From the Fallout 3 Soundtrack:
From the Fallout 3 Soundtrack:
Rolling Stones Matt Taibi is in rare form speaking about the incredible settlement HSBC was given after admitting to laundering billions in drug money:
If you’ve ever been arrested on a drug charge, if you’ve ever spent even a day in jail for having a stem of marijuana in your pocket or “drug paraphernalia” in your gym bag, Assistant Attorney General and longtime Bill Clinton pal Lanny Breuer has a message for you: Bite me.
Breuer this week signed off on a settlement deal with the British banking giant HSBC that is the ultimate insult to every ordinary person who’s ever had his life altered by a narcotics charge. Despite the fact that HSBC admitted to laundering billions of dollars for Colombian and Mexican drug cartels (among others) and violating a host of important banking laws (from the Bank Secrecy Act to the Trading With the Enemy Act), Breuer and his Justice Department elected not to pursue criminal prosecutions of the bank, opting instead for a “record” financial settlement of $1.9 billion, which as one analyst noted is about five weeks of income for the bank.
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I’m SHOCKED. After the near collapse of the world economy in 2008 who would have ever imagined that the banks and their executives would continue to break the law with reckless abandon, and when caught, get another slap on the wrist?
If the NHL lockout was a sci-fi horror movie, fans would have long ago dusted off the planet and nuked the league from orbit. But NHL owners are not acid-blooded homicidal aliens bent on our destruction…are they?
In that spirit I thought I would share the updated hockey section of my holiday wishlist:
1. Betteman/Fehr head tree topper.
2. Backyard fire pit rated to burn puck shaped rubber discs, nylon sweaters, and hopes and dreams.
3. Need a stocking stuffer? How about a 20 ounce can of Bud Light freshly poured into the finest wax-coated paper cup money can buy? Throw in a crumpled and wet handful of ones and leave the empty under the tree for the authentic experience.
4. For the person who has everything – a service to drive and park your car near the stadium until you get a parking violation or get towed. Aahhhh, gives me a warm feeling inside just thinking about it.
5. Ok, enough fun – how about a job for all the regular employees teams and businesses were forced to let go – you know, the people whom the NHL and teams constantly referred to in the past as ‘family’?
6. Last but not least – cancel the season. We’ve had enough. Fans are tired of your greed, senseless posturing, and frustrating press announcements, and we’re tired of being tired, and we have better shit to do in our lives than wait for millionaire’s and billionaire’s to reach the conclusion they want to start taking our money again.
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Now I know you, NHL and NHLPA, might not even acknowledge this breakup letter since you’ve been roundly ignoring me lately. But I’ve been reassessing our relationship lately and realized I don’t love you anymore. Sure, I still love the old you and the idealized you, but it’s just not the same anymore. We need to break up and there’s no ‘let’s just be friends’.
I’ve known you since we were kids. I’ve gone to 100’s of hockey games during my life and was a season ticket holder for 5 years. I’ve watched you on TV as much as your dismal media contracts and policies would let me. I have jersey’s, t-shirts, jackets, underwear, pajamas, stickers, pucks, etc. out the wazoo. I played fantasy hockey for the past twelve years and obsessed over the stats of nearly every player in the league. I’ve celebrated some of my most important accomplishments and life events with you at the stadium – getting engaged, getting that new job, moving back to St. Louis. I’m happy and boisterous when you win and I’m sad and pissed off when you lose.
In other words, I drank the kool-aid early and often and kept coming back for more through all the previous strikes and issues in the NHL. I purposefully overlooked and forgave your past transgressions, not to mention your complete and callous disregard for my own opinion on hockey matters.
You’ve given me excitement and entertainment over the years but it’s just not enough for us to stay together any more and maybe not even enough for us to ‘just be friends’. So, consider this abusive and one-sided relationship over…and I sincerely hope all of you choke on the piles of cash we fans have given you over the years.
Gary Clark Jr. is back with a new album, Blak and Blu, and a new single, Nextdoor Neighbor Blues: