Author Archive: Ed Driscoll

‘GUNPERSON’ IN A ‘DRESS’ BEHIND CANADA’S DEADLIEST SCHOOL SHOOTING IN DECADES, HORRIFIED TUMBLER RIDGE STUDENTS REVEAL:

High school students barricaded classroom doors with tables and chairs for at least two hours while a shooter — described as a “gunperson” in a “dress” — left nine dead and 25 injured during Canada’s deadliest school shooting in nearly 40 years.

Darian Quist, a 12th-grader, was in his mechanics class Tuesday afternoon when Tumbler Ridge Secondary School students in remote northeastern British Columbia were plunged into lockdown.

“For a while, I didn’t think anything was going on,” he told CBC. “I thought it was just like maybe a ‘Secure and hold’ but once everything starts circulating, we kind of realized something was wrong.”

Quist, his classmates and his teacher were all in the classroom — where they stayed for between two and two and a half hours — before being escorted out by cops. He did not hear the shooter go about their rampage.

Here’s the suspected “gunperson:”

Exit questions:

PROJECT MÖBIUS LOOP:

Flashback: A Word to the Wise Liberal. “This is a PSA to all male Democrat staffers: If a really hot chick goes on a few dates with you, there’s a 75% chance that she works for James O’Keefe.”

IT’S COME TO THIS: Sam Darnold’s insane California tax bill stunningly exceeds Super Bowl winnings.

Sam Darnold’s big Super Bowl win Sunday night actually ended up costing the quarterback money.

Because of California tax laws, the Seahawks star reportedly will owe more than the $178,000 he earned for helping lift Seattle to a 29–13 victory over the Patriots at Levi’s Stadium in Santa Clara, Calif.

According to Sportico, Darnold’s bill to the Golden State will be $249,000 following Seattle’s latest championship.

The outlet stated the sizable check is due to California’s “jock taxes,” which force pro athletes who don’t live in the state to fork over percentages of their yearly income based on the number of days they work in California.

The days have been dubbed “duty days,” and after the Seahawks touched down in NorCal on Feb. 1, Darnold and the rest of his team accumulated eight days total by playing in Santa Clara on Sunday night.

The next Super Bowl will be in the L.A. Rams’ SoFi Stadium, so we’ll be seeing these same articles next year. Sure California is a high-tax state, but just look at the stunning results it delivers for its citizens…

PURITANISM: The Haunting Fear That Someone, Somewhere, May Be Having Fun.

RING BUD LIGHTS ITSELF: ‘Creepy’ Super Bowl ad sparks backlash, viewers vow ‘never’ to buy this popular product.

Super Bowl commercials often spark conversation, but one 2026 ad in particular has caused quite a stir.

The home security company Ring aired a Super Bowl advertisement highlighting the AI-powered Search Party feature. When a pet owner reports their pet missing in the Ring app, Search Party kicks in on participating outdoor Ring cameras, scanning the area for the missing pet.

The commercial presented the feature as a wholesome way to reunite pets with their beloved owners, but many viewers took issue with the implications of Search Party.

“Do you see what I did there? I disguised mass human surveliance [sic] as a puppy search party,” one X user wrote.

Other social media posts slammed the commercial as “creepy as can be,” “concerning” and “invasive.”

“Marketing team at Ring Camera HQ seriously sat around and was like, ‘How do we sell unconstitutional surveillance of our citizens during the Super Bowl?’ And one guy was like “DOGS!’” one person quipped.

Another X user stated that their main takeaway from this year’s Super Bowl commercials was “never buy a Ring camera.”

One wag tweeted yesterday:

To be fair, it wasn’t just the appearance in 2023 of Dylan Mulvaney, it was the words of Bud Light’s (now-former) marketing VP Alissa Heinerscheid, attacking her (now-former) customers:

“It’s like we need to evolve and elevate this incredibly iconic brand. What does evolve and elevate mean? It means inclusivity,” [Heinerscheid] opined. “It means having a campaign that’s truly inclusive and feels lighter and brighter and different. And appeals to women and to men. And representation, isn’t it the heart of evolution?”

She went on: “We had this hangover, I mean Bud Light had been kind of a brand of fratty, kind of out-of-touch humor, and it was really important that we had another approach.”

This corporate jabber and diversity talk might wow the sisters and woke crowd. It makes many of her actual beer drinkers want to barf.

