Ever since I discovered the intertooobz, Josh Marshall's Talking Points Memo has been a go-to stop every morning and afternoon. On Monday, TPM's Hunter Walker struck gold. He obtained a motherlode of texts submitted by former White House Chief of Staff Mark Meadows to the House select committee investigating the events of January 6. According to the introduction to the series posted Monday (and absent further clarification), these texts pretty much seem to fit Meadows for a shroud and make it damned near impossible for other activists and politicians to explain their way out of an involvement in outright sedition. |
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| When he really wants to get a point across the netscape over Zoom, Shaquille O'Neal leans forward in his tall blue-leather office chair to separate his towering frame from the shelving with the four Emmys behind him. His chin is down slightly, head at a bit of a tilt, as he peers into the camera like it's an actual tube. "The quicker I got through whooping everybody in the school, the quicker you know Shaq's the man," he said when I asked about his bullying other kids growing up. "So now, if you fear me, you're not going to talk about me. That's what I wanted." He leans back again, stroking at his salt-and-pepper beard or putting an index finger to his temple as he rounds out an answer. |
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| It's still not too late to get the man in your life a great gift. And when it comes to shopping for men, it shouldn't have to require you creeping into the warehouse of B&H Photo Video and sneaking out with a fresh-off-the-assembly-line gadget to impress your tech guy, or meander through the second floor of Bergdorf Goodman and fork out for a luxury gift to match his tastes. If a man is… a man, he likely has a wish list on Amazon that can be checked off, top to bottom. And that's where you should start your scavenging. |
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| A streak of orange was slowly blooming above the treetops as I loosened my stiff body and hit golf balls into the dark, unable to see where they landed. I was the only one on the driving range, and at any other time in my life I would have relished this moment of solitude, this chance to watch the sunrise before I played one of the world's truly great courses, Pinehurst No. 2. But this September morning wasn't about golf. I was there to spread the ashes of my brother, who had died five months earlier after succumbing to cancer. I placed another ball in front of me, took the club back, and tried to remember the order of movements that account for a pure strike: hips, legs, shoulders, arms, release the wrists. Over and over, I tried to focus on this, on hitting the back of each golf ball as night became day, as I neared my walk with Tim. |
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