Thanks, bmaz!
(Enjoy the SJ weather!)

Plugging her own blog is about the ONLY thing Marcy ever forgets.

Enjoy, BMAz and EW. It’s cool, sunny and quite pleasant where I am, too.

Now I understand why I have not gotten a single rise out of EW over the unfolding Aaron Hernandez debacle. She been writing for some highfalutin’ magazine again. Well, her Patsies are in deep shit.

For those not following it, we have not yet gotten to the white Bronco stage. But, today, “questions are being asked” why Hernandez’ cell phone was smashed to smithereens (before being handed over to cops by his attorneys), his home security system similarly smashed to bits (bits are slightly bigger than smithereens, but it’s more substantial hardware, I guess), and a cleaning crew called to his house a couple days ago. The police showed up at his front door with a search warrant yesterday. (Hearing “we have a warrant” is Never a Good Way to start the morning.)

The dead body of a semi-pro football player who was dating Hernandez’ daughter’s aunt having been found leaking what would have been vital fluids from bullet hole(s) in an industrial park the prior day. Also the day Gronk The Fragile had back surgery.

This, after police repeatedly stated he “is not a suspect”, activating this week’s grant of power from the Salinas abortion which allows them to question people “not (yet) a suspect” and remain able to seek an adverse inference when the people they question keep silent. Of course, Hernandez had a big police bullseye drawn on him the minute the body was found and identified, particularly when it came out his car was involved somehow.

Would that he had been following EW. He would have known that Carmen Ortiz’ office would be sussing out all the metadata involving his phone and probably going back and listening to all the traffic run through it, all stored courtesy of the NSA and whatever provider he has. And, knowing that, he would have known that smashing the phone would be of little value.

But none of those intercepts would have given the answer to this: with all appearances indicating Hernandez’ career is rapidly circling the drain that runs to prison and Gronk being the most fragile, friable 6’7″ TE since anyone you can name, Amendola an unknown quantity, Edelman – who? – and Welker playing catch with Peyton, who will Bieber pass to this year?

Baby Jesus rises from his crib….

Not sure the jail in this here town is big enough to hold us all.

Neither are the bars.

But they’ll be happy to hold as many of you as can squeeze in for a beverage or four.

@bmaz: Ooh, sounds like a great panel, any chance you could provide a linky later…?

Scribe, why do I foresee another epic Gisele meltdown; ‘He can’t catch the f*cking ball too’…? Especially, since we all know Juicebox can’t throw it…

@Peterr: No. (I got fed up with the popup ads over at FDL and stopped going there. Did the same thing at HuffPo a couple years ago.)

Rather, I am growing more and more convinced that somewhere, somehow, Cheatin’ Bill got his hands on a time machine, or maybe a machine that lets him see the future, and went after Baby Jesus knowing that this week’s events would happen (and knowing that his actions could not change the future – I guess that’s called a “no paradox” view of time travel/future prediction).

Then again, maybe it is TBogg’s prayers being answered. All I really know is that the minute Game 7 of the NBA is over, Skip Bayless will be back at providing the impetus to the game of “Die of Alcohol Poisoning”, wherein the only rule is “every time Skip Bayless says ‘Tebow’, take a drink”.

Do you need to be registered to get into one of the panels or talks or … ?

I know the way to San Jose, (lol) and could try to make my way down this weekend

Klynn, that’s hysterical! I will consider it a job well done if my kid comes up with something contrarian like that. Awesome.

@person1597:
Ravioli from La Villa. It’s at Lincoln and Brace in Willow Glen.
http://www.wglavilla.com/
Tel : (408) 295-7851
Fax: (408) 295-3363

They do catering, but you can also order a couple of boxes of ravioli and a quart of sauce. (People come from miles away. Have for decades. One guy was coming down from Oregon for three or four dozen boxes at a time.)

The American Bar Association Standing Committee on Law and National Security will be sponsoring a forum titled “NSA Surveillance Leaks: Fact and Fiction” on June 25 in Washington, and it will be streamed online, apparently. A potentially interesting cast of speakers, here’s the advert:

http://www.newseum.org/programs/2013/0625-special-program/nsa-surveillance-leaks.html

FWIW

I second CTuttle’s request for NN panel link. I’m getting nowhere on Netroots Nation website.

@Peterr: Turns out, Hernandez does, in fact, drive a white SUV. Not a Ford product, but still a white SUV. Bouncing around the dial this morning, I see on CNN that one of the Boston TV stations was following his and the SUV’s every move from its traffic helicopter.

You can’t really have a low-speed chase in Boston – no freeways like LA and it’s all twists and turns on a city laid out in the 17th Century.

And, then, Hernandez stopped in a gas station to fill up, whereupon he was ambushed by news crews from what seemed like every station in New England, asking him the same questions the police are doubtless asking him under their special Salinas powers, intending to use his silence against him, of course.

Hernandez went to the Patsies’ training facility, only to find Cheatin’ Bill had beaten him to the punch and banned him from the facility, so then he went into Boston to meet with his lawyers.

@scribe: Yeah, everything traffic-related in Boston is low-speed.

But locked out of the training facility? That gives “Banned in Boston” a whole new meaning.

@scribe: @scribe: In case you’re interested, you can access FDL with Firefox using adblocker and eliminate the pop-up problem.

bmaz,

That link was well worth reading as you said.

It mentioned COINTELPRO but did not mention ECHELON unless I missed it.

I think we may have a new phenomenon: the fog of spying … which is a spin-off of the fog of war.