeneta, la prostituta y el turista se mezclaban con la desidia de padres irresponsables y corruptos. Ana Belén, Víctor Manuel, Chico Buarque, Gabriel García Márquez, Maradona, entre otros, hicieron de La Habana un burdel cultural y una pista de aterrizaje sexual. He contado antes que trabajé como intérprete con un funcionario de Gambia que me pidió buscar una chica y meterla en el maletero del carro de protocolo que le habían asignado para poder entrarla a una zona protegida. Desde 1959, Fidel Castro convirtió a Cuba en el basurero y el prostíbulo del mundo.
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Roy F. McCampbell retweeted
Pritzker’s Illinois: the numbers • Taxes are up $1,434 per person since Pritzker took office. • State spending has grown $18 billion (51%) since 2019 — nearly double inflation. • Illinois now has the highest property taxes in the nation. • State & local pension debt totals $218 billion — even $1M/day wouldn’t cover it for centuries. • Illinois lost 2,616 businesses to other states (1994–2023), with losses accelerating since 2017. • Gas tax doubled in 2019 and now stands at 48.3¢/gallon, costing drivers about $143 more per year. Sure Jan, you’re doing good…..
If you work a full time job, you should have enough money to put food on the table, to see your doctor when you're sick, and to save for retirement. We can and we ought to make that happen.
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