Why is it that when I have a sleepless night at home, I sleep most of the day and I cannot function the rest of the day, but if I have a sleepless night because I was at a casino until 3 AM, I sleep for two hours and I can function like if I had a good night's rest?
I have had a number of sleepless nights in the last several months—all of which usually results in me falling asleep at ≈10 AM, waking up at ≈6 PM, and I am barely even able to function all the way to 10 PM when I sleep hard the next night. Sometimes it is because I have something on my mind, I am excited for something, nervous about something, my brainwaves will not shut off, or reasons that I am unable to determine. However, I had a sleepless night last night because I was at a casino from 7 PM to 3 AM, 90% of which were walking around checking machines seeing whether they are ready to hit or not accumulating almost 28 kilometers (according to Pokémon Go) while I was there. I fell asleep at ≈11:30 AM and woke up at ≈1:45 PM, which is far less hours of sleep. However, I can function normally as if I had a good night's rest when that has NEVER happened on ANY sleepless night at home. Today, I am able to mix and create music, make compositions in Photoshop, and even gaming. None of these were possible on any of the sleepless nights at home. So why is it that I spend seven hours at the casino overnight almost all of which were walking, not sleep that night, only sleep a couple hours and still be able to function like normal when I cannot even function for a few days if it was a sleepless night where I laid in my bed until 3 AM and gave up? Both involve literally the same give up time, 3 AM. So what makes these two scenarios different?
My sister Angi, 1 month before she died from diabetes. I convinced her to come to Casino night at her nursing home. She didnt want to go, but we had fun that evening. She is with her daughter in this picture. She was only 47. It was a good day.
Lost in the Sauce: Trump, Cruz, and Gohmert team up to incite election-related violence
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According to experts, Trump’s conduct has potential criminal exposure:
A federal statute makes it a crime when one “knowingly and willfully … attempts to deprive or defraud the residents of a State of a fair and impartially conducted election process, by … the procurement, casting, or tabulation of ballots that are known by the person to be materially false, fictitious, or fraudulent under the laws of the State in which the election is held.” A Georgia statute similarly provides that a “person commits the offense of criminal solicitation to commit election fraud in the first degree when, with intent that another person engage in conduct constituting a felony under this article, he or she solicits, requests, commands, importunes, or otherwise attempts to cause the other person to engage in such conduct.” …The hard part for prosecutors would be proving Trump’s state of mind, because the statutes require proof of knowledge and intent. Prosecutors would have to show that Trump knew that Biden fairly won the election, and Trump was asking for Georgia officials to commit election fraud. And it’s not clear prosecutors could make that case.
At least 12 Republican senators plan to challenge Biden’s Electoral College win on Jan. 6, when Congress is set to officially count the votes. The effort is being led by Sen. Ted Cruz (R-Tex.) and includes Sens. Ron Johnson (R-Wis.), James Lankford (R-Okla.), Steve Daines (R-Mont.), John Kennedy (R-La.), Marsha Blackburn (R-Tenn.), and Mike Braun (R-Ind.), as well as new Senators Cynthia Lummis (R-Wyo.), Roger Marshall (R-Kan.), Bill Hagerty (R-Tenn.), and Tommy Tuberville (R-Ala.). Separately, Sen. Josh Hawley (R-Missouri) is pursuing a similar plan.
"Congress should immediately appoint an Electoral Commission, with full investigatory and fact-finding authority, to conduct an emergency 10-day audit of the election returns in the disputed states. Once completed, individual states would evaluate the Commission’s findings and could convene a special legislative session to certify a change in their vote, if needed," the senators said in a joint statement. “Accordingly, we intend to vote on Jan. 6 to reject the electors from disputed states as not ‘regularly given’ and ‘lawfully certified’ (the statutory requisite), unless and until that emergency 10-day audit is completed."
Their plan is not going to succeed in preventing Biden from taking office, as majorities in both the House and the Senate would need to support a challenge against a state’s electoral votes. For an objection to be made, at least one member of both the House and Senate would need to submit it in writing. Then, the House and Senate separately convene to consider the issue. Debate is limited to two hours for each objection. After debate concludes, the House and Senate vote to uphold the objection and throw out the state’s votes. If the majority of the House AND the majority of the Senate does not uphold the objection, the state’s electoral votes are counted as cast.
Vice President Mike Pence’s role is simply to preside over the joint session, opening and presenting the certifications from each state. In his absence, the Senate pro-tempore Sen. Chuck Grassley (R-Iowa) will lead the session. At the end of the process, the presiding officer announces who has won the majority of votes for president and vice president.
The most immediate danger from Trump and Cruz’s doomed election gambit is rightwing terrorism and general violence: Trump, in particular, is inciting his supporters to swarm D.C. on Jan. 6. “JANUARY SIXTH, SEE YOU IN DC!” Trump tweeted last week. Four rightwing rallies are scheduled, including one headlined by George Papadopoulos and Roger Stone. The Proud Boys and other extremists are planning to attend the rallies and may set up an “armed encampment” on the National Mall, according to the Washington Post. On social media platform Parler, the leader of the Proud Boys said that members will be there “incognito” and may “dress in all black” to impersonate leftwing protestors.
Enrique Tarrio: "The ProudBoys will turn out in record numbers on Jan 6th but this time with a twist...We will not be wearing our traditional Black and Yellow. We will be incognito and we will spread across downtown DC in smaller teams."
Rep. Louie Gohmert has more explicitly tried to incite violence, saying the failure of his legal challenge to the election means “you gotta go the streets and be as violent as Antifa and BLM.” (clip)
At the same time, pro-Trump lawyer Lin Wood suggested that Pence could “face execution by firing squad” for “treason” if he doesn’t go along with the attempt to subvert the election.
Obstructing the transition
Biden’s transition director has accused the Office of Management and Budget of stonewalling the incoming administration’s team. OMB Director Russ Vought is not allowing key staff to meet with the transition team to help prepare the president-elect’s first annual spending plan, a move that could delay major proposals. Vought pushed back on the charges, saying that his agency needs to focus on finalizing the Trump administration’s regulations before the president leaves office.
“OMB leadership’s refusal to fully cooperate impairs our ability to identify opportunities to maximize the relief going out to Americans during the pandemic, and it leaves us in the dark as it relates to Covid-related expenditures and critical gaps,” [Biden transition Exec. Dir. Yohannes] Abraham said.
Earlier last week, Biden himself said Trump officials are not cooperating with his team, singling out the Defense Department for obstructing information on crucial national security issues. “Right now, we just aren’t getting all the information that we need from the outgoing administration in key national security areas. It’s nothing short, in my view, of irresponsibility,” Biden said. The Defense Dept. finally scheduled meetings with the incoming team this week, after not briefing the transition for weeks.
The timing of the resumption in meetings is notable because it comes after the one year anniversary of the U.S. assassination of Iranian Maj. Gen. Qassem Soleimani on Jan. 3. NATO officials are reportedly worried about the lack of coordination from the Trump administration: "We need the incoming Biden administration to be fully briefed and ready to deal with these very dangerous issues facing NATO's security."
Sabotaging the Biden Administration
U.S. Agency for Global Media CEO Michael Pack is taking steps to keep control of Radio Free Europe and Radio Free Asia during the Biden administration. As chairman of the boards of Radio Free Europe and Asia, Pack and his fellow members have added binding contractual agreements that will make it impossible to remove him or other pro-Trump allies from the board in the next two years.
In other words, although President-elect Joe Biden has already signaled he intends to replace Pack as CEO of the parent agency soon after taking office in January, Pack would maintain a significant degree of control over the networks.
The State Department is likely to designate Cuba as a state sponsor of terrorism “as an 11th hour effort to create hurdles for the incoming Biden administration.” The label, which requires the approval of Secretary of State Mike Pompeo, would undo a major accomplishment of the Obama administration. To take Cuba back off the list, the Biden team would need to conduct a formal review, a process that might take several months.
Such a designation would impose restrictions on US foreign assistance, a ban on defense exports and sales, certain controls over exports and various financial restrictions. It would also result in penalization against any persons and countries engaging in certain trade activities with Cuba.
The Trump administration has been rushing to finalize a myriad of rules before Biden’s inauguration. Since Election Day, the Trump administration has issued about three to four times as many new regulations as it did during other periods of Trump’s presidency. Rules that haven’t been finalized or taken effect can be suspended by an incoming president, which Biden has said he intends to do. By contrast, rules that are finalized can take months, or even years, to undo.
“As a general rule, it takes at least as much process to undo or modify a rule as it does to put the rule in place,” said Jonathan H. Adler, a professor and an administrative law expert at Case Western Reserve University School of Law. “The Trump administration is magnifying that challenge for the Biden administration.”
Trump loyalists are urging the president to stymie Biden’s efforts to rejoin the Paris climate agreement and the Iran nuclear deal. Sens. Ted Cruz and Lindsey Graham are working to get the agreements submitted to the Senate for ratification, requiring a two-thirds vote, with the goal of failure. While such an outcome wouldn’t prevent Biden from rejoining the accords, Cruz and Graham hope it would make their resurrection more problematic.
A vote against them would signal GOP opposition to the world and, they hope, undermine any unilateral action by Biden to rejoin the agreements. One senior congressional aide told RCP that sending them to die in the Senate “would be the final nail in the coffin.”
Further reading: “Biden To Be Saddled With Trump’s Payroll Tax Deferral Mess,” Forbes. Further reading: Biden will inherit a backlog of tens of thousands of visa requests from the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan — and a bureaucratic tangle that refugee advocates say President Trump ignored or made worse.
Trump money and properties
Manhattan District Attorney Cyrus Vance is employing forensic accounting specialists to examine Trump’s finances and business operations. Vance is looking “for anomalies among a variety of property deals” and trying to determine “whether the president’s company manipulated the value of certain assets to obtain favorable interest rates and tax breaks”.
The analysts hired by Vance probably have already reviewed various bank and mortgage records obtained from Trump’s company as part of the ongoing grand jury investigation, and they could be called on to testify about their findings should the district attorney eventually bring criminal charges
In yet another shady business deal connected to Trump, the United States sold the ambassador’s residence in Israel for more than $67 million. The person who bought the residence is none other than Trump mega-donor Sheldon Adelson. The property only became available due to Trump's controversial decision to relocate the U.S. Embassy from Tel Aviv to contested Jerusalem. Furthermore, State Dept. representatives reportedly lied to Congress about the sale, perhaps to hide that Adelson purposefully overbid.
For now, there is no alternative residence for the ambassador, David Friedman, Trump’s former lawyer, who currently uses a suite at Jerusalem’s King David Hotel or rooms at the former Jerusalem Consulate General when he spends nights in Jerusalem… As a result, the United States appears likely to end up leasing the residence it has owned since 1964 from the GOP-affiliated casino mogul. “It is very strange that we are now paying Sheldon Adelson,” a congressional aide told The Daily Beast. “It is not above board. We have a number of questions. Did they get two independent appraisals? Was it a sweetheart deal? Was Adelson the highest donor? Was there a reason to sell it now?”
Trump’s businesses have taken in $10.5 million of donor money over the course of his presidency. $8.5 million came from the Trump campaign and related entities that Trump controls directly; $2 million came from other Republican candidates and committees. The biggest beneficiary was Trump’s NYC hotel, taking in $3,039,979 over the four years of his presidency, with $891,003 of that in just the final four months of the campaign. Trump’s DC hotel is ramping up room prices and requiring a two-night minimum stay for two key events this month, as the president tries to squeeze more profit out of his office. On Jan. 6, when Congress is set to formally count the votes cast by the Electoral College, room rates are listed at over eight times the price of surrounding dates. Trump is encouraging his supporters to attend a protest of Biden’s win on the 6th. A room during the inauguration costs five times the normal rate, at $2,225 per night. Trump’s Turnberry Resort in Scotland posted a £2.3 million ($3.1 million) loss in 2019, marking the sixth year in a row it has failed to turn a profit under his ownership. Since Trump took over the historic property in 2014, its losses now total nearly £45 million ($61.5 million).
The fact Turnberry remains in the red comes in spite of significant tranches of payments it has received from the US government during Mr Trump’s single term in office… the US Secret Service spent nearly £25,000 to accommodate its agents at the resort during business trips by Mr Trump’s son, Eric, an executive vice-president of the family firm. Since Mr Trump’s election, the property has received close to £300,000 from the Secret Service, US State Department, and US Defence Department
A Florida state lawmaker is calling for Mar-a-Lago to be penalized - and possibly shut down - for flouting coronavirus restrictions during a New Years Eve party. While Trump and the first lady did not attend, son Don Jr., attorney Rudy Giuliani, Rep. Matt Gaetz, and Fox News personality Jeanine Piro were captured on video among the maskless crowd. Guests paid as much as $1,000 for access to the ballroom to be entertained by Vanilla Ice.
State Rep. Omari Hardy: “My constituents are not snowbirds like @DonaldJTrumpJr & @kimguilfoyle. My constituents live here. This is their home, and they're going to have to deal w/ the consequences of a potential super-spreader party at Mar-a-Lago long after Junior & wife leave here on their private jet.”
Are you ready for a Donald J. Trump Airport? According to the Daily Beast, Trump has been asking aides about the process of naming airports after former U.S. presidents. Further reading: “Jared Kushner’s family real estate business wants to raise at least $100 million in capital through Israel’s bond market… Kushner has helped spearhead a series of moves that have been applauded by the conservative pro-Israel community, including moving the U.S. Embassy to Jerusalem from Tel Aviv and recognizing Israeli sovereignty in disputed areas such as the Golan Heights. Kushner also has close ties to Israel’s prime minister, Benjamin Netanyahu.”
The Census Bureau missed it’s end-of-year deadline to produce numbers that determine representation in Congress and the Electoral College for the next decade. The agency is working toward Jan. 9 as an internal target date for completing the current stage of processing records. "If we miss Jan. 9, it's hard to envision that we would get apportionment done before inauguration," a Census employee told NPR.
The final timing of the 2020 census results' release could undermine President Trump's efforts to make an unprecedented change to who is counted in key census numbers before leaving office… If the first census results are not ready until after Trump's term ends on Jan. 20, it would be President-elect Joe Biden, not Trump, who would get control of the numbers, which are ultimately handed off to Congress for certification.
Yes, it's my truck and No, I won't help you move and No, you can't buy it for 50 bucks!