Born into a high-powered lawyer family with connections extending from Texas to Southern California and the East, she attended Groton, Harvard and then Wharton. Alissa is the ultimate brand manager and Prep-Woke Girlboss.

Alissa talks in fluent psychobabble: the trendy drivel of her finding emotional safe spaces to process her feelings, the listening and empathy, the journey and trials. In this self-scripted narrative, she overcomes uncertainty, hardship and suffering to be the best in her field, catnip for aspiring female managers. She professes to be a beacon, “bringing women along with me and inspiring the next generation of female leaders to keep moving forward and pursue careers in male-dominated industries.”

But does Alissa Gordon Heinerscheid, Anheuser-Busch’s vice president for marketing Bud Light, by far the nation’s biggest beer brand, know her product or her customers? Does she even like them? At least she could pretend.

Speaking of hating their longtime customers, in less than a decade, Jaguar went from depicting the average Jaaaaaag man like this…

….to this, which blew that brand up in spectacular fashion:

And as a result: Jaguar Land Rover designer behind woke rebrand ‘escorted from office.’

NOAH ROTHMAN: A Requiem for Communist Cuba’s Apologists.

Sure, communist Cuba has been on the “brink of collapse” before. Who would begrudge prudent observers who hold their passion in reserve as they await further evidence that Havana’s grip on power is starting to loosen? But conditions on the island have deteriorated rapidly following the ouster of Venezuelan strongman Nicolás Maduro.

If Cuba had a geopolitical project in this century that it pursued with anything like the vigor it displayed in its efforts to export Soviet-style communism around the world throughout the Cold War, it was Havana’s efforts to establish a loyal benefactor in Hugo Chávez’s Venezuelan regime. It’s not clear precisely how much of Venezuela’s sanctioned oil exports are no longer making their way to Cuba, but America’s efforts to interdict illicit energy shipments are clearly biting. That and Washington’s successful lobbying of other oil-producing nations, including Mexico, to cut Cuba off have thrown the communist regime into crisis.

In late January, the Financial Times reported that Cuba had less than a single month’s worth of oil in reserve. Already, the country’s energy stockpiles appear to be dwindling. Havana informed international air carriers this week, for example, that it will no longer be able to refuel commercial jets on Cuban tarmacs.

And thus the Doom Goblin comes full circle:

DON’T BE STUPID, BE A SCHMARTY: Does Driving a Large, Gas-Powered Truck Make You a Gay Nazi? This Pulitzer Prize-Winning Journalist Thinks So.

Journalists are the worst. Even the ones who don’t cover politics are often incapable of writing normal sentences without flaunting their sneering disdain for normal Americans. For instance, you might not believe us if we told you the Wall Street Journal‘s Pulitzer Prize-winning auto critic recently compared Americans who enjoy large trucks with gas-powered engines to Hermann Göring, the Nazi commander who founded the Gestapo and whose “martial flamboyance” fueled persistent rumors about his sexuality. But that’s exactly what he did.

The opening paragraphs of Dan Neil’s review of Ford’s gas-powered F-250 Super Duty must be seen to be believed. Even then, it’s absurd enough to make you wonder if an editor messed up by uploading the wrong text. Just a totally normal way to start a truck review:

Indeed, there are many examples of “behavior intended to signal elite social status.” In the modern context, few are more obvious than sneering at pickup trucks and the people who drive them. If your job is to write about cars, it’s certainly the most relevant option. Comparing people you don’t like to Nazis is another classic case. Most people would regard it as obnoxious preening, but such is the cost of asserting one’s moral righteousness.

When Rupert Murdoch announced Fox News in 1996, CNN’s Ted Turner compared Murdoch to Hitler, and followed up with an explanation, quoted by the Los Angeles Times [in October of 1996]: “‘The late Führer, the first thing he did, like all dictators, was take over the press and use it to further his agenda. Basically, that is what Rupert Murdoch does with his media.  .  .  .’ The Nazi analogy was too much for the Anti-Defamation League, which rebuked Turner for trivializing the Holocaust. Turner apologized, but that didn’t prevent him from likening Murdoch to ‘the late Führer’ a year later; or, in 2005, comparing the success of Fox News to the rise of Hitler.”

Now one of Murdoch’s newspapers is comparing its potential readers to Herman Goering, which in turn trivializes the Holocaust. Do multiple editors agree with Neil, or did they let his article go to print because they really, really hate him?

