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Showing posts with label Mob. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mob. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Las Vegas...cops engage in intimidation tactics to save their jobs!

Squad cars may sit empty if lay-offs approved by City!







With possible lay-offs of eight-nine uniform officers in North Las Vegas on the horizon, a posse of the "Men in Blue" enaged in questionable conduct this past week which residents and City Officials argue rise to the level of intimidation.

For example, Cops - with a nod from the top Brass in the Department - erected ubiquitous signs on the side of the highways warning that if members of the force were laid-off that the community-at-large will be at risk and vulnerable to crimes.

On the heels of the implied threat, residents and City Officials expressed their anger and dismay on a local Newscast - over the unprecedented tactics irate Police Officers have used in recent days to stave off unemployment.

"They're instilling fear," one concerned home-owner lamented to a rapt reporter.

"We're trying to balance a budget. So, they shouldn't be so selfish in their demands," another opined a few seconds later.

Of course, their scare tactics do not come as a surprise in Las Vegas where the mob ruled (still?) once.

Years ago, for example, business owners were advised to pay for "protection" or "else".

If they didn't cough up the dough, it was inferred that their homes may be robbed and their shops razed.

The current strategy of the Las Vegas Police Department smacks of illegal intimidation tactics, too.

Maybe the FBI should step in and investigate to ensure that the veiled threats are not "empty" ones.

What happens in Vegas shouldn't stay in Vegas in my estimation in respect to these serious illegal issues.

Amen!

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Monday, June 27, 2011

Justin Bieber...mobbed at perfume launch! Pop Star doesn't care how dudes smell!







Over the weekend, heartthrob Justin Bieber was mobbed at a promotional junket when he breezed in to plug a perfume now being sold under his brand name at trendy retail outlets.

The upbeat frenzied event turned chaotic, however, when a crazed onlooker attempted to get up-close-and-personal with the Pop Star from the quaint little town of Stratford on Avon in Ontario (Canada).

Subsequently, the "Bieb" was whisked away by quick-thinking security, and the par-tay was cut short to the dismay of all the screaming fans in attendance.

But, a pundit on a Network Show got it all wrong recently, when he reported on the scent kick-off slated for this past weekend.

The high-profile anchor blasted Bieber for capitalizing on his fame and allegedly selling-out.

"Who cares how a teenager smells anyway," he hissed to his viewers!

Actually, the pop charmer noted on an interview last night, that he created the perfume for his female fans (and their Mothers).

"I don't care how a guy smells," he chortled.

So, maybe those rumors about his body odor are true?

Kidding!

After all, I don't want droves of passionate die-hard fans (mostly of the female persuasion) firing off hate-mail my way!


The Grobanites are bad enough, eh?

By the way, Justin, what brand of aftershave do you splash on a the crack-of-dawn?

News at 11!

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Wednesday, May 5, 2010

American Idol...singers lacked ba**s to pull off Sinatra! Those with no life experience need not apply!









As  I was switching the dial on the old boob tube last night, with an eye-out for some entertaining bill-of-fare, I happened across one of the American Idol (Fox) contestants butchering a classic Frank Sinatra tune (which should have come off smooth as butter).

OMG!

A second male vocalist also tried a stab at an ol' blue-eyes  hit - and missed the mark - too.

Embarrassingly, so!

Meanwhile Judges like Ellen - and even normally-sane Simon Cowell - gave the pop hopefuls a false sense of security when they raved about the misguided musical musings (disasters?).

Gosh, the taste of the Idol Judges is either up their wazoo these days, or those blaring musical interludes in-between segments these past few weeks have managed to deafen the two.

When Frank Sinatra crooned - "My Way" - the reason the celebrated hit touched (and is a all-time favorite in Karaoke bars around the globe today) - was because Frank sang each word (and the note that couched it) as if he lived it (which he had).

Yes, Sir!

Frank did it "his" way.

When he crooned about the heartaches of love - or moments of reflection - the muscial emotions resonated with audiences.

Why?

The legendary singer was able to reach inward - let go, let it out - and along the way (without any  regrets) reveal the innermost underpinnings of his soul.

Sinatra's bang-on phrasing and the subtle nuances in his golden voice were icing on the cake - in the final anaylsis - and were the tools of the craft he facilitated to buttress the song up so that it could float out to rest on appreciative areas.

The end result?

For a short while, audiences basked in the glow of a gifted performer - the likes of which - music-lovers will rarely ever witness on the live stage again in their lifetime.

The idol pap was all puff pastry, in my estimaton!




Frank Sinatra-style career ahead for Lambert!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Liam Neeson..."Taken" a high-action thriller. A bit cliche, but a great ride...


Liam Neeson is a fine actor and in the new release - TAKEN - he doesn't disappoint.

In the super-charged testosterone-packed thriller, Mr. Neeson rises above what is - for the most part an implausible piece of cliched fluff - and turns in a riveting performance that is worth catching.

Plot lines about foreign mobsters (in this instance, from Albania) trafficking in drugs and the "slave trade" (prostitution) have been amply mined in the past by a posse of filmmakers, some capable - others not.

Here, the high-budget pot-boiler amounts to the "same old same old" in that regard, basically speaking.

But, a few interesting twists have been woven in, and strike gold, making for a solid two hours or so of high voltage suspense.

Indeed, by the time Neeson has completed his mission, the body count stands at about thirty, half of Paris appears to have been demolished, and the adrenalin-rush has just about taxed everyone in the captivated audience.

When Neeson's daughter travels overseas with a friend to the romantic City Of Lights, the innocent two-some are kidnapped and offered up to the highest bidder by a nefarious call-girl ring of International proportions.

Uh-huh, preposterous!

Fortunately, Neeson's character was a former Government "employee".

"I was a preventer," he explains to his naive 19-year old daughter in the opening scenes of the celluloid offering just released around the country by studio biggie, 20th Century Fox.

Once his daughter has been snatched, he draws on his espionage - and me-thinks - anti-terrorist skills to track the thugs down, rescue his precious, and exact a little cowboy justice.

If you're into cars squealing rubber and careening around hair-spin turns, awesome multi-vehicle crash-ups, heart-pounding chases, and keen on rooting for professional killers engaged in no-holds-barred body combat, then this gem is for you.

Although there is a bit of picturesque scenery tossed in for good measure - chances are - filmgoers will be so intensely focused on Liam's character and the fast-paced storyline - that it will end up a pretty blur in the background.

Budget-minded folks can screen "Taken" for six bucks at a matinee at 12 noon at AMC Theatres.

That leaves enough cash left over to splurge on some popcorn and soft drinks to munch on as Liam chews up the screen in front of you non-stop.



 
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