This is long, so grab a cup of coffee, tea, or whatever keeps you happy and reading. I live in a senior housing community for people aged 55 and older. We all have identical 1-bedroom cottages that’s set up in groups of four or quads so that all of our front doors face inward toward each other. So, if I open my front door, I have a very clear view of the front doors of my 3 neighbors and because I am in the back of this quad, I also have a view of the parking area. I think the purpose of grouping the houses this way was to create a friendly and safe atmosphere; however, it’s just creepy in a “you have no privacy” kind of way. I am F57, disabled, and have a 16-year-old pickup truck that gets me where I need to go most of the time. If you’ve ever owned a pickup truck, you’ll understand my frustration. If you haven’t owned one, talk to anyone who has and they will tell you that according to friends, family, acquaintances, neighbors, and even complete strangers, you have it so that you can help them move, haul furniture or a tree they cut down, and anything else they can’t fit in the trunk of their car. AND because it is a pickup truck, it can be mistreated, abused, dented, scratched, beaten up, and treated like a piece of heavy construction equipment and you shouldn’t care because well. . . it’s a truck. I have a neighbor (F - about 65 years old) that has kind of made a pest of herself since the day I moved in. I’ve done my best to be neighborly, nice, and accommodating, but each time I interact with her, I’m left feeling used. The neighbor, let's call her Karen, has come over pretending to want to visit with me, which she does for about 2 minutes, and then asks me for something. In the 3 years that I’ve been here, she’s asked me to set up 2 TVs (at different times), take a new alarm clock out of its packaging and then teach her how to operate it. I’ve been asked to fill out her food stamp paperwork, fill out information for her lease renewal, read a piece of mail to her and explain it because she didn’t understand it, to take her places and to “loan” her money for the bus. That’s just a few. Now that you get the idea of what I’ve dealt with before, it’s time for the story. One Monday morning, Karen comes beating on my door (she does what I call a “cop knock” – loud, hard, and repeated) around 8 a.m., waking me up. (I am a night owl, by the way.) I go to the door and she is standing there holding her natural gas bill telling me how she needed a ride to the gas company's office to talk to them about paying the bill and hands me the bill. I look at it, hoping to find a phone number for her to call, but there isn't one, but I do see that her bill is for about $17. So, I take her across town with her providing the directions since I had never been to this building (the gas company did not have an office in town, so I guess this was maybe a payment center). I drop her at the front, park, and wait for her. Karen comes out saying that they can't help her there and asks me if she should just call them to make arrangements to make payments since she didn't have the money. I tell her that's what I would do and bring her back home. We basically made this trip for nothing. Two days later, there is another loud, repeated banging on my door waking me up just before 9 a.m. Karen is back and seems to be a little frantic. She needs a ride again. This time she's very vague about why she wants to go, but left me with the impression that something was going to get turned off, repossessed, or turned over to collections if she didn't go. She's also vague as to where she wants to go. She keeps tell me that it's down by the casino, across the street from the gas station. I told her I'd take her but she would have to point me in the right direction since I've never been to the casino. She gives me turn by turn directions until she has me turn left onto the entrance road for the casino. I'm looking around for any other businesses or even the gas station and I'm not seeing anything other than the casino in front of us and open land on either side. So, I ask her where am I supposed to be dropping her. Karen points to an upcoming sign and says, "See the sign that says 'Valet'? Just follow that sign." Yep, you guessed it, Karen had me drop her at the front entrance to the casino. She'd lied to me by omission. She didn't ask me to take her to the casino (which I would probably have done since it's none of my business how she spends her money), she asked me to take her to a business near the casino. Yeah, well, I wasn't happy. On Monday she couldn't afford to pay her $17 gas bill and on Wednesday she's going to the casino by tricking me into taking her. A week goes by and I am in the office paying my rent when Karen comes in. Karen: Why didn’t you tell me you were coming here today. Girl, I just walked all the way here. Me: Didn’t know you needed a ride. I can give you a ride back to the house if you would like. I wait while Karen pays her rent and we walk out together. Now, I’m expecting to get in my truck and drive the 4 blocks back to my house. Karen had another idea. Karen: Take me to Everything’s Cheap store. Me: Where? Karen: To Everything’s Cheap. Just turn here at the stop sign and I’ll show you. It’s not far. Me: Karen, I’m going to take you there, but I’m not shopping and I’m not going to sit in the parking lot and wait for you. You’ll have to get another ride home or walk. Karen: It’s fine. I won’t be long. I drop her at the front door and I go home. A couple of hours later, she bangs on my door. Karen: Where did my ride go? Me: Home. I told you that I wasn’t going to wait for you. Karen: I had all my stuff that I had to carry home. Now my back hurts. Me: I’m sorry, but I warned you. Karen walks away muttering things that I didn’t understand and slammed her door. Skip ahead several months and I run into Karen again as I am paying my rent. She wants me to give her a ride to the Social Security office. I tell her that I can't as my truck is not running right and I can't get too far from home in it until I get it check out and fixed. My truck started having issues and it's been difficult trying to get it fixed with lock-down, a back issue that left me bedridden for several weeks, and 2 major hurricanes this year (there’s nothing major wrong with the truck - just needs a new starter and gaskets to fix an oil leak that's caused the starter to go bad). Karen: But it's just a few blocks away and it's hot out here. Me: I can't trust my truck not to leave me stranded with no way to get it home. Karen: It will be fine. Me: Maybe, but I'm not willing to risk it. Karen slaps the side of my truck and continues on her walk and I go home in my truck. Another 3 days go by and more banging on my door and again I am awakened (it's 7:15 a.m.). This time I'm angry and I snatched the door open. Me: What? Karen (standing there with her purse and house keys in her hand as if she knows I'll say yes): I need to go to the mattress store. I need to pick up my new queen size mattress. Me: No. My truck still isn't running right. Karen: But I need your truck to haul the mattress home. Me: No. Karen: It's not a heavy mattress. Me: Oh, so who’s going to help you get it in and out of my truck and carry it into your house? Karen: The two of us can do it. Me: Karen, I have degenerative disk disease. The disks in my spine are disintegrating. I can't lift nor carry a mattress even with someone helping. Karen: But I already bought it. How am I going to get it home? Me: Call friends or family to help you. Karen: They don't have a truck and you do! Me: Yes, I have a truck, but there is no sign anywhere on it that says Free Moving Company. I close the door on her and go back to bed. An hour later, more knocking. This time, it's an older man. Man 1: Excuse me, but is that your truck? (He points at my truck in the parking lot.) Me: Yes. Man 1: I have an upright piano I need to move and was wondering if I could use your truck. Me: No. (I glance over at the neighbor's house and I see her peeking through a crack in her door - I have a sneaking suspicion she has put this guy up to this to see if I would help him.) Man 1: You can drive the truck. I just need to have the piano hauled to my storage unit. Me: How are you going to get an upright piano into the bed of my truck? Man 1: I'll just roll it up a ramp and into the back. Me: Do you know how much an upright piano weighs? One person can't push it up a ramp. If you use a ramp on my tailgate, you will break the tailgate and probably lose the piano in the process. My truck is large, but the rear end is not made for hauling a piano and will cause the front end to lift off the ground preventing my front wheel drive truck from gaining traction and straining my 16-year-old engine. Man 1: Well, could you call 4 or 5 of your male friends to help lift it into the back of the truck? Me: No! I close the door on this man, too. He didn’t come right out and say it, but I felt like he wanted to borrow my truck so he could go pick up the mattress for Karen. Yeah, I’m a little suspicious. The following morning . . . *sigh* . . . I ignore the knocking that occurs every half hour or so over a 3-hour period until she finally gives up. Later that afternoon, I open my door to get the mail out of my box when a second man approaches me out of nowhere. It’s like he was hiding around the corner waiting for me to come out of my house. Man 2 (points at my truck - it irritates me every time someone does this): Is that your truck? Me (feeling very annoyed and snarky): What gave it away? Is it because it's parked in a space clearly labeled with my house number? Or is it because someone told you who the truck belonged to? (I point at Karen's house.) Man 2: Does it run? Me: Listen, I don't know what you're wanting me pick up, deliver, move, haul, transport, or tow, but I am not a moving company, taxi, uber, delivery service, or a tow truck. I won't be doing any of those things and before you ask, I won't be allowing you or anyone else to drive my truck either. Now, do you have any other questions? Man 2: Uh, do you want to sell it? Me: What?! Why would I want to sell it? Man 2: Well, since it needs fixing, I thought maybe you would want to sell it to someone who could afford to fix it. Me: How do you know it needs fixing? Man 2 (turns bright red and can't take his eyes off ground): I just thought if you sold it, you could buy something else and I could fix the truck. Me: Tell Karen that I'm not selling you my truck so that you can fix it to give to her. Man 2: I wasn't going to give it to her. Me (pointing at his huge truck parked in Karen's designated space): You want me to believe that you would rather have my 16-year-old truck that needs repair than your brand-new truck? How stupid do you think I am? As the older man silently stares at the ground, Karen flings her door open and marches up to me. Karen: Just sell him your truck so he can fix it. You clearly aren't going to do it any time soon. At least I will put it to good use. I need it and I need it more than you apparently do. Now, he’s willing to get it fixed for me, so just sell him the damn truck already! Me: My truck is not for sale! When or if I get my truck fixed is absolutely none of your business. Karen: I’m going to call the office and tell them that you have a broken-down truck sitting in the parking lot that needs to be hauled to the junk yard. They’ll make you get rid of it or fix it. Man 2: Karen, they can’t do anything to her . . . Karen cuts him off. She’s so angry, she’s crying, shaking, and spitting as she screams Karen: SHUT UP! STAY OUT OF THIS. I WANT THAT TRUCK AND I’M GOING TO GET IT! I’LL CALL THE POLICE. THEY WILL MAKE HER GET RID OF IT. Man 2: Karen, the police aren’t . . . She cuts him off again. Karen: YES, THEY WILL. THEY'LL LISTEN TO ME. She storms off to call the police. In the meantime, I brought a chair outside along with a can of soda and a bowl of microwave popcorn. I figured this was going to be a good show. Karen and Man 2 have gone inside her house to wait. The neighbor to my left has come out to see what’s going on. Let’s call her Mary. Mary can’t stand Karen, so she drags a chair out and sits next to me and we share my popcorn. Enter Cop 1 and Cop 2 The cops arrive in about 5-6 minutes and walk up to Karen’s door and knock while glancing around at Mary and me and grinning. She answers and tells them that I have created an eyesore in the neighborhood by having an old beat up, broken-down truck sitting in the parking lot and she wants it removed immediately. Cop 1 (pointing at my truck - yep, he does it, too and I can't help but roll my eyes): That truck? Karen: Yes. Cop 1: That truck is clean, shiny, no dents, no scratches, new tires . . . are you sure that’s the eyesore? Karen: Yes. It’s 10 years old and broken and she doesn’t want to fix it. It’s just sitting there doing nothing for months. Me: It’s 16 years old. Cop 2 (spins around, surprised): Seriously? That truck is that old? Wow! It’s in great shape. You’ve taken good care of her. Me: Thank you. Karen: I want that truck gone! Cop 2 walks over to me to discuss my truck’s mechanical history. So, I explain to him that in the 16 years that I have owned her, I have changed her oil every 3-4 months, given her a bath once a month, got her a new set of tires 6 years ago, and when I first began having problems with her starting, I bought a new battery (the old one was the original battery from when I bought the truck off the showroom floor), and when the battery wasn’t the problem, I had a mechanic come and look at it. He determined that it was the starter and the gasket was leaking. All I was waiting on was my friend to come and help me start her (someone needs to get under the truck and tap the starter while someone else turns over the ignition) so that I can get it to the mechanic’s house for him to work on it. Karen: She’s lying. That truck hasn’t moved in 3 months. Me (offering popcorn to Cop 2 who took a handful): Wrong. It hasn’t moved in 4 days. It’s had problems for 3 or 4 months. Cop 1: Ms. Karen, there really isn’t anything the police department can do for you. Her truck definitely isn’t an eyesore nor is it sitting there in pieces creating a safety hazard. Karen: She’s driving down property values. Cop 1 (starts chuckling): Ms. Karen, you are renting a house in government subsidized senior housing. Cop 2: Why don’t you tell us the real reason why you want her truck removed. Mary (who has been silent until now - stands up and turns on her best diva soul-sister voice and attitude and gives the cops the greatest Deep-South Beautiful Black Woman sermon I’ve ever heard – I’ll try to write as best I can): Ohh, Lawd Jesus, help us all! Dis here woman of the night, want everything she can’t have, Lawd! I think it’s cuz she pulls her hair back so tight, Lawd, she can only see what’s in the back o’ her mind! Uh huh! She wants her Old Saggy Boy Toy of the Day here to buy my friend’s pick’em up truck, so she can go and pick’em up, Lawd, mm-hmm, if ya gittin' what I’m sayin’. He buy it and trade it to her for a little roll on her nasty sheets! Lawd Jesus, help us! And she think she all hot and sexy so you believe her and take away my friend’s truck. She a fool, uh huh. She think she can fool you, too, uh huh! How da hell do ya think she got those 2 big ass TVs in there? Mmm-hmm! Cop 1 is bent over laughing hysterically while Cop 2 is standing with his mouth open and his eyes wide. Cop 2 (turns to Man 2): Is any of that true? Man 2 (embarrassed, humiliated, and just looking tired): She wanted the truck and 50 bucks. Karen and Man 2 are arrested. Not sure what the exact charges were but I heard words being thrown around like pandering, solicitation, scamming, and false complaint among others. A couple of days later, Mary told me that Karen returned home. I guess she found a way to get bailed out. I haven’t seen her and I am hoping that I don’t. As for my “pick’em up truck”, I’m still waiting to get her to the mechanic. My friend will be here on his next day off (he doesn't get them often) to help me. It’s a good thing I’m a patient person with a super diva as a friend and neighbor. It's also good to know that my truck is at least worth one 20-minute roll on the sheets and 50 bucks. EDIT: Thanks for the awards everyone! And just a little side note for those of you rolling your eyes at the fact that I offered a cop popcorn and he took it - I live in the Deep South in a small-ish college town. The cops here are helpful, friendly (until provoked), and generally good guys. When construction workers stole from me after Hurricane Laura, two cops came to investigate and afterwards I offered them both a bottle of water and they accepted.
