Marcus Kreidler had a column in yesterday's Bee that took the stance that we need to keep quaking in fear that the Kings will leave. Here's a statement that pretty much sums it up, "It has nothing to do with whether or not you believe it fair. It certainly is a notion completely removed from the separate - and critical - debate over what constitutes a decent use of public money in our community." Oooh, he's so authoritative! He also throws in a little point about the supposed other benefits of an arena, "The Kings, at maximum tilt, would occupy any facility only about 20 percent of its available dates in any given year, leaving the city - or county, or regional consortium - free to book the rest of the dates and count the booty - if it owned the place." Yes, but he fails to point out that sometimes teams demand a cut or even all of the profits that are generated from other events at the venue. He is very much falling in line with what the authors of "Field of Schemes" warn that we can expect in a community that is about to be forced to pay for an arena. The press' role in this whole thing is to basically work the theme of inevitability. They'll just say over and over, "sure, it's not fair, it's blackmail, it's unjust, but that's business, baby, what're you gonna do?". Of course he's going to say that, he's a career sportswriter. He'd be fucked if the Kings left. I, however, will go about my daily life with no change even if the Kings decide to move. And so would 99.9% of everyone in Sacramento. And if the Kings have a bad season in Las Vegas or Kuala Lampur or wherever, they probably will be abandoned by their new fairweather fans. So there!
Monday gossip!
So, the party of the summer was this saturday at T and 18th and it continued the general theme of parties this summer, which can be summed up as: weak (except for my birthday party of course). Highlights:
-tweaked out dude who strolled up to me, Grace, and Nicola and asked right off the bat if we would like to go home with him. He also mentioned that he had crashed the party after spotting it while being chased by an "old Asian dude".
-A lively roundtable discussion about shaved vs. unshaved was initiated with playboy Darrin's friend Ross confirming my suspicions that it's a generational thing, and that many younger girls do some sort of trimmage in that area. I quipped that I try to trim, but I keep losing pairs of scissors in there.
-Due to a combo of whiskey and soma I started channeling my mother and obsessively pointing out which celebrities are Jewish. This combination also made me feel that I was being very witty, which is a sure sign that I am too intoxicated.
-Hey, guy who keeps throwing bottles, quite throwing bottles at me and Vince.
Blind Items
-Which electroclash slut was hitting on my boyfriend? Ha, like it was only one.
-Which local musician was wearing a t-shirt of his own band?
-Which platinum selling artist was macking on girls younger than his ever-present trucker hat?
Monday, August 30, 2004
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