PAST PERFORMANCE IS NO GUARANTEE OF FUTURE RESULTS: Noam Chomsky’s Lame Excuses for His Years of Friendship with Jeffrey Epstein.

Back in 2023, Noam Chomsky confirmed to the Wall Street Journal that he received a March 2018 transfer of roughly $270,000 from an Epstein-linked account. That too was just an innocent favor, Valeria Chomsky insists.

Regarding the reported transfer of approximately $270,000, I must clarify that these were entirely Noam’s own funds. At the time, Noam had identified inconsistencies in his retirement resources that threatened his economic independence and caused him great distress. Epstein offered technical assistance to resolve this specific situation. On this matter, Epstein acted accordingly, recovering the funds for Noam, in a display of help and very likely as part of a machination to gain greater access to Noam. Epstein acted solely as a financial advisor for this specific matter. To the best of my knowledge, Epstein never had access to our bank or investment accounts.

Now, keep in mind, for just about all his intellectual career, Noam Chomsky has been a furious critic of American capitalism (“a grotesque catastrophe”), the wealthy elites of the U.S., and corporate influence over politics. He has written, “in this world there happen to be huge concentrations of private power that are as close to tyranny and as close to totalitarian as anything humans have devised… The corporations are just as totalitarian as Bolshevism and fascism.”

Recall that Epstein ran a financial management firm that catered to billionaire clients.

So just the longtime friendship with a person who had the public persona of Epstein, never mind his horrific private acts, seems like an abrogation of his stated values. The not-all-that-well hidden revelation that Epstein was a notorious sex trafficker suggests that at best Chomsky was astonishingly oblivious to a man he spent considerable time with… or he didn’t look and didn’t want to know. He was all too happy to believe that his friend was being accused by “publicity seekers or cranks.”

For what it’s worth, some big former fans of Chomsky are disgusted.

Earlier: Ben Sixsmith on “The very strange downfall of Noam Chomsky.” “If you’re younger​​ than ​​35, you might have no idea how much of the internet used to be occupied by people arguing about Noam Chomsky. Left-wingers used to fight with liberals and conservatives at insane length over the merits — or lack thereof — of the ageing linguist and anti-war commentator.” As for Chomsky’s numerous enemies on the right, “These poor souls would have had no idea that all their work undermining Chomsky’s political reputation would become unnecessary when, at a grand old age, the man himself formed a friendship with Jeffrey Epstein.”

THE CRITICAL DRINKER: The Mandalorian And Grogu – Does Disney Actually Hate This Movie? “This is your first Star Wars feature film in more than half a decade. In fact, let’s not kid ourselves here. It’s basically a Hail Mary pass in the dying seconds of the game, a final chance to tie the score before it’s all over. And it’s been treated more like just another forgettable TV show roll out. [Does Disney] know something we don’t? Do they know that the film sucks and it’s got almost no chance at the box office? So why throw good money after bad?”

“THE SUPER BOWL IS A LAGGING INDICATOR OF INDUSTRY HEALTH:”

Our industry spent $100 million on Super Bowl ads to build trust in AI.

We built the opposite.

I need to tell you about a parallel that nobody in that hospitality suite mentioned, although every person in the room was old enough to remember it.

Super Bowl XXXVI. February 2022. Crypto firms bought the ad breaks. Coinbase. FTX. Crypto[.]com. They spent $54 million collectively. The ads were flashy and confident and told 100 million Americans that the future was decentralized and inevitable and worth their money.

FTX collapsed ten months later.

Coinbase spent the following year in court.

Crypto[.]com’s CEO is now spending $70 million on AI domain names.

We spent more than double what crypto spent. I know this because Tech Brew calculated it this morning and my VP of Communications forwarded it to me with no comment. She always adds a comment. The absence was the comment.

Here is what I know that I am not supposed to say.

A lagging indicator means the peak has already happened.

It means the industry already believes in itself more than the public does. It means the money has been spent, the bets have been placed, and the audience — the 130 million people you needed to convince — sat through your pitch and felt nothing but annoyance.

I spent $8 million to learn something that a Harris poll could have told me for free.

Nobody wants what we are selling. Not like this. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But “maybe not ever” is not a phrase that survives a board meeting, so we say “not yet” and buy another ad.

The earnings call is in six weeks. When the analyst asks about brand strategy, I will say the word “awareness” and the word “consideration” and the word “momentum.”