Stokes's Bristol Nightclub incident in detail (From: The Comeback Summer by Geoff Lemon)
IF YOU’RE LOOKING for a place where misadventure could begin, you can’t go past Mbargo. The nightclub’s streetfront is painted a purple so bright you’ll see it in your dreams. Strings of giant sequins shimmer in the breeze. Its phonically inventive name is spelt in silver letters that climb its three-storey terrace facade. Inside are strips of burning neon, a few booths, floorboards so marinated in drink that they have an ingredients list. Bristol is a student city on England’s south coast crowded with music and nightlife and street art. This is Banksy’s home town, and the tourism board suggests in rather strong terms that ‘you would be a fool not to see his amazing work firsthand’. The same organisation describes Mbargo as ‘intimate’, which is fair for a place where you can catch an STI standing up. Students cram into its modest dimensions while people with names like DJ Klaud battle for billing with £1.50 drink deals over seven sloppy nights a week. To get a sense of the story about to come, consider that it’s the kind of place open until two o’clock on a Monday morning, and that at two o’clock on a Monday morning, Ben Stokes still thought it had closed too early. The Ashes of 2017–18 had disciplinary bookends. It was after that series that Australia’s two leaders went off the rails in South Africa. It was a few weeks before that Ashes tour that England’s biggest star windmilled his way into his own disaster. In the early hours of 25 September 2017, Stokes and teammate Alex Hales were barred from re-entering Mbargo after a night out on the piss. A Sunday thrashing of an abject West Indies in an ignored series at the fag-end of the season apparently required ample celebration. After arguing with the bouncer and hanging about at the door for a while, they wandered off to find a casino in the hope of more drinking. They’d barely made it around the corner before getting in the middle of a conflict between four locals. As is said on the internet, it escalated quickly. The 26 September reporting was bloodless. Withholding names, police stated that a man ‘was arrested on suspicion of causing actual bodily harm’ while another went to hospital with facial injuries. England’s director of cricket Andrew Strauss separately confirmed that Stokes was the arrestee, adding that he had been released without charge and that Hales had gamely offered to ‘help police with their enquiries’. Administrators had a good chance of hiding behind that investigation, and the next day Stokes was named in the upcoming Ashes squad as expected. But that night the video emerged. Bristol student Max Wilson had shot it on his phone, then offered it to The Sun. What he thought was playing hardball was actually lowball: his opening price of £3000 was snapped up by a tabloid that would have paid ten times that. The Sun went on to make a mint by syndicating the rights worldwide. From a window above the fray, the vision showed six men on the street below performing the muddled choreography of a melee. One was right at the centre of it. One was waving a bottle, one dipped in and out, one tried to calm it. Two others floated around the edges. The central figure was unmistakable: red hair burning even in the streetlight as he launched into a series of blows against two of the men, falling to grapple with them on the ground, then following both across the street, swinging punches the whole way. Hales trailed behind, repeatedly and impotently shouting ‘Stokes! Stop! Stokes! Enough!’ The ECB could fudge issues that existed only in thickets of legalese, but not those captured in moving colour. Stokes was stood down from the next West Indies match, then suspended indefinitely. It emerged that he had broken his hand during the fight, something he’d done twice before while punching objects in dressing rooms. The response in Australia was fierce: Stokes was a thug, a lowlife, a selection that would disgrace England. It was not entirely coincidental that a ban for England’s best player would be handy for the Aussie team, but there was also a cultural split. In England, plenty of people still minimise pub fights as lads letting off steam. In Australia, heavy media coverage as a succession of young men were killed had inverted that tolerance. The discourse now saw any punch as potentially deadly and accordingly reckless. This was more poignant in a cricket context given that David Hookes, the dashing Test batsman and state coach, was killed in 2004 by a pub bouncer’s fist. The PR situation was bad for Stokes as details emerged of the injuries to the men he’d hit, and that one was a young war veteran and father. Stokes wasn’t officially removed from the Ashes squad through October but stayed behind when his teammates left, hoping for police to dismiss the matter in time for a late dash to Australia. His annual contract was renewed on the due date in case that came to pass. Then 29 October brought a twist in the tale. ‘Ben Stokes praised by gay couple after defending them from homophobic thugs,’ ran the headline. Kai Barry and Billy O’Connell had emerged. Not entirely out of nowhere: while Stokes had made no public comment, this story in his defence had initially been leaked to TV host Piers Morgan after the fight, as soon as the video appeared. Police body-camera footage played in court would later show that Stokes had given the same story to the arresting officer on the night. But no-one knew the identities of the fifth and sixth men in the video, and police appeals had turned up nothing. It was The Sun again with the breakthrough. Kai and Billy were perfect for a readership not keen on nuance. ‘We couldn’t believe it when we found out they were famous cricketers. I just thought Ben and Alex were quite hot, fit guys,’ said Kai, who was memorably described as a ‘former House of Fraser sales assistant’. The paper had the pair do a full photo shoot: layering the fake tan, showing off chest waxes, mixing Ralph Lauren and Louis Vuitton into a range of outfits. Their best shot had them standing back to back, heads turned to the camera, in a mirror-image Zoolander moment. Suddenly The Sun was the England team’s best friend. ‘Their claims could lead to the all-rounder being cleared over the punch-up and freed to play in the First Test in Australia next month,’ it gushed, then gave a tasting platter of quotes: ‘We were so grateful to Ben for stepping in to help. He was a real hero.’ ‘If Ben hadn’t intervened it could have been a lot worse for us.’ ‘We could’ve been in real trouble. Ben was a real gentleman.’ Would it be known forever as Kai and Billy’s Ashes? No. While the Bristol boys provided spin for Stokes’ reputation they didn’t influence the police. With charges still pending there was little choice – not given Strauss had previously sacked Kevin Pietersen for being annoying. Stokes remained suspended through the Ashes and a one-day series in Australia, and lost the vice-captaincy. It was January 2018 before the Crown Prosecution Service laid a charge. That charge surprisingly came in as affray, a crime that can carry prison time but is classified as ‘a breach of the peace as a result of disorderly conduct’. The men he had punched, Ryan Ali and Ryan Hale, faced the same count, charged as equal participants in a fight rather than Stokes being charged with assaulting them. Alex Hales was not charged, despite being seen in the video to aim several kicks when Ryan Ali was lying on the ground. Given the underwhelming standing of the offence, Stokes was cleared by the ECB to tour New Zealand, and kept playing until his trial in August 2018, which he missed a Test to attend. None of the three defendants would be convicted. The reasoning behind the charges was never released and was attributed vaguely to ‘CPS lawyers’. The service gave the case to Alison Morgan, a prosecutor of a class known as Treasury Counsel who usually handle serious criminal matters. Morgan had a scheduling clash and never ended up court for the case, but in 2018 and 2019 she would go on to win damages and admissions of libel from The Daily Mail, The Times and The Daily Telegraph variously for incorrectly reporting that she had been responsible for the inadequate and inconsistent charging decisions. Morgan’s successor on the case was Nicholas Corsellis QC, who on the first day of trial was permitted by the CPS to request two assault charges be added against Stokes. ‘Upon further review,’ claimed a CPS statement, ‘we considered that additional assault charges would also be appropriate.’ This was patent nonsense from the service that eight months earlier had chosen the lesser charge. Any lawyer knows that no judge will allow new charges once a trial has begun, because the defence hasn’t had time to prepare. But such a request could deflect criticism of the prosecution service by technically making the judge the one who disallows the charge. Working through the story from the trial and the tape is complicated. You had a Ryan and a Ryan, a Hale and a Hales, a Billy and a Barry and a Ben. You had several versions of events as to who knew whom, who was drinking with whom, who had insulted whom and who had merely engaged in ‘banter’, a word that in modern Britain has to do an unconscionable amount of lifting. The reporting had constantly mixed up the Ryans as to who had which injury, who was in hospital, who had played which part in the fight, and whose mum had which stern words to say about it. Let’s agree that from now Ryan Ali is Ryan One, the firefighter who ended up with a fractured eye socket and a cracked tooth. Ryan Two can be Ryan Hale, the soldier who scored concussion and facial lacerations. Mr Barry and Mr O’Connell are best known per The Sun as Kai and Billy. In scorecard parlance we’ll leave the cricketers as Stokes and Hales. Amid the confusion, Stokes and his lawyers built his case in a straightforward way. The UK legal definition of affray is ‘if a person threatens or uses unlawful violence or force towards another person, which causes another person of reasonable firmness present at the scene to fear for their safety’. That means it doesn’t account for violence that harms a target, but violence that might frighten a theoretical bystander. The wiggle room for Stokes was with ‘unlawful’, because the charge excuses violence in defending oneself or others. This interpretation hinged on the beginning of the video, where Ryan One waves a beer bottle about and takes a swing at Kai. The version from Stokes was that he was minding his own business walking down the street when he heard homophobic abuse. He intervened verbally and was threatened verbally by Ryan One – something that Ryan One denied but that couldn’t be proved or disproved. In fear for his safety Stokes had to nullify that threat by bashing Ryan One before it went the other way. He registered Ryan Two in his peripheral vision as another possible threat, and again had only one recourse. Stokes also had to convince the jury to disregard testimony from Mbargo’s bouncer that he had been looking for a fight. A solid lump of a man, Andrew Cunningham had not enjoyed his patron’s attempts to get back into the club after the bouncer declined an offer of a bribe. ‘He got a bit verbally abusive towards myself. He mentioned my gold teeth and he said I looked like a cunt and I replied, “Thank you very much.” He just looked at me and told me my tattoos were shit and to look at my job.’ Cunningham described these words as coming in ‘a spiteful tone, quite an angry tone’, and said that Stokes still seemed angry as he walked away. These were details the doorman had nothing to gain by inventing, but each of them Stokes denied. By his own accounting he had drunk a beer at the game and three pints at his hotel, then ‘potentially had some Jägerbombs’ along with half a dozen vodkas at the club. He insisted that after all of this he was not drunk. If I may take a moment here to call upon the wisdom of experience – a person who cannot definitively say whether they have had any Jägerbombs has definitely had some Jägerbombs. A Jägerbomb is an experience that does not pass one by. Further to that, a person who says they have ‘potentially’ done something has definitely done that thing and doesn’t want to admit it. A person who has had between 15 and 24 standard drinks in one evening is shitfaced. A person who tries to bribe a bouncer £300 – three hundred quid! – to get into Mbargo – Mbargo! – is beyond shitfaced. If Stokes admitted that he was drunk then the prosecution could say he was out of control. He claimed clear recall of assessing a threat, feeling fear and deciding to protect himself with force. He confidently denied details from the bouncer’s testimony, like using the word ‘cunt’ or mentioning gold teeth. Yet on other details he claimed a ‘significant memory blackout’. He didn’t remember the punch that saw Ryan One taken away by ambulance. He didn’t remember what the Ryans had said to Kai and Billy, only that those words were homophobic. With no head injury, as one of the few people who hadn’t been hit, he had supposedly suffered this memory loss despite being sober. The version from Kai and Billy was compatible but vague: they had been walking along, they ‘heard … shouts’ of abuse from an unspecified source, then Stokes ‘stepped in’ and thus they avoided possible harm. They claimed to have been bought a drink by Stokes at Mbargo, although CCTV showed them meeting outside. The overall implication from both accounts was that the cricketers had been pals with Kai and Billy, while the Ryans as per The Sun’s headline were a roving band of thugs. The reality though is that the Ryans were the ones hanging out with Kai and Billy at Mbargo. Police discussed CCTV from inside the club in questioning and at trial. On that footage the four Bristolians bought drinks for one another, danced together, and Kai was noted to have variously touched Ryan Two’s crotch and Ryan One’s buttock. Ryan One told police that all of this was taken lightheartedly and wasn’t a problem. Indeed, when the Ryans called it a night the other two left with them. This much is clear from footage out the front of Mbargo, which shows Kai and Billy exit the club and start talking with a subdued Hales and a demonstrative Stokes, who are stuck outside. The vision was played in court to determine whether Stokes was antagonistic towards Kai and Billy, as he appears to impersonate them and to throw a lit cigarette their way. More interesting is that after a few minutes the Ryans emerge, and all six actors in the fight video briefly form a prequel in the one frame. Ryan Two pats Billy on the chest in friendly fashion with his right hand before clapping him on the back with his left. He moves past and does the same to Kai before leaving the shot. Ryan One stops to speak to Kai. They lean in for a moment, talking, then Kai turns and they walk out of frame together. Billy hangs around for a few seconds at the door and then looks after them and races to catch up. Stokes and Hales remain outside the club to remonstrate further with the bouncers. Whatever discord develops around the corner is between four men who left amicably together minutes earlier. There’s no way to know what caused that friction. If Ryan One did use homophobic slurs, he might have been drunkenly obnoxious for no reason. He might have had an insecure macho response to some extra flirtation. He might have thought unkindness was funny – ‘banter’ once again. Or he might have said something that was misunderstood, as both Ryans insisted in court that they had not used nor had the impulse to use any abusive language. What clearly didn’t happen was an attack by bigots on random passers-by. This kind of crime is regular enough that an audience understands the horror of it, and this is what was evoked by the public accounts of Stokes, Billy and Kai. All we know is that there was some verbal dispute among the Bristol locals, and that Stokes came along behind them and put himself in the middle of it. Ryan One responded to the interference aggressively and away they went. There are plenty of reasons to look sideways at the idea that Stokes was a saviour. Foremost, neither Kai nor Billy was called upon as witnesses in court. You’d think it would be ideal to have Stokes’ story backed up by those who benefited from his selflessness. But his defence team had developed the impression that the pair had shown a changeable recall of events amid a hard-partying lifestyle, and would be dismantled by the prosecution on the stand. That raises the question of whether The Sun coached their quotes for the 2017 interview. Despite missing court, Kai and Billy clearly enjoyed the attention. In 2018 after the trial they did a follow-up spread in the same paper about how poor Ben had been mistreated. They got a television spot on Good Morning Britain and glowed about his heroism. In 2019 The Sun wheeled them out once more to say that Stokes should get a knighthood. In 2017 they had ‘never watched cricket’ but by 2019 were supposedly volunteering sentences like, ‘He saved us, now he’s saved the Ashes.’ Whether they were paid for these appearances is not known, but the chance to be famous for a day can be lure enough. If you find this cynical, consider that on the night in question, the Bristol boys were so deeply moved and thankful for Ben’s intervention that they left him to be arrested and never attempted to find out who he was. Seconds after the video ended, an off-duty policeman reached the scene. You might think that someone grateful to a saviour would speak on his behalf. Instead, said Kai, ‘it all got a bit scary so we walked off. It was too much for me and we went to Quigley’s takeaway for chicken burgers and cheesy chips.’ They didn’t give their hero a thought for over a month while police issued multiple appeals for witnesses. As for Stokes, he told his arresting officer that ‘his friends’ had been attacked. After three minutes of chat outside a nightclub, these friends were so dear to him that he has never contacted them again: not after the newspaper piece, not after the verdict. He didn’t want to see how they were or thank them for their support. He didn’t mention them by name in his solicitor’s statement after the trial. The Stokes defence rested on Ryan One’s bottle, which he had carried out of Mbargo to finish a beer, not to use in a Sharks versus Jets amateur production. But once he turned it over to hold it by the neck it became a weapon. Intent and interpretation can change the material nature of things. Part of Stokes’ justification in court was that the bottle implied that the two Ryans might have ‘other weapons’ hidden away. You can understand how a jury could decide that created doubt. Not being convicted, though, doesn’t give the contents of the video a big green tick. It does not, as his lawyer claimed, vindicate Stokes. Looking in detail, Ryan One is belligerent but his movements telegraph a bluff. Hales is the person he’s gesturing at, but they’re several metres apart when Ryan One cocks his arm ostentatiously, showing off the bottle rather than bracing to swing. He skips forward but Hales skips back and Ryan One doesn’t follow. Kai stretches out an arm to impede Ryan One, who has a drunken stumble, nearly eats pavement, then staggers towards Kai and hits him in the back. That hand is still holding the bottle, but his strike is a side-arm cuff on a soft part of the body. It’s all pretty tame. This is where Stokes gets involved. Having moved across to protect Hales, he now takes three large steps to run around Kai and booms his first punch at Ryan One. They fall to the ground and the bottle clinks away. Stokes gets to his feet to punch down at the fallen man, while Hales arrives to kick him ineffectively then runs off across the street for some unknown reason. Ice-cream van? Stokes is soon back in the grapple having his shirt pulled up to show off his Durham tan. Ryan Two steps in for the first time to pull Stokes away, prompting a couple more random punches at this new target, then Stokes trips backwards over Ryan One and sprawls in the street. Hales chooses this moment to return and aim some solid kicks at the head of the man on the ground. Nothing so far is a triumph of moral philosophy or the pugilistic arts. But if it all stopped here, perhaps you could say it was somewhere approaching fair. Ryan One has behaved like a turnip and it’s not an entirely unjust world that would give him a whack across the chops. The antagonists have disentangled, Stokes has some distance, it’s time to dust off and go home. Ryan Two steps forward for this purpose with his palm raised in conciliatory style and says, ‘Settle down, stop.’ So Stokes punches him. It’s roughly his fifth punch overall, and he really winds up into this one. He misses so hard that he stumbles away into the shadows of the shop awnings along the road. Hales starts shouting for him to stop. Ryan Two backs into the street, still holding his palm up. Stokes closes on him from about five metres away, six large steps, to where Ryan Two is standing on his own. Stokes pushes him a couple of times, as Ryan Two keeps trying to placate him and saying ‘Stop.’ Stokes throws his sixth punch, largely missing as his target ducks. Ryan Two keeps pulling away and reversing, into the middle of the street now. Stokes follows him, grabbing his sleeve to drag him back. By this point Ryan One has found his feet and walked around behind his friend. Both of them are in the same line of sight for Stokes, and both are backing away. Stokes aims his seventh and his eighth punches, which Ryan Two tries to deflect, as Hales walks up behind Stokes to grab him. Stokes yanks away from his friend and switches to Ryan One instead, taking seven paces to grab him before throwing his ninth punch of the night. He grabs again; Ryan One blocks that arm and pushes himself back away from Stokes. Ryan Two again intercedes, putting himself between the two with his palms up and his arm extended. Stokes throws his tenth punch, a right-hander at the face of Ryan Two, then shoves him backwards. Ryan Two backs away once more, four paces. Stokes follows, steadies, lines up, then launches his strongest punch yet, his eleventh, a proper right hook from a solid base, one that cracks across the man’s head and gives him concussion. Ryan Two ends up flat on his back in the middle of the street, his hands still outstretched for a moment in useless protest until they twitch and drop to the blacktop. Stokes isn’t done. He once more shoves away the restraining Hales and follows Ryan One, who keeps backing away saying, ‘Alright, alright, alright.’ Five more paces from Stokes before another blow at the man’s head. Kai and Billy are now standing over the poleaxed Ryan Two. The video ends, but seconds later Stokes will punch Ryan One hard enough to knock him out too, before off-duty cop Andrew Spure arrives on the scene to bring down the curtain. When the body-camera footage kicks in some minutes later, Stokes is in handcuffs but Ryan One is still laid out in the street. Ryan Two has regained consciousness, folded his shirt under his friend’s head and is asking police for an ambulance. ‘At this point, I felt vulnerable and frightened. I was concerned for myself and others.’ This was how Stokes described that sequence to the court. An elite athlete with years of gym work and training to snap a bat through the line of a ball with astounding power and precision, swinging fists as hard as he can at men with none of those advantages. Punching so hard that he breaks his hand, and repeatedly shoving away a friend so he can punch some more. Frightened and threatened by two targets shouting ‘Get back!’ and ‘Stop!’ The off-duty officer testified that Stokes ‘seemed to be the main aggressor or was progressing forward trying to get to’ Ryan One, who was ‘trying to back away or get away from the situation’. The student who filmed the video can be heard on the tape at one stage exclaiming ‘Fuck!’ and testified that it was because ‘I felt a little bit sorry about the lad that had been punched and it looked like he had his hands up’. That tallied with the prosecutor’s depiction of ‘a sustained episode of significant violence that left onlookers shocked at what was taking place’. The defendant stuck to his strategy. ‘No, my sole focus was to protect myself.’ All up, in the 33 seconds of footage after he falls over, Stokes takes 35 steps forward to keep hitting two men who keep trying to get away. Not once is he hit back. After the verdict, Stokes’ solicitor positioned him as the victim. It had been ‘an eleven-month ordeal for Ben … The jury’s decision fairly reflects the truth of what happened that night … He was minding his own business … It was only when others came under threat that Ben became physically engaged. The steps that he took were solely aimed at ensuring the safety of himself and the others present …’ The statement was impossibly self-righteous and self-absorbed. If there was anyone to feel sorry for it was Ryan Hale, the second of our two Ryans. He’s the one who emerged from the club with a friendly arm around the shoulder for Kai and Billy. He’s the one who interposed himself to end the fight, then kept putting himself back in the firing line, trying to calm an intimidating stranger while dodging blows. For his show of restraint he got laid out regardless, concussed in the street, then was issued a criminal charge equal to that of the man who hit him, and described in national media as a violent bigot in an untested story to support that man’s defence. Lawyers for Ryan Two made a more convincing post-trial statement, noting that Kai and Billy, ‘neither of whom were relied upon by the prosecution or the defence team for Mr Stokes, have taken the opportunity to speak with various media outlets about the alleged homophobic abuse that they received in the early hours of September 25. Mr Hale has passionately denied this allegation throughout the course of this case,’ it continued. ‘It is upsetting to Mr Hale that although he was acquitted, the accusation that he was the author of such abuse remains. Both Mr Hale and Mr Ali were knocked unconscious by Mr Stokes, and although Mr Stokes has been acquitted of an affray, Mr Hale struggles with the reasons why the Crown Prosecution Service did not treat him as a victim of an unlawful assault.’Good question. Avon and Somerset police were the investigating force, and they were frustrated by the decision. Ryan Two was filmed clearly not hurting anyone, but police were instructed by the CPS to proceed with a charge. Hales (the cricketer) was filmed fighting but ‘a decision was made at a senior level of the CPS’ not to proceed. Police expected Stokes to be charged with assault but the CPS declined. It doesn’t take a wild cynic to think that placing the same lukewarm charge on three men for vastly divergent behaviour might ensure that none would be convicted, even as the trial would maintain the pretence that a defendant of influential standing had not been given a free pass. A couple of years down the line, the original interview with Kai and Billy has disappeared. All traces have been scrubbed from The Sun website, its social media history, and even from the Wayback Machine internet archive. Given its headline of ‘homophobic thugs’ and text that names Ryan Two but not Ryan One, the libel liability isn’t hard to spot. Later interviews with Kai and Billy take the passive voice – they ‘suffered homophobic slurs outside a Bristol nightclub’. The article that was once claimed to exonerate brave Ben Stokes now links only to a missing content page, with a picture of a dropped ice-cream cone and the phrase ‘legal removal’ inserted into the web URL. In terms of consequences, Stokes missed one tour. When he resumed his career in January 2018, the Australians hadn’t yet ruined theirs. Their year-long bans looked much more stringent. But the Stokes case dragged on in other ways. With no criminal liability, the Australians confessed promptly enough for the sporting world to give them the full length of the lash. Their situation was ugly but there was closure. Stokes got stuck in legal stasis, unable to be fully backed or condemned. Instead his issue was always present, a browser full of open tabs that the ECB swore they would read any day now. Through 2018 Stokes was back but he wasn’t back, in the sunglasses and finger-guns sense. In his return one-day series he nearly cost England a match with 39 from 73 balls in Wellington. His first Test hit was a duck as England got rolled in Auckland for 58. At Trent Bridge while Stokes was injured, England posted a world record 481 against Australia. With Stokes three weeks later at the same ground they made 268. He crawled to 50 from 103, the second-slowest any Englishman had reached that milestone in 20 years. That span covered Alastair Cook’s whole career. It was apologetic batting, acting out responsibility via the scorecard. Stokes was creeping back into the team like he’d been kicked out in a blazing row and was hoping to tip-toe to the sofa. It was December 2018 before the ECB disciplinary committee ruled on him and Hales. In a ‘remarkable coincidence’, wrote Simon Heffer in The Telegraph, ‘the punishment both players faced in terms of bans from playing at international level was covered by the amount of games they had already missed when dropped by England’s selectors, in the furore that followed the incident’. The verdict compounded the omissions around the case by not addressing the violence at its heart. Nor did Stokes, apologising only ‘to my team-mates, coaches and support staff’, and then ‘to England supporters and to the public for bringing the game into disrepute’. The implicit next step was to rebuild that reputation. It might have been easier had his court defence not meant that he wasn’t game to admit any fault at all. It might have been easier if he or his advisers had been willing to change tack once the trial was done. Imagine a world where Stokes had stood outside court and apologised for overreacting, for the injuries he’d caused, and for the time and energy he had sucked out of other people’s lives. That would have been a show of responsibility beyond a scorecard. When the time came around to assess forgiveness, it might have meant forgiveness was deserved.
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Hi, everybody. My name is Sid, and I’m an addict. It took me a long time to accept that. But when you take a job in a casino just so that you can be there all the time and try to gain an edge, you’re an addict. It’s obvious even to me. More so to my family and friends, who I barely see anymore. It’s not pills or coke, booze or heroin that I’m hooked on. I’m addicted to gambling. The casino that made me so obsessed is not an ordinary one, though. It’s far from ordinary. You don’t play for money at Fantasy Casino. You play for your dreams. I hear you laughing. But have you ever had a really, really great dream? One that got so good you snapped awake the second it started to get really excellent? Well, imagine that times a thousand. Times a million. A dream so real and so perfect that all of your fantasies become reality. Time stretches out. You feel like you are there forever. A lifetime passes before your return. Infinite wealth, the ability to fly like superman, you’re surrounded by sex and beautiful people all day as you relax in a palace built to your mind’s most exacting specifications of perfection. But then you wake up, and in an instant it is gone. The power, the wealth, the endless sex and supernatural powers. Everything is suddenly NORMAL again. And so you go back to the casino. I went back to the casino. But the problem with gambling is that you don’t always win. And when you lose, suddenly the winnings are gone as well, vanished without a trace. All I knew was that I had to have that feeling again. So I went inside the giant building and then followed the secret signs which led to a door that led to a staircase going downwards. I went down the stairs and knocked on the door marked “Private” and waited for an answer. “Password.” The voice on the other side of the black door waited for my response. “Seramth Gin.” I said the unnatural words carefully and deliberately, still not knowing their meaning. A friend had told me the password, a fellow gambler who I would later find dead in his apartment. His corpse white, bloated, and maggot-infested. His eyes were black and filled with blood which streamed from his eye sockets like tears. He had bit his tongue clean off and his fingernails were found lodged in various surfaces throughout his apartment. Like he had been trying to claw his way out of a steel box that only he could see. But I’m getting ahead of myself. That was later. At this point I was still hopeful for another wonderful dream. Still thankful for his advice to seek out the place. The door opened and I walked inside. It was the same as it had been the day before, only less busy at this time – still early afternoon. I approached the table I had been sitting at the night before. Poker – Texas Hold ‘em: Ten dream limit – the sign read. The rules were simple. You got a stack of chips. If you doubled them, you received a dream. If you lost them, you lost a dream. I wasn’t concerned about losing dreams yet, I still didn’t understand exactly what that meant. When I lost my first stack of chips, I quickly bought in again. And again. And again. Pretty soon I realized I had lost eight dreams with no winnings whatsoever. I was in a slump. A losing streak. I decided to go home and count my losses. Literally, since I had no idea what that even meant. As I got up to leave the table, the dealer looked at me. His eyes were remorseless and cold. “See the cashier on your way out,” he said, handing me eight black chips. I gulped and walked over to the glass window where the cashier sat waiting. Handing him the eight chips, he raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue. “That’s a shame. Hold out your hand please.” Two men in black suits came up behind me suddenly and stood on either side of me, intimidating in their stature and demeanour. I did as he asked and held out my hand with the palm facing up. The cashier pulled out a strange-looking device from beneath the counter. It had a vial of vermillion-coloured liquid at the top that was attached to the rest of it which resembled a gun with a hypodermic needle at the end. I screamed and tried to pull away, but the two men grabbed me and held my arm through the window. Thrashing and elbowing them, I tried to get away but it was useless. The cashier injected the stuff into my veins quickly and it felt cold and slimy going through my system. I could feel it suddenly in my heart, turning it cold and then up into my mind and my lungs and all extremities causing me to shake and violently seize. I writhed on the floor, blood pouring from my ears and my eyes. Finally the feeling settled down into a numbness that prickled the insides of my blood vessels. It wasn’t until later, once I realized what the casino really was, that I found out what they had done. I went home with the certainty that they had injected me with something. If winning had resulted in the greatest dream I had ever had – essentially an almost never-ending fantasy – what would happen after a loss? Nightmares. That was what it would be. I was sure of it. I settled into bed that night and closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep quickly after such an emotionally exhausting afternoon. As soon as my eyes closed, they opened again and it was morning. It felt as if I had not slept at all. My mind was fuzzy and it was difficult to focus. My eyes wanted to close again but my alarm was telling me that it was time to get up for work, so I hit the “dismiss” button and hopped in the shower. I threw on my clothes and went out the door. At work I noticed a few people looking at me strangely, but I didn’t realize until someone pointed it out to me that my shirt was on inside-out. At this point I was still working in an office doing commodities trading and such lapses were frowned upon. If you couldn’t focus enough to put your shirt on properly in the morning, how could you focus enough to get the work done in such a demanding environment? Millions of dollars changing hands with each transaction meant that such trivial things were put under a magnifying glass and coupled with other subsequent mistakes each following day after that, I found myself in the boss’s office by the end of the week being handed my walking papers. Desperate for rest after days of not feeling any benefit from sleep, I went back to the casino. They knew just by looking at me how to dig their claws in further. After a couple hours I had managed to win myself a dream. They handed me the complimentary cocktail as they had the time before. I hadn’t realized the significance of it and still didn’t, despite the unusual vermillion colour of the drink. I swallowed it in one gulp and went out the door practically dancing and clicking my heels, ready to go home and feel rested again. My dream that night was wonderful. Everything I had hoped for in many ways. But not as good as the first time. I wanted that feeling back again. Knowing that it was a dream the whole time and realizing that it was going to end seemed to shorten the fantasy, made it seem hollow and manufactured. If I could win again maybe it would be like that first time, I thought. The casino drew me in again and again. I found myself a zombie most days, exhausted, at my wit’s end. Ready to call it quits for good and say goodbye. But then I would win again and it would all seem to be alright for a while. My debt kept growing and growing with nearly every trip. The hypodermic needle would be plunged into my skin and every time they had to hold me down. Every time I would feel a little more empty. A little more hollow. Waking up every day began to feel the same. Nothing had definition or purpose. “You’re here all the time,” one of the goons whispered to me as they shot the needle into my vein the time after that. “Haven’t you figured it out yet? You should just get a job here and then at least you’ll be in on the secret.” I applied the next day and got an interview with the boss. I would find out later that if you got someone to apply there you got a one dream bonus. In his office, the well-dressed man was sitting behind a massive polished ebony desk. The room was adorned with paintings, sculptures, and other high-priced artwork. He had photos everywhere of himself shaking hands with world leaders, new and old, for hundreds of years. His face never changed. Never aged. “So, you want to work with us? Tired of dreamless nights without end? You want to have some relief, is that it?” “Yes. Please. Anything. I’ve been coming here for so long and it’s an endless cycle. I want back what I’ve lost but I keep finding myself more and more in debt with each visit.” “Ah, so do you understand it now, then? What the ‘injections’ are?” It finally dawned on me, sitting there. Not injections at all. They weren’t putting something in us. They were taking something out. The vermillion-coloured liquid in the vials – our dreams. “If I take a job with you, will the same rules apply? Will they still take my sleep, my rest, every time I lose?” “Yes. We can’t have the employees living by different rules than everyone else. But we will give you an alternative injection, so that you feel well-rested when you come in for your shift.” “I’ll do it. I need to rest. I need to get some meaningful sleep. My life has been miserable ever since coming here.” “Well, I can’t promise that this will help,” he said, getting up from his desk with a hypodermic gun in his hand. The vial of fluid sitting atop this one was jet-black and looked evil and poisonous. He rolled up his sleeves as he primed it and I watched a few beads of it drip oil-like out of the tip of the needle. “What the hell is that!? I don’t want that stuff in me!” “But you need to sleep, my dear worker. I can’t have you passing out at the blackjack table like a narcoleptic! You agreed to this, after all. You wanted to rest, and the only way for that to happen is for you to have SOME sort of dream. Not everyone is as lucky as you, you know. To have that wonderful vermillion fluid in your veins. Some people come to us begging to take it from them. Some of our employees for example, the ones who do the recruitment for us, are full of this black stuff.” “What?” I had gotten up from the chair and was backing away from him towards the door. But I found it was locked as he approached. “First you have to tell me the password, Sid.” “Seramth Gin.” I said the words that I had said every time to gain access to the casino, only this time I pictured the letters and rearranged them in my mind. “Nightmares.” He smiled as he injected me with the vial of black hate, and it went into my veins feeling hot and unpleasant. I began to sweat and the beads of it turned cold on my skin as I shivered. I’ll sleep tonight. I might even wake up feeling rested. But as long as I live and work at that casino, I’ll be afraid to dream again. Because now my unconscious hours are occupied by the most terrifying experiences imaginable. Nightmares beyond imagining in their awfulness. That is my fate. Unless… Just maybe, I can win one more time. JG TCC
