This had stupid Chelsea Clinton on the cover, but had an article inside about the death of Sean Bell (that's the dude that got shot the night before his wedding in NYC outside a strip club). The article pretty much just affirmed everything I already suspected, even though I didn't know hardly any details about the story - cops are idiots, and wannabe thugs ended up getting shot at by idiot cops, including one who pumped 31 rounds who was of course the white one. Al Sharpton is involved, and I haven't seen any funny drunk Al Sharpton interviews in over two years, which is making my love of the fat man sort of drop off. He seems too serious and ambulance-chaser-like, like a New York city centralized version of Jesse Jackson rather than a freaky permed hair R&B aficionado who dabbles in dark-skinned rabble-rousing. The odd thing about this article though is it all sort of built up to the end, where it started mentioned Bell's widow (although technically she's not a widow), who seems to be moving towards an activist nature, making you feel like something good may have come from all this senseless sensational manslaughtering. Except as soon as they start to give you some info on her, the article is over. Just like that. That strip club the Bell dude got shot outside of, it looks like a swank ass joint. Having so few strip clubs in Virginia, we don't have the sheer mass of perverted humanity to have hardcore dank-ass run-down strip clubs like that (although they do in West Virginia!).
I could barely even get into the Chelsea Clinton article. I'm as sick of the stupid fucking Clinton family as I am the stupid fucking Bush family.
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