I will not say “warm slop.”

I will not say “lagging indicator.”

I will not mention FTX.

I will not tell them about the sentiment dashboard, or the Slack message, or the eleven CMOs in the suite who watched the needle go red and poured another drink.

We will do this again next year.

In a Forbes column about Super Bowl ads 20 years ago titled “Advertising Vs. Entertaining,” Jack Trout wrote, “What’s the measure of success? Like a movie, it’s how well they are reviewed. The press is an enormous contributor to this phenomenon. Everybody weighs in on what commercials were most popular, leading to adjectives such as charming, hilarious, cute, crisp and funny. Sure, they will occasionally say a commercial is unfunny or silly, but you never read a critic saying, ‘I didn’t see a reason to buy that product anywhere.’ Hey, this is the Super Bowl, and the object is to entertain, not sell.”

Sure your merchandise may not move, or the viewers will passionately hate the new technology, but Don Draper’s successors will enjoy collecting their Clio Awards come springtime, built on your company’s advertising budget.

TWO SUPER BOWLS IN ONE!

Shot: Nevada sportsbooks see lowest Super Bowl betting handle since 2016.

Star power and excitement were way down in Super Bowl 60. So was the betting handle in Nevada.

The amount of money wagered at the state’s 186 sportsbooks on the Seattle Seahawks’ 29-13 win over the New England Patriots in Sunday’s NFL title game was $133.8 million, according to figures released Monday by the Gaming Control Board.

That number is the lowest in Nevada since 2016 ($132.5 million) and more than $50 million shy of the state’s record Super Bowl handle of $190 million set in 2024 for the first Super Bowl played in Las Vegas.

—The Las Vegas Review Journal, yesterday.

Chaser: Bad Bunny smashes the record for the most watched Super Bowl Halftime Show in history with 135.4 MILLION views.

Puerto Rican star Bad Buddy (real name Benito Martínez Ocasio) brought his Latin roots to the stadium with his catchy hits including NUEVAYoL, DtMF and EoO.

And while ring-wing commentators and President Trump were quick to criticize, it has become the most watched halftime show ever after live viewing figures were revealed.

A whopping 135.4 million people worldwide watched the show live which also saw him make history by becoming the first musician to perform entirely in Spanish at a Super Bowl.

It just beats the record set last year by rapper Kendrick Lamar whose halftime show had 133.5 million viewers.

—The London Daily Mail, today.

Going forward, the NFL really should aim for putting on a Super Bowl its halftime show can be proud of.

RING’S ‘LOST DOG’ SUPER BOWL COMMERCIAL SPARKS MASS SURVEILLANCE FEARS:

A Super Bowl commercial that features Amazon’s Ring doorbell camera triggered tremendous backlash online, with many viewers worrying that it glorifies mass surveillance.

The “Be A Hero In Your Neighborhood” ad begins with a video of a young girl reunited with her dog before jumping to a fictionalized preview of when her family pet went missing. Ring founder Jamie Siminoff explains during the ad that 10 million dogs go missing every year. The clip then cuts into a montage featuring missing dog posters stapled to telephone poles.

The commercial then shows the family using “Search Party” from Ring, which “uses AI to help families find lost dogs.”

“Since launch, more than a dog a day has been reunited with their family,” Siminoff continues as a neighborhood of Ring doorbell cameras scans and analyzes the dogs wandering by. “Be a hero in your neighborhood with Search Party. Available to everyone, for free, right now.”

Lucius Fox could not be reached for comment:

 

SASHA STONE: The NFL Used Bad Bunny to Divide America to Boost Ratings.

So what’s the play? Well, if these are the performers slated for the Super Bowl, they know exactly what the response will be. They needed the people who ordinarily wouldn’t watch the Super Bowl to turn out like they did when Taylor and Travis were the happy couple kissing after the Chiefs’ win. Bonanza ratings, like 150 million people tuned in. You think they’re going to get that number with only football fans watching?

So it was an easy way to generate a culture war and manifest a fake controversy to do two things: allow the Left to bloviate and virtue signal (mission accomplished) and force every social justice warrior and wine mom to watch the Super Bowl just to see Bad Bunny and then make their teary or angry TikTok video about HATE and RACISM and ICE!

This is their religion and their manifesto. We’ve arrived at the “No human is illegal” part of the lawn sign.