(37M) Just finalized divorce yesterday, and it feels great AMA
I wish I had found this sub years ago. Reading through these posts is really eye-opening and I see so many similarities to my own marriage. Long post ahead. I married at 18 for all the wrong reasons. She was 21. We were high school sweethearts. We were in love, but, in retrospect, neither of us were ready to get married. I kind of knew it at the time, but I went against my gut and did it anyway. We were married for 19 years. No kids. There were so many red flags over the years, but, in my eyes, none of them were worth ending the marriage. I never cheated. To my knowledge, neither did she. It just became a never-ending cycle of her treating me like a man-child which got progressively worse over the years. I even have a text message thread from several months ago where she claimed I wanted her to be "my mommy" (this couldn't be further from what I wanted) and that's why she treated me like this. She pushed me (not in a good way, but I'm glad she did) to advance my professional career. Any job I had was never good enough for her, and I never made enough money for her. Red flag. However, this caused me to rapidly climb the corporate ladder in my 20s. At 29 I was able to quit my FT 6-figure job and start my own business, doubling, then tripling, then quadrupling my income over the next couple of years. Certainly no regrets here. We have also been able to buy several houses, become landlords for 6 years, and pretty much live where we wanted. But she resented me for it. I was required to be at the office *a lot* and she hated that I wasn't home until 9 pm on any given weekday. Our last house was a solid 2-3 hour drive (depending on traffic) from the city center. So I often had to leave the house by 6:30 am and wasn't back until late in the evening. Yeah, she was lonely. She wanted me to watch TV with her every night (I became very disinterested in TV anyway) which just wasn't possible. I could have kept a somewhat cushy corporate job that wasn't demanding in terms of hours, making much less money, but that wasn't good enough for her. Rewind back to 2001. I put her through college and sacrificed my own college education for her. I worked 2 jobs, 7 days a week, for years to support us when I was 18-21. We were living in a crappy apartment and barely making ends meet. But she was going to make something of herself, then I was going to go to college and do the same. Like you are supposed to do. I tried to go to college while working 2 jobs for 60-70 hours per week, but it was way too much. My grades made it unable for me to advance, so I dropped out. She graduated in 2004... then never really tried to get a decent job. The 'best' job she ever had was a retail store manager for a small store (making like $15/hr) and she hated it. She was perfectly capable of making 6-figures at a corporate job, but she never even made an attempt. She hopped between entry-level and minimum wage jobs, never spending more than a couple of months at any of them. Don't take this to mean I ever really cared about how much money she made. What I cared about was the effort she put into being a responsible adult. We were still having trouble making ends meet. In 2006 (married for 5 years) I got my first big pay jump when I switched companies. I increased my income by 70% overnight and I was starting to see light at the end of the work-till-you-die tunnel. It was finally going to be good with my new income and hers, right? Wrong. A couple of months into my new job she brought up the idea of her quitting her job to be a 'full-time homemaker'. Remember, we didn't have kids and didn't want any, and she is the one with the degree and the college debt we would be paying down for the next 15 years. It started as an idea, then over a couple of weeks, it turned into her begging me to let her quit her job for good. I resisted, explaining to her that it made no financial sense. Besides, how was she going to keep herself occupied throughout the day? Laundry only needed to be done once a week, dishes only take a few minutes a day. So, against my wishes, she quit working for good and never looked back. She did take to cooking more, but she basically sat at home and watched TV. This went on for years. She knew I was against it. Without her income, we were in a worse financial situation than before I got my new job. But, (her words) because I was the man, "I was supposed to support the family" She was bored all the time. The free time gave her much more time to find things to get upset about and dwell on. For example, she would start a big fight if I left a single bowl in the sink for *me* to wash later. Or if I used the stove or microwave and she found a single spec of splattered food. Or if I turned a perfectly functional knob on the washing machine to wash my own laundry. She would absolutely blow up -- "I did [insert thing here] on purpose so I could get out of doing [the thing] in the future." Thank god we had our own bathrooms. She resented me for these things and I had no chance for retribution. She did do most of the housework for a few years, but I always did 100% of the yardwork. And almost 5 years ago we bought and lived on a farm -- got several dozen animals from horses to sheep to donkeys to ducks and geese. Just like in her professional 'career', she helped take care of them for a little while. Until she decided it was too much work. Then I was the one left by myself rounding up the animals, fixing broken fence, thawing out frozen water pipes, etc at 2 am on a weeknight when I had an 8 am meeting the next morning. As you would expect, the sex decreased significantly over the years. It was good when we were in our teens and early 20s. But she became less and less interested over the years. It went from several times per week, to several times per month, to every few months, to... almost never. She wanted sex to be very mundane. She didn't like it when I went down on her. She absolutely refused to go down on me, and never did. She didn't like it when I tried to use my hand to please her. She didn't like foreplay. She never wanted to do anything other than missionary. We talked about how to spice up our sex life for years. I brought all sorts of ideas from the table from roleplaying to toys to things on the kinkier side, but she never actually wanted to do anything about it. I had also been struggling with PE throughout my later 20s which made the situation worse. And the PE was "my fault" and "I needed to do something about it". I did see a urologist who diagnosed me as perfectly normal and sent me on my way. He suggested both of us see a sex therapist together, which she was not ok with -- because this was "my problem". Until we separated and I put myself out there, I hadn't had sex in about 4 years. Fast forward to 2018. I was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer -- like fewer than 100 cases per year in the entire country. The physician knew very little about it -- the hospital hadn't seen a case of it in over 5 years -- and referred me to a specialist in a city a few hours away. It was a few months before I knew anything definitive or could get it treated. When I told my ex about the diagnosis, she preceded to inform me how I don't "have cancer" (but I did) and made it clear it was my own problem. I had an all-day surgery with the specialist to remove it -- I told her it was going to be an all-day surgery in advance. A couple-hour drive each way. Did she offer to drive me there or support me in any way? Nope. I got to drive myself there and back. Did she help me clean the huge surgical wound (it was like 10 inches in diameter) I had for the next 3 months? I even asked for her help cleaning and dressing it. She refused. So I had to figure out how to do it by myself. Did she express the slightest interest in talking to the specialist about it to get her own answers and put her mind at ease? Nope. She already knew better. This when it became painfully obvious she didn't care about me at all. And I still financially supported her 100%. At this point, she hadn't had a job for over 10 years and spent most of any given day watching TV. In 2017 she started an Etsy sewing shop -- which didn't take much of her time, but it gave her something to do. We were vendors at lots of local festivals together when those were still a thing. We were doing this almost every weekend from April through December. She didn't have more than 200 orders per year until 2020. When the lockdowns and mask shortages started in March she started sewing cloth masks. She did really well for a couple of months, doing 50-100 orders per day. I told her I was proud of her. I also tried to help her when she was having trouble keeping up. I spent a whole day helping her get caught up on orders. I can't sew, so I was helping her pack envelopes, print shipping labels, and iron decals onto the masks. She showed me how to do the iron-on transfers. It's so easy a 10-year-old could do it. I did a couple hundred of them that afternoon. She came to inspect them before they got shipped out. And she blew-the-fuck-up. I did it *exactly* how she showed me and they looked great. But she could still see a crease in the fabric where it was folded. It was "my fault" and, as usual, I had done it "on purpose" so I could get out of helping in the future. Sound familiar? I immediately stopped helping and left. I was done with her acting like a child. She is 40 years old and still acts like she is 12. Did she ever thank me for helping? No. Did she still ship the orders? Yep, so they weren't bad were they? Did she apologize for blowing up again? Nope. And I forgot to mention -- we have been basically separated for the better part of 4 years. Sleeping in different rooms in the house. I've been living in an 'apartment' in the basement of my own house. She kicked me out of the bedroom when she was throwing a fit about a short business trip I was going on. I needed to "tell them I wasn't going". She threw all of my stuff down the stairs and that was the end of that. I wasn't allowed to use the stove that I paid for. If I had food in the microwave and she wanted to use it, she would throw away whatever I had in there. She would throw away my dishes if I wasn't watching; I found them in the trash all the time. I spent the next several months thinking about all of this and much more. One thing I came to realize: in the 19 years we had been married I couldn't think of a single instance where she apologized for blowing up about something meaningless or admitted she was wrong. Not a single one. I even challenged her about it. Could she think of a single time she did either one of those? She couldn't come up with one concrete example. BTW, I apologized thousands of times. I never once blew up about anything in our entire relationship -- that's not the kind of person I am -- but I have apologized for things I said that made her feel bad and admitted I was wrong many, many times. At her insistence, I even admitted to doing lots of meaningless things that I didn't actually do just to put a fight to bed and keep the relationship in-tact. There is no point in fighting over BS. 2020 also brought on a lot of financial stress. At the beginning of the year, I had signed contracts that would make this the biggest year since I started the business. Clients were in sports, restaurants, casinos, and live entertainment. I lost all of them, and most of them are unlikely to survive 2021 without a bankruptcy. I laid off my entire staff. Our income took a nosedive. We burnt through most of our savings because she couldn't control her spending habits, and she had zero interest in financially contributing to the household. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. She made it abundantly clear she didn't care about me, and, at the same time, she expected me to financially support her do-whatever-she-wants consequences-be-damned lifestyle. I prepared the divorce papers and presented them to her on a whim when she was blowing up about dishes in the sink or something like that. I just couldn't deal with it anymore. I don't know why she acted surprised. She had told me she wanted a divorce plenty of times in recent years, and a couple of times in 2020. But she never had the balls to do it. This was something I had been thinking about for a few years, but I was likely to be on the hook for $10k/month in alimony for the rest of my life if it weren't for COVID. We live in a midwest state with divorce case-law which strongly favors women, and I have lots of male friends/colleagues who got screwed royally in a divorce -- even if their spouse cheated. So it was kind of the perfect storm. Depleted savings and drastically reduced income meant there was nothing for the court to grant. All we really had left was retirement savings and home equity. The house sale is closing in 10 days and we already liquidated the 401k, which she used to buy her own house. That was everything. Sorry for the long post, but I needed to rant to some strangers on the internet. There is obviously much more to tell over 19 years of marriage, but I'll leave it here for the sake of brevity. This post may sound very one-sided, but I really tried to keep it together. I tried to be a good husband. To give my wife what she wanted. To be there for her when she needed me. To make her happy, at the expense of my own happiness. Happy wife, happy life, right? As I put in the title, the court granted dissolution yesterday. It was very easy. No attorneys, we didn't fight about any remaining property. We each own our own vehicles free and clear and had no interest in the other's. She stole a few thousand more dollars from our joint account and sold some valuable things without my permission, but it wasn't worth fighting over. I just let it go. I'm finally free and I feel better than I have in years. Ask me anything.
Here on a Sunday night to give you autists some time to cross-check my info, start your RH instant deposit, and let your wife's bf know you're coming back with a vengeance. Here's an in-depth analysis on DraftKings and how to maximize profits over the foreseeable future to squeeze this for every tendie we can. Now that many states face revenue shortfalls due to the coronavirus pandemic and wider budget deficits, there needs to be a push to fill that gap and nothing is better positioned than sports betting. As you all know, $DKNG came to market through a SPAC merging with Diamond Eagle back in April, at the worst of the pandemic when live sports were dead and there was more uncertainty than ever for what was to come. Jason Robins, Draft Kings CEO, has balls of steel and knew that they needed to get to market quickly for a sports betting run-up the likes of which we've never seen. Sports are now on their way back, with a huge amount of positive catalysts coming up in the next few months to skyrocket this stock to the moon and beyond.
I want to clarify that a large amount of my conviction from this play comes from the incredible management team leading the company. CEO Jason Robins is a stand-up guy and has led the company through a huge amount of scrutiny since its founding in 2012. He comes from a data analytics background which could not be a better fit for the sports betting business. He prioritizes the high speed data that fuels the DraftKings platform as its most valuable asset and speaks often on the commitment his team has to ethical values and encouraging a trustworthy environment for its users to gamble their paychecks on the DraftKings platform. I've linked a great interview to get to know the CEO and give further insight into DraftKing's plans moving forward below and highly recommend anyone going in on this play give it a quick watch. Jason is optimistic about the future of state's legalizing mobile sports betting moving forward and says they will continue to invest boatloads of money into customer acquisition costs through TV ads and billboards on a state-by-state basis. Link: https://youtu.be/2OVFB9piEC0 Any of you who have come across DraftKings commercials, YouTube ads, billboards, know that their marketing is on point. This is a great play because DraftKing's expansion has occurred thus far on a state-by-state basis. This means that there's a large part of the nation (actually the majority) that is still ignorant to the sports betting wave that is coming in 2021. DraftKings is positioned extremely well to lead the way into the ~25 states still waiting to pass the bill.
