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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Apologies for the sporadic entries. Started New Job this week and so far, so good. Cool part - I will be getting a Security Clearance. That involves an extensive background check. Hmmm - wonder if the Feds will read my blog.

Well, looks like the honeymoon's over for Bush. The Intelligence Reform Bill is in limbo, and his plans to spend money on new "nucular" weapons were squelched by Congress. The same Congress that's controlled by the GOP. The RINO's, both conservative and moderate, are not playing ball. I'm sorry - did someone say "political capital"?

Of course, the big story this week, a harbinger of the Apocalypse, the End Of The World As We Know It, was the Big Brawl in Motown. Enjoy your NBA while you can, folks, because this time next year it'll be gone, replaced by badminton or golf or some other non-offensive sport. Everyone in the Sports Talking Head Community is saying the same thing: this is the crux, the moment in which the NBA puts its gradual decline into overdrive.

Which, of course, is hogwash. This is the best thing that could've happened to the NBA.

The Artest Show was pure entertainment. Yeah, some punches were thrown, but no one was hurt. Comedy - Artest lying on the scorer's table in protest, Jared from the Subway ads trying to "front" (as the kids say) and getting a beating for it, gallons of beer dumped on the Pacer wounded as they retreated to their locker room, commentator Jim Gray's voice quavering - quavering! - as he fought back tears, trying his best to emulate his apparent idol, the announcer on the scene when the Hindenburg turned into a Roman candle ("Oh! The humanity!"). I'm actually bitter that I only saw the replays, and wasn't watching the game live.

Now, I don't think the Pacer lads should've advanced into the fray, and I think the suspensions handed out are appropriate. But let's be frank - this has generated interest in the NBA, from the curious who've never watched a game to the fans who only tune in during the playoffs. (I watch the Lakers on a regular basis, and the Lakers-Kings games during the regular season are just as charged and exciting as the post-season). So while Stern condemns Ron Artest and his fellow pugilists Stephen Jackson and Jermaie O'Neal, he ought to be putting them at the top of his Christmas list. (Props must go to Ben Wallace, for being the Scariest Man in The NBA. That 'fro, on top of a 7 foot bohemoth, is a truly terrifying combination. Shaq, if you're reading this, you need to think about adopting the look.)

Have a Happy Turkey Day. Talk to you next Monday.

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