Actually, it’s even further than that, Abe Greenwald writes in his daily Commentary newsletter:

Bad Bunny’s performance at the Super Bowl last night was the first halftime show that would have benefited from the addition of a study guide. Not only was it almost entirely in Spanish, but the action and scenery were largely inscrutable, as well. I’ve now read enough supplementary material to get a general sense of things. It was a mini musical about labor exploitation, American colonialism, social inequity, Latin American pride, and Puerto Rican independence. Turns out that one of the songs Bad Bunny sang is considered a “resistance anthem” and the flag that he waved was not the official flag of Puerto Rico but that of an old independence movement. It was, in short, about trolling MAGA and owning the right.

Conservatives who are worked up about the performance are making a mistake. The halftime revolución spectacular didn’t do the left any favors. The whole thing struck me as one of those “the resistance is going too far” moments—another out-there gambit that liberals and leftists see as triumphant but that actually makes them seem unpleasant to most everyone else, not just right-wingers.

The unpleasantness has nothing to do with Bad Bunny’s being Puerto Rican or the pride he takes in his Puerto Rican heritage. I respect ethnic and national pride. I’m a Jew and an American, so how could I not? (National parades are a different story, but that’s only because they make it inconvenient to get around the city.) It’s unpleasant because devotees of a beloved American pastime don’t want an exclusionary, anti-American extravaganza shoved in their faces halfway through the fun.

But Roger Goddell does. Bad Bunny accomplishes many things for him simultaneously. He got the right – including Trump – bigly angry, which guarantees plenty of positive news coverage for the NFL from the DNC-MSM. Bad Bunny “singing” in Spanish is great for the league, because it helps sure up the next big market for expansion. A week ago, the NFL Website announced: NFL announces multiyear return to Mexico City for regular season games starting in 2026.

We all had lots of fun at the start of the day dunking on the Washington Post for running a story about Colin Kaepernick:

Former San Francisco 49ers quarterback Colin Kaepernick was top of mind for The Washington Post ahead of Super Bowl LX on Sunday.

Kaepernick was described in the story as Super Bowl LX’s “most relevant” figure despite the 49ers not making it and the subject of the story being out of football for nearly 10 years.

“The game will be played in his former home stadium, in the place where his protest made him a national lightning rod and a global symbol,” Adam Kilgore wrote of Kaepernick. “The social issues swirling around America’s largest sporting spectacle carry distinct echoes of what prompted his actions and what led to his exile. And yet he remains outside the conversation and invisible within the confines of the NFL.”

Outside the conversation? Last night was the culmination of everything he set in motion in the twilight of the Obama era. Back in January of 1976, a decade in which most Super Bowls were blowouts (err, just like last night!), long defunct Sport magazine had the headline, “Let’s Have A Super Bowl The Pre-Game Show Can Be Proud Of.” Last night’s Super Bowl was so boring that the controversy surrounding its halftime show completely overshadowed the game on the field. Which Goddell probably doesn’t mind one bit.

UPDATE: Bad Bunny Is Part of Roger Goodell’s Plan to Conquer the World.

JOHN HAWKINS: So Much of Liberalism Really is Them Pretending Not to Understand Things.

So, this has been floating around on X, and it has gotten a lot of traction because it’s so true:

Talking to liberals about political issues is nearly impossible, not just because they think disagreeing with them makes you de facto evil, but because they’re constantly feigning stupidity about so many things. Don’t get me wrong; liberals often truly believe completely ridiculous things, but they also frequently pretend not to understand the most basic concepts.

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How bad is it? Well, Matt Walsh rather famously made AN ENTIRE MOVIE about the inability of liberals to define a woman, something pretty much everyone from cavemen on has been able to handle without a lot of trouble:

Try explaining your problem with the idea of manmade global warming, socialism, or the dangers of refusing to secure the border, and they just don’t get it. Somehow, they claim that they can’t understand what you mean.

How do you have a dialogue with people who behave like this? You don’t, which is exactly how they like it.

Read the whole thing.

NO BUENO! Elmo Has Some ‘Splainin’ to Do After Creepy Reaction to Bad Bunny’s Very Adult Super Bowl Set.

There’s a reason he calls himself Bad Bunny.

Guess the NFL thought if Bunny sang in Spanish, it wouldn’t be a big deal if what he was singing was foul. What is odd, though, is seeing a Sesame Street character cheering the adult show. This proves that either Elmo doesn’t speak Spanish, or he has some serious explaining to do.