The fact that the top 4 states in the country still have not legalized online sports betting presents a HUGE opportunity to ride this wave with little downside risk. Sports have already gone through the worst-case scenario during COVID shutdowns and survived—now we’ve got a great amount of positive catalysts coming up (NBA season, March madness, Super Bowl, etc.) that the general population is begging for some action on, paired with more money in their pocket from significantly less entertainment costs since the pandemic started. The Wuhan Virus gave DraftKings a shot in the arm to streamline its way into most (if not all) of the remaining state's ballots during Q1 and Q2 due to the huge cut in tax revenues that the lockdowns caused across the country. Governor Cuomo of New York released a statement last week stating he is now considering the passing of mobile sports betting in order to raise the state's tax revenue during a time where Congress completely skipped them over in terms of providing aid through the stimmy. New York is a huge catalyst moving forward. In my opinion, this is a make or break for how things look for DraftKings moving forward, and will largely influence how other states react. Mobile sports betting scares states as it is new and so accessible, but if you do research into the Powerball and other loterry companies, it just took a push in the right direction for states to realize how much money they are leaving on the table by not participating in these emerging markets. Sports betting has already benefited the 9 states which passed the bill (NJ leading the way) and has NY as well as every other governor, feeling major FOMO. Current states where online (mobile) sports betting laws have passed:
Legislation aside, the other huge catalyst is DraftKing's unique approach to owning its own data and proprietary tech stack. I believe that this will be where DKNG separates itself from the competition that is rushing to this space and will give it the upper hand in acquiring, and retaining, a large percentage of new users across opening states. From investor presentation:"Upon close of the business combination, DraftKings will become the only vertically-integrated pure-play sports betting and online gaming company based in the United States. Through the business combination, DraftKings expects to realize synergies by transitioning its risk and trading sports betting platform to SBTech’s, instead of relying on a third-party platform. In addition to reducing costs, DraftKings will control its backend system and product roadmap, differentiating the company from other U.S. operators and giving it the ability to tailor its sports betting product to U.S. sports and users." "SBTech is a global leader in omni-channel sports betting and gaming, with more than 1,200 employees in 10 offices worldwide. Since 2007, the group has developed the industry’s most powerful online sports betting and casino platform, serving licensees in more than 15 regulated territories. SBTech’s clients include many of the world’s premier betting and gaming operators, state lotteries, land-based casinos, horse racing companies, and iGaming start-ups. The group supplies highly flexible betting and gaming solutions to clients looking for exceptional configurability and the quickest route to market, complemented by proven business intelligence and reporting capabilities. The SBTech offering includes its seamless sportsbook, Chameleon360 iGaming platform, managed services, on-property sportsbook and omni-channel solutions that provide players with constant access to sports and casino products across all online, mobile and retail channels. Supported by unrivaled expertise in trading and risk management, acquisition and CRM, and the highest standards of regulatory compliance, SBTech’s partners consistently achieve rapid growth, enhanced brand loyalty and record revenues." DraftKings prioritized OWNING their own backend technology via this merger with SBTech, making them the first, and only company in this space to own their risk and trading platform. This gives DraftKings a huge edge to the rest of the market. It forked up the cash to keep everything in house not only to provide a better customer experience, but also to widen the moat against competitors as new states come onboard. The key here is to clarify that DraftKings and SBTech combined to be the only player in the market with 100% vertical integration and control of their own backend. Jason Robins and the rest of the management team are placing their efforts on having the best technology and the best product and really going all in on owning the U.S. landscape opening up, with as little need for cross-platform interaction as possible. This acquisition of SBTech was a complete game changer because it allowed them to be independent from paying revenue share to a third-party for betting lines and risk management services. Clarification: no other sports betting/fantasy sports/casino company currently has 100% vertical integration on the level that DraftKings has established.
This is where the market is missing the mark. Take the time to read over analyst reports, news articles, and interviews and you'll quickly notice 99% of the general market is completely glazing over DraftKing's iGaming sector. This industry has been a CA$H COW in Europe for awhile now, and is only getting started in the United States. Out of the companies that occupy this space, DraftKings is the only one to create one synergistic platform for Fantasy sports/Sportsbook/iGaming. This will be a huge value proposition that will ultimately rocket DraftKings to the top of the gaming market and solidify it as THE gaming powerhouse moving forward. The infrastructure driving DraftKing's products and Tech (all in one platform) Anyone that's watched the run of Skillz and the hype pushing PaySafe, knows how much anticipation there is for iGaming to become the new norm in the world of gambling. DraftKings has emerged as the market leader in each state they've launched in, and continue to gain more and more market share. Once new users get introduced to their platform, the cross-selling opportunity is limitless and creates an extremely sticky customer acquisition cycle. Competitors like Penn and MGM are dinosaurs in this space and have been playing catch-up to DraftKings since 2012. The new age of gamblers don't want to drive to a physical casino location or buy a home desktop to gamble. Everything will be mobile and run in real-time. DraftKings has been building an incredible live-sports ecosystem (first to market) and innovates the possibilities of what you can bet on a daily basis. Just download the app for yourself and do some exploring. I believe this is going to boom in the TikTok/millennial crowd as more states start to hop onboard.
Pulled from the investor presentation, $DKNG has smashed every one of their 2020 assumptions listed below. For any stats guys out there, I would love to see some models at how much of this market is still up for grabs. DraftKings has positioned themselves to be at the head of this movement, and I believe that 2021 will be the year we really see them take off into triple digits share prices. The catalysts are there, and the market is ripe for the taking. Their projections are extremely conservative and management lets the numbers do the talking. In my opinion, this is a bet on the management putting the dots together to EXECUTE as state legislation starts to go their way, once NY happens this shift will occur rapidly. https://www.sec.gov/Archives/edgadata/1772757/000110465920032214/tm2012476d1_425.htm The management is incredible and truly displays a vision for wanting to prop up shareholder value in the long-term through valuable data, a fully integrated platform, and aggressive customer acquisition to take control of this market as states realize the economic deficits which they are facing going into a new year. This along with the unprecedented hype that is going to be involved with sports events this year, will skyrocket DraftKings to new heights. This is not a bet on sports betting alone, it is a play on a data-heavy and analytically driven behemoth, with strategic partnerships (league, team, and celebrity partnerships) and one of the most aggressive marketing strategies I have ever laid eyes on. The stock soared earlier this years upon news of the Michael Jordan partnership (https://www.cnn.com/2020/09/02/investing/draftkings-michael-jordan-deal/index.html) and there is many, many more big moves in the pipeline.
Long-term I am extremely bullish on people wanting risk to make up a daily part of their lives. The psychology of sports betting resembles that of the lottery and is becoming a must-have for people to have the choice to place bets from the convenience of their mobile phones. We are moving into a future where if risk and leverage are not involved, people will have little interest in dedicating their time to things. This shift can be seen with the boom in retail options trading (shoutout wsb gang) and will have a similar effect in sports, iGaming, and random prop bets/surveys that Draft Kings is innovating heavily in. This is not to mention the infrastructure that DKNG is continuing to build out to rival that of Europe in terms of live sports betting (which makes up three quarters of revenue for online sports books in the UK) and expanding their horizons to lesser betted on sports such as tennis, golf, soccer, etc. If you've gotten this far, congrats you're just a few steps away from striking gold. Any feedback, comments, rebuttals, bear scenarios, etc. please comment. Good luck.
DraftKings has state legislation action coming, incredible management, is data-driven, is vertically integrated/owns its tech stack, has exposure to the full range of new world gaming (Fantasy/Sportsbook/iGaming), and is ahead of its competition forming league, team, and celebrity partnerships. $70c 1/21/22 $90c 1/20/23
He works full time and is a pig. Won't lift a finger around the house. Leaves his literal garbage everywhere. If I bag up trash and set it outside, he'll walk around it and refuse to take it around the house to the cans on his many 20+ minute smoke breaks. Weekends are soul crushing because the house can be as nearly spotless as a house can be with a toddler and by Sunday it's completely trashed because I refuse to clean up after him and he refuses to grab a vacuum and suck up the food mess both HIM and the toddler left in the living room, kitchen, dining room, and even the bathroom sometimes. This man even refuses to wipe off his shit smears on the toilet bowl and regularly splatters shit up onto the underside of the seat. I haven't cleaned "his" toilet in months and there's a nasty brown ring in it cause he leaves his piss in there for days and only flushes if he shits but won't make sure it all went down so sometimes there's still shit floating in there. Unfortunately its the bathroom with the tub so I have to clean the tub for my kid and I to bathe. He had four days off for Christmas and again for New Years. God strike me dead if I'm lying that my socks were brown and crusted from the crumbs of food and mud he tracked in. There's a bench and a boot tray by the door. I watched him come in, step OVER the boot mat right in front of the door, walk through the living room, stop to scrape his boots on the living room rug his daughter lays on and plays on all day, and then trip down the hall to our room with light tan carpet. The mud stains on the rug are still there because I don't own a carpet cleaner and the rentals are out right now. I fully believe he does this om purpose as a way to blatantly disrespect me and tell me to go fuck myself. Over his four day Christmas vacation, he walked out the door and disappeared for 11 hours. When I asked him where he was, he told me he was two towns over (2 hours one way) with his mom shopping. He just walked out the door and decided for me that I wasn't going to get to enjoy any time for myself and that I was going to parent alone. He didn't even ask how our kid was doing. Over his four day New Years vacation, he pulled thr disappearing act TWICE. On New Years eve he decided he was going to go to the casino with his mom. Never mentioned this or asked how I felt about it. Just walked out the door and left the toddler with me. Never asked how she was doing. Came home at 3am. On New Years day, I woke him up at 8 am and he got mad because he had gotten in late. Not my problem. He then stormed around the house for a few hours until his mom called him to ask if he wanted lunch. He didn't talk about it with me. I overheard it (she was on speaker) and he just started getting dressed. When I asked where he was going with his mom, he said "No where." So he's lying. Okay. So I call her up and ask if she'd like to hang oit with her grand daughter and she says yes! Send her with him! (I told her I needed to get some work done without her up my ass). This pisses him off and he goes and sits in his car so that I am forced to get her ready and her bags packed with snacks and clothes and diapers and toys and I put her in the seat and kiss her goodbye. Not even 40 minutes later he bangs open the door and she's crying. He rants about how she was a BRAT the entire time and embarrassed him and blah blah blah. Shit I deal with daily because she's a toddler and that's what they do. He puts her down, dumps her bags down, and walks out the door. He's gone from 2pm to 1am. He just decided for me that he was going to force me to care for her instead of getting my work done because he didn't want to parent that day. So the next day, Saturday, I wake up before the two of them, set the monitor right next to him on full volume, and walk out the door. I got some work done, groomed my dog (takes an hour just to dry him after a bath and then I gave him a hair cut), sat in a parking lot with a hot lunch, browsed a Home Goods. I was gone 5 hours and I was dying to get back home. I never called to ask how she was and I desperately wanted to. I went back home to a fucking pig sty of a house. She was also filthy from feeding herself a messy lunch and not being cleaned up after. She was also over tired and sobbing when she saw me because of course he didn't put her down for a nap. How the hell am I supposed to enjoy being "off duty" and doing things I want to get done or just playing hooky from parenting? I thought about getting a hotel room just for me, but I'd be miserable sitting in a room all by myself constantly fighting the urge to video call to see her. And then I know I'd go home to even more work than would have happened if I had just stayed. How do I manage to act like a man who clearly wants to skip out on parenting every chance he can even just for one day/night???
