annoying gas bags succeeding in only making themselves look like fools...

No more outdoor panels, networks, come on.

panel discussions just have to end.




every debate, all throughout the conventions. People screaming and carrying signs and crap.

It's distracting.

Someone needs to give Tweety something to eat-he is a brittle diabetic and sometimes late at night he has trouble with his levels.

a way of filtering the noise out or telling the screamers to settle down or move along.

He is an absolute crook. For years he put up bogus numbers at the Mirage sportsbook, specifically for only a handful of bettors. They would bet into the absurdly favorable numbers and then that prop would either vanish entirely or be adjusted to the correct odds.

Those handful of bettors would then line Vaccaro's pockets with a percentage of their winnings. This went on for the bulk of the '90s. It was incredibly brazen. Into the millions. And not concealed at all. I saw it and so did dozens of others.

A Mirage sportsbook cashier got fired for an unrelated reason and was so bitter he tipped off higher ups that he was regularly cashing tickets for the same handful of guys, and that the odds on those tickets didn't exist anywhere else and rightfully shouldn't have existed at the Mirage. That began the heat on Vaccaro. He was eventually forced out.

When Vaccaro was leaving some of the employee signed a going away card for him. Meanwhile the sportsbook manager of the sister casino Treasure Island refused to sign the card. He had seen all the shenanigans on the linked computer screen for years. His name was Rory. When I asked about refusing to sign the card, Rory told me, "Why should I sign a card for someone who stole at least $8 million from Steve Wynn?"

It was not an exaggeration. One of the privileged bettors got drunk one night at Caesar' Palace after a huge haul on the NFL that day. He treated us to dinner. In fact, he had a restaurant opened specifically for us. He was such a huge tipper they eagerly opened a closed restaurant solely for our table. Anyway, when I asked that bettor how much he had been shoveling to Vaccaro, he leaned over and told me that his cut back into Vaccaro's pocket had been a half million dollars over the prior six months.

Vaccaro tried to claim his financial windfall, unexplained by his Mirage salary, was the result of fantasy sports winnings. Well that's nice Jimmy. Meanwhile that's income and is supposed to be declared. Somehow he had stolen for years and never bothered to find a decent excuse if caught.

whatever she's speaking about, he starts talking over her and never lets her finish her thought. It's blatant. She's infinitely patient with him - I wanna reach into the TV and smack him upside the head!

she continues to let Tweets dominate, interrupt, and repeatedly talk over her. He does it to everyone, but he does it to Joy repeatedly. She either needs to have a private word with him, or talk to her bosses so that she is allowed to either co-anchor, or take turns anchoring these events. I just can't imagine she feels good about herself after a night of being completely dissed by Matthews.

I figured they would overdose by the time debate ended.
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I just find it annoying .

we totally obnoxious, so loud, raucous & disruptive you couldn't follow what the commentators had to say at all.