Even if Bunny didn’t sing adult songs, this is just a creepy reaction for a woke moron writing for a formerly beloved character.

We are seeing plenty of posts with Bad Bunny’s lyrics in English, but we don’t want Google coming after us (cough cough) so we’ll just include a post where you can go look for yourselves. Note, the lyrics are bad … really bad. And if he sang in English, he wouldn’t have been allowed to sing the songs he sang.

Ok, we’ll include a little since we can edit them this way; this is from “Safaera” which was on his set list last night:

Hell, what safaera
You have a f**king amazing a*s
Anything that gets you breaking the highway
Move it, move it, move it, move it

We promise, it doesn’t get better, EL OH EL.

And then there was the conclusion to his set:

To be fair though, he really had the entire stadium rocking out to his banging tunage:

Translated from Spanish: “Telemundo said they had lit up the entire stadium. Reality: 2 people dancing in a 75,000-person stadium 🤣😂”

Related:

OUTKICK THE COVERAGE: Super Bowl LX Was Forgettable And If Casual Fans Boycotted They Didn’t Miss Much. “If you boycotted the Super Bowl, you’re not alone. The New England Patriots offense also did for most of Sunday night. The Seattle Seahawks are the Super Bowl LX champions and reign over the entire NFL because they overmatched Patriots quarterback Drake Maye and the Patriots offense in a 29-13 blowout. The truth is this game had only a couple of moments when it was in doubt.”

ANNALS OF LEFTIST AUTOPHAGY:

PERCEPTION VERSUS REALITY:

IOWAHAWK ON THE SUPER BOWL ADS:

UPDATE:

HALFTIME S***SHOW: Even NFL Players Have No Idea Who Bad Bunny Is (Just Like the Rest of Us).

One of the biggest cultural gaslights from the left over the past few months leading up to today’s Super Bowl has been that we should all know how great halftime performer Bad Bunny is. And, of course, if we don’t know, we’re are (say it with us), ‘RAAAAAYYYCCCIIIISSSS!’

The truth is that before Jay-Z forced this irrelevant artist on the NFL and the nation, most of America had never heard of him. Since his selection, however, the leftist media has been trying to turn him into the biggest thing in music since The Rolling Stones. The Grammys heaped awards on him, the media has hilariously and falsely claimed that Americans are learning Spanish ahead of his performance, and everyone on the left is pretending that they’ve always been big fans.

As a part of Generation X (which still has the best music and always will), this writer thought that maybe it’s just a matter of being out of touch with the younger generations. Turns out, not so much.

Over the weekend, one reporter decided to ask the NFL players themselves (who are all pretty young) what their favorite Bad Bunny banger was. The responses they gave were nothing short of hilarious. Watch:

https://twitter.com/iAnonPatriot/status/2019831743327662508

Back in 2014, Mark Steyn explored “The Holes We Dig:”

I see that today is Courtney Love’s 50th birthday. She’s not my bag musically, but I treasure her for one brief exchange about a decade and a half ago.

Circa 1998, Miss Love, lead singer of the popular beat combo Hole, was at a Democrat fundraiser in Hollywood when the party’s presumptive presidential nominee, Al Gore, approached her. “I’m a really big fan,” gushed the Vice-President.

“Yeah, right,” scoffed Courtney. “Name a song.”

The panicked Vice-Panderer floundered helplessly for a few moments until his Secret Service detail moved in and rescued him. As first promulgated by Denis Healey, Britain’s Chancellor of the Exchequer, the politician’s First Rule of Holes is: When you’re in one, stop digging. Al introduced us to a Second Rule: When you’re with one, stop pretending to dig her.

Hole has since disbanded, but I thank Courtney Love for my favorite social intercourse between a popular singer and a politician since Sinatra sang at the 1956 Democratic convention. At the end of the number, the Speaker of the House, Sam Rayburn, went up and put his arm around him, as politicians are wont to do. “Hands off the threads, creep,” snarled Frank, to the second most powerful man in Washington.

If you said “Name a song” to Obama, the pitiful thing is he’d probably be able to. But I would love to hear Jay-Z say “Hands off the threads, creep” to him.