I live in a small mining town in the mountains of Colorado. Someone is building a massive casino nearby, Pictures Included
I grew up in a small mountain town named Eureka. It was founded in the late 1800s during the gold rush, but after the mines dried up the town began its slow descent into decay. Half the houses are empty or abandoned now. You can see a picture of the kind of houses here in Eureka: First house Second house When a massive construction project began nearby, it was the talk of the town for weeks. Why would they build something in a sleepy dying town like Eureka? It wasn’t until my sister Selene talked to a few construction workers that we discovered they were building a casino. A casino up in the mountains, over two hours away from Denver. None of us could understand why they’d chosen here of all places. After a few months of work, the casino was done. I took a picture of the town with the completed casino in the background to the right. The ten-story-structure sticks out like a sore thumb off in the distance. Town+Casino After the casino opened, they hired a few dozen members of the town, offering high paying jobs to work as dealers or cleaning staff. I was already employed as a firefighter, but my sister Selene got a job as a blackjack dealer. She’s a widow with two young kids, so the paycheck was a real lifesaver. Still, something about the situation seemed too good to be true. The jobs over there paid far too well, and the management was far too accommodating. The fire station where I work is located high on a hill overlooking the town, so I began watching the casino from a distance each day. I had initially thought that the casino was located in a terrible location, but I was apparently wrong. True, Eureka was hours from any major city, but despite that, a bus full of people arrived every morning and left every evening. One night I was over at my parent’s house and had dinner with Selene and her kids. I asked her about her experience as a dealer. “It’s Ok,” she said. “Just a little boring I guess.” “Boring?” I asked. “I’m surprised you don’t have your hands full.” “Why’s that?” she asked. “It’s like you said, Eureka’s too small. I never have people playing cards. The casino is almost always completely empty.” I wasn’t sure what to make of that. If the place was always empty, what happened to the people who I’d seen arriving on buses? “I’ve been keeping an eye on the building,” I said. “A bus full of people typically arrives around 9 AM every day.” “Really?” she asked, looking confused. “If that’s true, I’ve never seen them. “I can see it from the fire station,” I said. “If you head out for a smoke break at 9 AM, you’ll probably see them arriving.” “Interesting,” she said. “I’ll do that. If they’re being processed for their organs or something, I’ll let you know.” She laughed. “Har har,” I said sarcastically. The next night she sent me a text calling me over. When I arrived, she was nearly breathless with excitement. “Orin, You were right,” she said. “A big group of people did arrive, but they didn’t walk into my part of the casino. Instead, they all walked into an elevator at the back of the building. I’m not sure where that goes.” She looked thoughtful. “It was weird. They looked… How can I say it? Desperate? Something about the whole situation was very off. I’m gonna check out the elevator tomorrow.” I told her to be careful, though, to be honest, I was excited to hear about what she discovered. When I visited my parent’s house the next night, I found her two kids there alone. They told me that Selene had never returned from work. I called all her friends, then all our neighbors, but no one had seen her since she left for work that morning. Our conversations regarding the casino flooded my mind, then a plan began to form. Early the next morning I walked across town in my nicest pair of jeans and a button-up shirt. I pushed through the door to the casino and saw that Selene wasn’t lying. The place was all but deserted. Three dozen slot machines crowded the walls surrounding a few tables interspersed throughout the floor of the casino. The only players in the whole building were Bob and Donald, two locals. I walked up to a nearby table where Bridget, a girl I’d gone to high school with, was shuffling cards. She broke into a grin when she saw me. “Hey Orin, you here for a few rounds of blackjack?” “I wish,” I said. “No, I’m here to ask about Selene. She never made it home last night.” Bridget’s expression darkened. “Really? Have you asked around?” “I already called around. Have you seen her?” She shook her head. “No, our schedules rarely line up. I’ll be sure to let you know if I--” Her eyes focused on something behind me, and she cut herself off. I turned around to see the casino’s pit boss watching us both. He was a tall thin man in an impeccably clean black suit. When I turned back towards Bridget, she was looking down at the table and shuffling cards absent-mindedly. “Well, if you hear anything, let me know,” I said. She nodded, so I turned around and headed for the pit boss. I stuck out my hand. The temperature of his hand was so hot that I had to pull my hand away after a few seconds. “Have… have you seen my sister Selene?” I asked. “She hasn’t been seen since her shift here yesterday.” He smiled. “Sir, this floor is for players. You’re more than welcome to head to the tellers for chips, but barring that I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to leave.” I stared at him for a long second before stalking towards the door. When I looked back, he was talking with Bridget. I checked my watch. 8:55 AM, just as I’d planned. I walked around the back of the building and waited as the morning bus pulled around the building. I waited for the telltale hiss of the opening doors and the sound of people descending before I rounded the corner and joined the crowd. None of them paid any particular attention to me as I walked with them into the casino. The crowd walked through a side door down a hallway to an elevator. Small groups of people entered the elevator as the rest of us waited for our turn. I shot a glance at the casino patrons, surprised at their diversity. There seemed to be people from all different countries and ethnicities. I heard one speaking Japanese and another speaking what sounded like an African language. My turn came along with a few other patrons in the elevator. A sickly woman hobbled into the elevator beside me carrying an IV that was still connected to one of her veins. We piled in and rode up to the top. The elevator rose for a few long seconds. I wasn’t sure what I would find, but I steeled myself for something horrible. The elevator’s speaker let out a TING, then the doors opened. We all walked out onto what looked like a standard casino. Another few dozen slot machines ringed the walls, but on this floor, they were almost all occupied by customers. I took in the scene, confused at why they’d have a ground floor that was almost completely empty when this place was almost-- Selene was dealing cards at a nearby table. I jogged over and sat down at an open seat. None of the players around me paid me much attention. “Selene!” I said. “Are you OK? Did you spend the night here last night?” Her eyes were glassy and confused. She looked up at me with a dumb expression and didn’t respond to my question. “Selene?” I asked. “What’s your bet?” she asked me. “This table is for blackjack players only.” “I…” I trailed off, looking at the players around me. None of them were betting with chips of any kind. “What’s the minimum bet?” I asked. “Three years,” she responded. “Three years then,” I said, not knowing what that referred to. Selene nodded, then began dealing cards. I shot a look down at my hand. King and a 9. Selene dealt out cards for herself, showing a 9. I stood, then leaned forward again. “Should I call the police? Are you--” “Congratulations,” she said tonelessly. An almost impossibly warm hand grabbed my shoulder. I spun to see the pit boss I’d spoken to earlier. He gave an impressed smile. “Orin, was it? I’m impressed, truly. Would you mind if I had a word with you?” I shot a look back at Selene who was dealing the next round of cards. Then I got to my feet, balling my hands into fists. “What did you do to her?” The pit boss clasped his hands behind his back. “Nothing more, and nothing less than what I’m going to do to you. That is, offer you the chance to play.” “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” The pit boss nodded his head towards a nearby slot machine. A woman in a wheelchair pulled a lever and watched the flashing numbers spin. They exploded in a cacophony of sirens and flashing lights. “WINNER WINNER WINNER!” The machine screeched. The woman in the wheelchair put her feet on the ground and stood up on a pair of wobbly legs that had clearly never been used before. “As in any other casino,” the pit boss said, “you must wager for the chance to win.” “She... won the use of her legs?” I asked, feeling light-headed. “Wait,” I said. “I played blackjack just now. ‘Three years,’ Selene told me. What does ‘three years’ mean?” I asked. “Three years of life, of course. Did you win?” My mouth felt dry. “I-- Yes, I won.” He smiled warmly. “Congratulations. I hope you enjoy them. I can tell you from personal experience that watching the decades pass is a bore. Give it some time and you’ll be back to spend them.” I watched the pit boss’s face. He couldn’t have been more than a few years older than me, and I was in my early thirties. I looked around at the casino. No one was playing with chips of any kind. “So what?” I asked. “I won years of life. That woman won the use of her legs. What else can a person win here?” “Oh, almost anything. They can win almost anything you can imagine.” A cold feeling settled in my stomach. “And what do they wager?” His eyes flashed with greed. “Almost anything. They can wager almost anything you can possibly imagine. Anything equal in value to the item they want in return.” He nodded towards a nearby roulette table. A man stood by the table, cradling his hands. “Another finger,” he called out. He only had three fingers remaining on his left hand. As I watched, the ball came to a stop, and another finger disappeared from his left hand. The pit boss extended his hands. “Feel free to try any of our games. Bet and win whatever you’d like.” He reached out and snatched my hand. A feeling of intense warmth passed up my arm to my chest. “There,” he said. “I’ve even given you some house money to get you started. An extra decade of life, on me.” I ripped my hand away, staring at him in horror. Then I looked back at Selene. Something clicked in my mind. “You offered her the chance to play. What did she want?” I asked. “Her husband,” the pit boss said. “Quite the sad story. He died two years ago. She wanted him brought back to her.” “What did she wager?” I asked. “She wanted the chance to win a soul, the most valuable object in existence. I’m sure you can imagine what she needed to wager for the chance to win it. What she wagered is unimportant. The important question is: What do you want, Orin?” I stared at Selene with a flat expression. “I’m sure you can imagine.” His eyes flashed with greed again. “How wonderful. The casino could always make use of another dealer. Feel free to make your wager at any one of our games; I’ll be eagerly awaiting the results of your night. Oh, and do take advantage of our waitresses. We always supply food and drink for ‘high rollers’.” He walked away. I spent the next few hours trying to decide which game to play. I was going to be wagering my soul, so I wanted the highest chance possible. Slots and roulette were out. I’d done some reading online about counting cards, so I figured that blackjack gave me the best odds. I walked up to Selene’s table and sat down. “Bet?” she asked with that same toneless voice. “Three years,” I said. I spent the next hour or so doing my best to remember how to count cards. I knew that low cards added one to my count and high cards decreased it by one, but the casino used three decks. I had read something about how that was supposed to change my calculation, but I couldn’t quite remember how. Every time I won a hand, I cursed myself for not putting everything on the line. Every time I lost, I breathed a prayer of thanks that I’d waited. And all the while, I kept track of the count. I had lost fifteen years of life when the count finally reached +5. “Bet?” Selene asked. “I wager my soul so you can be free,” I said. The table around me fell silent. Selene’s eyes flickered, but she showed no other emotion as she dealt the cards. I watched my first card, punching the air in excitement when I saw a Jack. My excitement turned to ash when my second card was a four. Fourteen. I looked at her hand. One card was facedown, but the faceup card was a King. I swore loudly, staring down at my hands. “Hit?” she asked. The entire table was silently watching me. “Hit,” I said, not looking down. The table erupted in cheers. I looked down to see a 7 atop my two other cards. 21. Blackjack. I looked at Selene who flipped over her facedown card to reveal a 9. 19. I won. The glassy look left her eyes immediately. She looked around in surprise, then her eyes locked on mine. “Orin?” she asked, then almost immediately began to cry. The entire casino broke out in cheers. I grabbed her hand and headed for the elevator. The doors had begun to close when the pit boss reached out with a hand to stop them. “Congratulations,” he said, beaming. He seemed to be honestly excited. “Shouldn’t you be upset?” I asked. “Not at all. Casinos love it when we have big winners. It inspires the other players to make larger bets. I imagine I’ll gain two or three dealers before the night is through from your performance.” “Great,” I said flatly. “Now let us go.” “Not yet,” he said. “You didn’t just win, Orin. You got a blackjack. And blackjack pays out 1.5 times your bet. You won your sister’s soul and more.” I stared, not sure what to say. “What are you saying? I won half a soul extra?” The pit boss grinned wildly. “Just remember what I said. You’ll find living for decades and decades to be a boring experience. After a few centuries, you’ll be back to gamble that half a soul away. Congratulations!” He removed his hand, and the elevator doors slammed shut. I helped Selene back to her house. Her children were relieved. I watched them cry, then moved into the kitchen to start making dinner. It’s been a few days since that experience. The casino is still out there, and buses full of people still arrive. I… I cut my hand pretty bad a few days later. When I checked it an hour later, it had already healed, no scar or anything. I’m not sure exactly what I won at that casino, but there’s no way I’m ever going back. X
