Loathing the Lakers
Slick and powerful like Hollywood, the LA Lakers are easily demonized. Its superstar, Kobe Bryant—with his haughty, me-first game—has somehow, however, matured at 30, making Laker-hating less tenuous. Krip Yuson, fortunately, foresees a subplot that’ll make it fun again to wish the Lakers ill—Cleveland’s Lebron James preordained crowning as the new king when they meet in the 2008–09 NBA Finals.
Making 2010 Count
Quintin V. Pastrana proposes three ways to hold the “presidentiables” accountable during the campaign period leading up to next year’s general elections. The proposals will strike some as clear-cut, others as quixotic. For the former group, the choice is clear: stand up and be counted in 2009, or lose the right to whine after May 2010.
I Was Shot In Colombia
Columbia in the 80s: Bombings, kidnappings, and all sorts of mayhem reigned the country—and citizens had to wear bulletproof vests. Then college student Miguel Caballero saw that while the vests did their job, they were an eyesore—bulky, heavy, and ugly. So, he decided to launch his own line. Today, his company produces the most stylish bulletproof clothing you can ever find. Caballero welcomed Jonathan Franklin inside his factory to spell out the science behind his business. Unfortunately for Franklin, the only way to validate the potency of Caballero’s products was to get shot by a .38 pistol just off his ribs.