In 1998, Al Gore would have been 50 years old himself, and it’s understandable that, despite his attempts at pandering, a man of his age wouldn’t be expected to know a young rock star’s oeuvre. But of course, far from saying “hands of the threads, creep,” Jay-Z friendship with Obama are the reason why the NFL is placed itself in a position where it’s having a Super Bowl halftime featuring a performer that a 20-something NFL players have never heard of:

FETTERMAN CALLS FOR VOTER ID:

In accordance with the prophecy:

SNOWFALLS ARE NOW JUST A THING OF THE PAST: Climate Scientist Who Predicted End Of “Heavy Frost and Snow” Now Refuses Media Inquiries.

More than two decades ago, renowned climate scientist Mojib Latif of Germany’s Max Planck Instiute for Meterology, based in Hamburg, warned the climate-ambulance chasing Der Spiegel that, due to global warming, Germany would likely no longer experience harsh winters with heavy frost and snow as it had in previous decades.

Spiegel reported climate scientist’s prediction of harsh winters disappearing due to man’s activities. Image cropped here

In light of the current severe winter weather in Germany, Latif’s statements are facing renewed scrutiny. An article appearing in the Berliner Zeitung here notes that Latif’s prophecy has “aged poorly” and he appears to want to have nothing to do with them.

Hiding from the media

According to the Berliner Zeitung, the former Max Planck Institute scientist has recently stopped responding to media inquiries regarding his past claims. Critics argue that such drastic predictions damage the credibility of climate science, while others point out that extreme weather events—including intense cold snaps—can still occur within the broader context of climate change.

In the days of TV and print media, it was easy to run shock stories about global cooling/global warming. But the Internet makes it much easier to look up old stories and verify if the forecasts made have come true. Or if the scientists have played both sides of apocalyptic rhetoric over the decades:

(Classical reference in headline.)

QUESTION ASKED: Are You Ready for Some Football? A Review of Football by Chuck Klosterman.

Three weeks ago, my beloved San Francisco 49ers were unceremoniously dispatched from the NFL playoffs by the Seattle Seahawks, who are vying for their second Super Bowl championship today. The result didn’t surprise many; the Niners were hobbled by injuries to many of their best players and, frankly, enjoyed more than a bit of luck in getting as far as they did this past season. But every year, the Grim Reaper comes for all but one team, and my guys could not evade his grip.

More alarmingly, in his new book, the writer Chuck Klosterman predicts the Reaper will soon come for all of football, despite its wild popularity. “Football is doomed,” writes Klosterman, a self-described huge fan of the sport, and, in the future, people “are going to misunderstand why it once mattered as much as it did.” So as you mash your guacamole, ice your beers, and broil your wings in preparation for the big event, be forewarned: America’s favorite game is in trouble.

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 But the crux of the matter remains the game’s future, or lack thereof. Klosterman surveys the data on CTE, a degenerative brain disease linked to the micro-concussions football players suffer, and discerns therein the roots of the game’s undoing. “Should strangers be allowed to do very dangerous, very popular things?” he wonders. And while he answers the question in the affirmative, he’s uncertain suburban moms in the future will feel the same when it comes to their own kids. Coupling the withering of Pop Warner and high school football with the rapid deterioration of the college game—the proliferation of name, image, and likeness contracts; the destruction of traditional conferences; a transfer portal undermining team integrity—Klosterman foresees a sport whose future talent pool will soon be circling the drain, sinking the game’s culture along with it. “It will become obvious,” he predicts, “that football’s century of supremacy, originally built off the game’s ability to reflect and simulate society, had sustained itself through illusory means.”

Much like the game itself, Football isn’t for everyone. Klosterman’s discursive style is extremely idiosyncratic, which makes for lively but occasionally frustrating reading. But his fresh perspectives on the game and its future, delivered with his characteristic wit and verve, provide thoughtful grist alongside your bratwursts and nachos on this glorious day. As Klosterman asserts, “This is an expository obituary, published before the subject has died, delivered by someone who wants to explain why the victim mattered so much to so many.” Here’s hoping he’s wrong: As you watch the Seahawks battle the New England Patriots, keep in mind what you love about the game—and how it can be preserved.

The NFL is a financial powerhouse, and as we’ve seen with the recent changes to how kickoffs are played, and the virtual elimination of the onside kick as a viable comeback tool late in games, the league will continue to alter its rules ad infinitum to keep the money flowing in and pay at least a cursory nod to player safety. But those rule changes will continue to make the game look increasingly unrecognizable to how it was played in the league’s glory years.