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THE 5TH WAVE | MA/SD | $3 THE 15:17 TO PARIS | MA/UVHD | $6.50 ACTION POINT | UVHD | $5.50 [NOT MA] ALEX CROSS | UVSD & ITUNES | $4.50 [FULL CODE] ALEX & ME | MA/HD | $5.50 ALLIED | UVHD | $3.50 [NOT MA] ALITA: BATTLE ANGEL | MA/HD | $7 ALL IS LOST | UVSD | $3 [NOT MA] ALMOST CHRISTMAS | UVHD | $5.00 ALOHA | MA/SD | $3 ALONE | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7.50 ALPHA | MA/HD | $4.50 ALPHA AND OMEGA 2 | VUDU SD | $3 [NOT MA] AMERICAN GIRL: LEA TO THE RESCUE | VUDU | $4 AMERICAN GIRL: LEA TO THE RESCUE | ITUNES | $3.50 AMERICAN RENEGADES | VUDU | $7 AMERICAN ULTRA | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] ANNABELLE | MA/HD | $6 ANCHORMAN 2: THE LEGEND CONTINUES | UHVD | $4.50 ANGRY BIRDS 2 | MA/SD | $3.50 ANNIHILATION | UVHD | $4.50 AQUAMAN | MA/HD | $6 ARCTIC DOGS | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7 [NOT MA] ATOMIC BLONDE | UVHD | $4.50 [NOT MA] BACK TO THE FUTURE TRILOGY | MA/HD | $9.50 BAD BOYS FOR LIFE | MA/HD | $7 A BAD MOM CHRISTMAS | ITUNES | $5 [NOT MA] BAD GRANDPA | UVHD | $4 [NOT MA] BAD GRANDPA | iTunes | $3 [NOT MA] BARBIE & HER SISTERS IN A PUPPY CHASE | VUDU | $4 BARBIE & HER SISTERS IN A PUPPY CHASE | ITUNES | $3.50 BARBIE STAR LIGHT ADVENTURE | ITUNES | $3.50 BARBIE VIDEO GAME HERO | VUDU | $4 BARBIE VIDEO GAME HERO | ITUNES | $3.50 BEETLEJUICE | MA/HD | $6.50 THE BIG WEDDING | UVHD | $4.50 [NOT MA] BILL & TED EXCELLENT ADVENTURE TRILOGY | VUDU HD | $12 BILL & TED: FACE THE MUSIC | VUDU HD | $7.50 [NOT MA] BILL & TED: FACE THE MUSIC | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] THE BIRTH OF A NATION | MA/HD | $4.50 BLACK NATIVITY | MA/HD | $3 BLINDED BY THE LIGHT | MA/HD | $9 BLINDED BY THE LIGHT | MA/SD | $6 BLOCKERS | MA/HD | $5.50 BLOODSHOT | MA/SD | $3 BLOODSHOT | MA/HD | $6 BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY | MA/HD | $5.50 BOOK OF LIFE | MA/HD | $6 BOOKSMART | MA/HD | $7.50 THE BOSS: UNRATED | ITUNES | $3.50 THE BOUNCE BACK | MA/HD | $4.50 THE BOURNE COLLECTION | VUDU HD | $20 THE BOURNE LEGACY | UVHD | $4 BOYHOOD | VUDU HD | $4 [NOT MA] BOYHOOD | ITUNES | $4 [NOT MA] BRIAN BANKS | MA/HD | $8 THE BROKEN HEARTS GALLERY | MA/HD | $8.50 BULLET TO THE HEAD | MA/UVHD | $4.50 BUMBLEBEE | VUDU HD | $4.50 [NOT MA] BUMBLEBEE | ITUNES | $5 [NOT MA] BUTTONS A CHRISTMAS TALE | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] BUTTONS A CHRISTMAS TALE | ITUNES | $5 [NOT MA] THE BYE BYE MAN [UNRATED] | UVHD | $5.00 THE CALL  | MA/HD | $5 CAPTAIN PHILLIPS | MA/HD | $5 CAPTIVE  | UVHD | $4 CAPTIVE STATE | MA/HD | $9.50 CATS | MA/HD | $7.50 CATS & DOGS 3: PAWS UNITE | MA/HD | $6 CHAIN OF COMMAND | VUDU SD | $3 [NOT MA] CHARLIE’S ANGELS | MA/HD | $9 CHI-RAQ | VUDU SD | $3 [NOT MA] A CHRISTMAS STORY 2 | MA/HD | $6.50 CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS 2 | MA/HD | $6 COLD PURSUIT | VUDU HD OR ITUNES 4K | $7 COME TO DADDY | VUDU HD | $7.50 [NOT MA] THE CONJURING | MA/HD | $5.50 CONSTANTINE: CITY OF DEMONS | MA/HD | $6.50 COUNTDOWN | ITUNES 4k | $7.50 [NOT MA] CRAWL | ITUNES 4K | $6.50 [NOT MA] CREED 2 | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] CULT OF CHUCKY | VUDU HD | $3.50 CYMBELINE | VUDU SD | $3 [NOT MA] THE DARKNESS  | VUDU HD | $4.50 THE DARKNESS  | ITUNES | $4 THE DARK TOWER | MA/HD | $4.50 THE DARKEST MINDS | MA/HD | $6.50 DARK PLACES | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] DEAD AGAIN IN TOMBSTONE | VUDU HD | $4.50 DEAD AGAIN IN TOMBSTONE | iTunes | $4 DEADPOOL 2 | MA/HD | $4.50 DEEP BLUE SEA 3 | MA/HD | $6.50 DEEPWATER HORIZON | ITUNES 4K | $4 [NOT MA] DEN OF THIEVES | ITUNES HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] DETECTIVE PIKACHU | MA/HD | $6 DEVIL’S DUE | MA/HD | $4 THE DIVERGENT SERIES: INSURGENT | UVHD | $4 [NOT MA] THE DIVERGENT SERIES: INSURGENT | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] DJANGO UNCHAINED | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] DOCTOR SLEEP | MA/HD | $6 A DOG’S WAY HOME | MA/SD | $4 DOLITTLE | MA/HD | $5.50 DORA AND THE LOST CITY OF GOLD | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] DRACULA  | ITUNES | 4 DRACULA UNTOLD | UVHD | $3 DRAGGED ACROSS CONCRETE | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7 DRAGONHEART: VENGEANCE | MA/HD | $5.50 DREAMWORKS: 10 MOVIE COLLECTION | MA/HD | $25 DR. SEUSS' THE GRINCH 2018 | MA/HD | $6 E.T | MA/HD | $5 EVERYBODY KNOWS | MA/HD | $7.50 THE EQUALIZER 2 | MA/SD | $3 THE EQUALIZER 2 | MA/HD | $5 THE EXPENDABLES 3 | UVHD | $4 [NOT MA] THE EXPENDABLES 3 | ITUNES | $3 [NOT MA] EXPOSED | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] FANTASY ISLAND | MA/HD | $9 FERDINAND | MA/UVHD | $6 FIFTY SHADES OF GREY UNRATED | MA/HD | $4.50 FIFTY SHADES DARKER UNRATED | MA/HD | $4.50 FIFTY SHADES OF BLACK | iTunes | $5 [MA] FIFTY SHADES OF GREY | iTunes 4K | $4.50 FIGHTING WITH MY FAMILY | iTunes HD | $6 [NOT MA] FOCUS PICTURES 10 MOVIE SPOTLIGHT COLLECTION | MA/HD | $45 FORD V FERRARI | MA/HD | $6 THE FOREST | ITUNES | $4.50 THE FORGER | UVHD | $4.50 [NOT MA] FROM DUSK TILL DAWN | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $8 [NOT MA] GAMBIT | MA/SD | $2.50 THE GAMBLER  | ITUNES | $4.50 [NOT MA] THE GALLOWS | MA/HD | $5.50 THE GALLOWS ACT II | VUDU HD | $7.50 [NOT MA] GIFTED | MA/HD | $5 GODFATHER CODA | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $8 GODZILLA  | MA/HD | $4.50 GODZILLA 2000 | MA/HD | $6.50 GODZILLA: KING OF THE MONSTERS | MA/HD | $6 THE GOLDFINCH | MA/HD | $7 THE GOLDFINCH | MA/SD | $3.50 A GOOD DAY TO DIE HARD | UVHD | $4.50 GOOD BOYS | MA/HD | $6.50 THE GOOD LIAR | MA/SD | $3.50 THE GOOD LIAR | MA/HD | $7 GOOSEBUMPS | MA/SD | $3 THE GREATEST SHOWMAN ON EARTH | MA/HD | $5.50 GRETEL & HANSEL | VUDU HD | $7.50 [NOT MA] GRETEL & HANSEL | VUDU SD | $4 [NOT MA] GUEST HOUSE | VUDU HD OR ITUNES 4K | $7 [NOT MA] GUNS AKIMBO | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $8 [NOT MA] HACKSAW RIDGE | UVHD | $3.50 [NOT MA] HACKSAW RIDGE | ITUNES | $3.50 [NOT MA] HALLOWEEN  | MA/HD | $6.50 HAPPY DEATH DAY | MA/HD | $6 HAPPY FEET 1 & 2 | MA/HD | $9 HARRY AND THE HENDERSONS | ITUNES | $4 THE HATE U GIVE | MA/HD | $6 THE HATEFUL EIGHT | VUDU HD | $5.50 HELL FEST | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $5.50 [NOT MA] HEREDITARY | VUDU HD | $7.50 [NOT MA] THE HIGH NOTE | MA/HD | $7.50 HOLMES & WATSON | MA/SD | $4 HOME ALONE 2 | MA/HD | $5.50 THE HOMESMAN | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] HORRIBLE BOSSES | MA/HD | $5 HOT TUB TIME MACHINE 2 | ITUNES | $3 [NOT MA] HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS  | ITUNES | $4.50 HOW TO TALK TO GIRLS AT PARTIES | UVHD | $6.50 HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON 2 | MA/HD | $5 HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON 3 | MA/HD | $7 THE HUNGER GAMES COLLECTION | VUDU HD | $15 [NOT MA] THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE | VUDU HD | $4 [NOT MA] THE HUNT | MA/HD | $7 THE HUSTLE | ITUNES 4K | $7 I AM VENGEANCE: RETALIATION | VUDU HD | $6 [NOT MA] ICE AGE | MA/HD | $4 I FEEL PRETTY | ITUNES HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] INSTANT FAMILY | iTunes 4k | $5.50 THE INTRUDED | MA/HD | $7.50 THE IRON MASK | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7 [NOT MA] ISN’T IT ROMANTIC | MA/HD | $7.50 I STILL BELIEVE | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7 IT 2 FILMS | MA/HD | $9.50 IT'S A VERY MERRY MUPPET CHRISTMAS | VUDU HD | $6 IT'S A VERY MERRY MUPPET CHRISTMAS | iTunes | $5 JACK RYAN: SHADOW RECRUIT | UVHD | $3.50 [NOT MA] JASON BOURNE  | VUDU HD | $4 JAY AND SILENT BOB REBOOT | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $6 JIGSAW | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $4.50 JOBS | VUDU HD | $5.50 JOBS | ITUNES HD | $6 JURASSIC PARK COLLECTION | VUDU HD | $18 [4 FILMS] JURASSIC PARK COLLECTION | MA/HD | $20 [5 FILMS] JUST MERCY | MA/HD | $7 JUST MERCY | MA/SD | $3.50 THE KID WHO WOULD BE KING | MA/HD | $7 KILL BILL VOL.1 | VUDU HD | $6 [NOT MA] THE KILL TEAM | VUDU HD | $8.50 THE KING OF STATEN ISLAND | MA/HD | $7 THE KITCHEN | MA/SD | $3.50 THE KITCHEN | MA/HD | $6 KNOCK KNOCK | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] LADY BIRD | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] LAST CHRISTMAS | MA/HD | $8 THE LAST FULL MEASURE | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7 THE LAST WITCH HUNTER | VUDU SD | $3 THE LEGEND OF TARZAN | MA/HD | $4.50 LEPRECHAUN RETURNS | VUDU HD | $6 LIGHTS OUT | MA/HD | $5.50 LIGHTHOUSE | VUDU HD | $8 LINE OF DUTY | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7.50 [NOT MA] LONDON HAS FALLEN | VUDU HD | $4.50 THE LONGEST RIDE | UVHD OR ITUNES 4K | $4.50 LOOPER | MA/HD | $6 LOVE, SIMON | MA/HD | $6 LOVE THE COOPERS | VUDU SD | $3 MA | MA/HD | $5.50 MERCURY PLAINS | VUDU SD | $4 [NOT MA] MIB: INTERNATIONAL | MA/HD | $9.50 MIDDLE SCHOOL: THE WORST YEARS OF MY LIFE | UVHD | $3.50 [NOT MA] MIDDLE SCHOOL: THE WORST YEARS OF MY LIFE | ITUNES | $3 [NOT MA] MIDDLE OF NOWHERE | VUDU SD | $3 [NOT MA] MIDSOMMAR | VUDU HD | $8 [NOT MA] MINIONS | VUDU HD | $4 MINIONS | ITUNES 4K | $4 MISSION IMPOSSIBLE: FALLOUT | VUDU HD | $4.50 [NOT MA] MISS YOU ALREADY | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] MONSTER HIGH: WELCOME TO MONSTER HIGH | ITUNES | $3 MORTAL  | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $8 [NOT MA] MORTAL KOMBAT LEGENDS: SCORPION'S REVENGE | MA/HD | $7 MORTDECAI | UVHD | $4.50 [NOT MA] MOTHER | VUDU HD | $4 [NOT MA] MOTHER | ITUNES | $4 [NOT MA] MOTHERLESS BROOKLYN | MA/SD | $4.50 MY HERO ACADEMIA: MOVIE | FUNIMATION | $7 NINJA TURTLES  | VUDU HD | $4.50 [NOT MA] NINJA TURTLES  | VUDU HD | $4.50 [NOT MA] NOBODY’S FOOL | iTunes | $5 [NOT MA] NO GOOD DEED | MA/HD | $4.50 NON-STOP | ITUNES | $3 OBVIOUS CHILD | UVHD | $5.50 [NOT MA] OUIJA | UVHD | $3 OUIJA | ITUNES | $3 OUIJA: ORIGIN OF EVIL | VUDU HD | $4.50 OUIJA: ORIGIN OF EVIL | ITUNES | $4 OUR BRAND IS CRISIS | MA/HD | $5 OFFICIAL SECRETS | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] OFFICIAL SECRETS | ITUNES | $4.50 [NOT MA] ONCE UPON A TIME IN HOLLYWOOD | MA/SD | $3.50 OVERDRIVE | VUDU HD | $4 [NOT MA] OVERDRIVE | ITUNES 4K | $4 [NOT MA] PARASITE | MA/HD | $6 PAVAROTTI | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $8.50 [NOT MA] PERCY JACKSON: SEA OF MONSTERS | MA/HD | $5.50 PET SEMATARY  | ITUNES 4K | $6 [NOT MA] POPEYE | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7.50 [NOT MA] PSYCHO | MA/HD | $6 PLAYING WITH FIRE | ITUNES | $5.50 POMS | ITUNES HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] THE POSSESSION OF HANNAH GRACE | MA/HD | $8 THE PRODIGY | VUDU HD | $7.50 [NOT MA] POWER RANGERS DINO CHARGE HERO | VUDU SD | $3 POWER RANGERS SUPER MEGAFORCE: SKY STRIKE | VUDU SD | $3 PREDATOR COLLECTION | MA/HD | $18 PRICELESS | ITUNES | $4 THE PURGE COLLECTION | MA/HD | $12 [4 FILMS] QUEEN & SLIM | MA/HD | $9 A QUIET PLACE | VUDU HD | $4.50 A QUIET PLACE | ITUNES 4K | $6 RAMBO: FIRST BLOOD | VUDU HD OR ITUNES 4K | $6 [NOT MA] RAMPAGE | MA/HD | $5 READY OR NOT | MA/HD | $9.50 REPLICAS | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $6.50 [NOT MA] RESIDENT EVIL: DAMNATION | MA/HD | $5.50 RETALIATION | VUDU HD | $8 [NOT MA] ROBIN HOOD | VUDU HD OR ITUNES 4K | $6.50 [NOT MA] THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW | MA/HD | $6 ROGUE 2020 | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7.50 ROUGH NIGHT | MA/HD | $5 SAW | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $6.50 [NOT MA] SCOOB! | MA/HD | $5.50 THE SECOND BEST EXOTIC MARIGOLD HOTEL | MA/HD | $6.50 THE SECRET: DARE TO DREAM | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $6.50 THE SECRET LIFE OF PETS 2 | MA/HD | $6 SERENITY  | MA/HD | $6 SGT. STUBBY: AN AMERICAN HERO | VUDU HD | $6 [NOT MA] SGT. STUBBY: AN AMERICAN HERO | iTunes | $5 [NOT MA] SHAUN THE SHEEP MOVIE | VUDU SD | $3 [NOT MA] SHREK: THE ULTIMATE COLLECTION | MA/HD | $21 SHAFT | MA/HD | $7 THE SILENCING | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $8 SHIVERS | VUDU HD | $7 [NOT MA] SMILEY FACE KILLERS | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7.50 [NOT MA] SNATCHED | ITUNES 4K ⇒ MA | $5.50 SOME KIND OF BEAUTIFUL | VUDU SD | $3.50 SONIC THE HEDGEHOG | VUDU HD OR ITUNES 4K | $6.50 [NOT MA] SPACE JAM | MA/HD | $6.50 SPIDER-MAN: HOMECOMING & FAR FROM HOME | MA/HD | $8 SPIDERMAN: HOMECOMING | MA/HD | $5 SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE | MA/HD | $6 SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE | MA/SD | $4 STAR TREK: BEYOND | iTunes 4K | $4 [NOT MA] STAR TREK COLLECTION | ITUNES 4K | $15 [NOT MA] STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE: BERRY BAKE SHOP | MA/HD | $4 STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE: BERRY TALES | MA/HD | $4 STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE: CAMPBERRY STORIES | MA/HD | $4 SULLY | MA/HD | $5 SUPER TROOPERS 2 | MA/HD | $5.50 SURVIVE THE NIGHT | VUDU HD OR ITUNES 4K | $6.50 [NOT MA] THE SWING OF THINGS | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $7.50 [NOT MA] TEEN TITANS GO! TO THE MOVIES | MA/HD | $6.50 TENET | MA/HD | $9.50 TERMINATOR: DARK FATE | ITUNES 4K | $6 [NOT MA] TOMB RAIDER | VUDU HD | $6.50 TRANSFORMERS COLLECTION + BUMBLEBEE | VUDU HD | $20 TRANSFORMERS COLLECTION + BUMBLEBEE | itunes 4K | $20 TRANSFORMERS: AGE OF EXTINCTION | UVHD | $3.50 [NOT MA] TRANSFORMERS: AGE OF EXTINCTION | ITUNES 4K | $4.50 [NOT MA] TREMORS: SHRIEKER ISLAND | MA/HD | $7.50 TROLLS/TROLLS 2 | MA/HD | $10 TROLLS: WORLD TOUR | MA/HD | $6 THE TURNING | MA/HD | $8 TWILIGHT SAGA: BREAKING DAWN 1 | iTunes | $4 TWILIGHT SAGA: BREAKING DAWN 2 | VUDU HD | $4 TYLER PERRY’S A MADEA FAMILY FUNERAL | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $6 [NOT MA] TYLER PERRY’S BOO 2! A MADEA HALLOWEEN | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] TYLER PERRY’S HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE A WOMAN SCORNED | VUDU SD | $3 UNBROKEN | UVHD | $4 UNBROKEN | ITUNES | $3.50 UNCLE DREW | UVHD OR ITUNES 4K | $6.25 [NOT MA] UNFORGETTABLE | MA/HD | $5.50 UNHINGED | VUDU HD | $7.50 [NOT MA] THE UPSIDE | iTunes HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] US | MA/HD | $5 USS INDIANAPOLIS: MEN OF COURAGE | VUDU HD | $5.00 [NOT MA] VALERIAN AND THE CITY OF A THOUSAND PLANETS | VUDU HD | $4.50 THE VANISHING | VUDU HD | $7.50 VICE | MA/HD | $8 VIVARIUM | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $9 THE WAR WITH GRANDPA | MA/HD | $9 WARCRAFT | VUDU HD | $4.50 THE WAY BACK | MA/HD | $7.50 WE SUMMON THE DARKNESS | VUDU HD OR ITUNES | $8.50 WHAT MEN WANT | VUDU HD | $5.50 [NOT MA] WHAT MEN WANT | ITUNES 4K | $4 [NOT MA] WHAT WE DID ON OUR HOLIDAY | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA] WHILE WE’RE YOUNG | VUDU SD | $3 [NOT MA] WIDOWS | MA/HD | $5.50 THE WILD LIFE | ITUNES | $4 WILLY WONKA & THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY: 1971 | MA/HD | $6.50 WONDER PARK | ITUNES | $6 [NOT MA] WORLD WAR Z | VUDU HD | $4.50 [NOT MA] WRONG TURN 6: LAST RESORT | MA/HD | $4.50 XXX: RETURN OF XANDER CAGE | ITUNES 4K | $4 [NOT MA] Z FOR ZACHARIAH | VUDU SD | $3.50 [NOT MA]
BALLERS: S2 | iTunes | $5 BALLERS: S3 | UVHD | $7.50 BALLERS: S3 | iTunes | $5 BAND OF BROTHERS | ITUNES | $8 BAND OF BROTHERS | GP | $7 BATMAN: THE COMPLETE ANIMATED SERIES | VUDU HD | $25 BATMAN BEYOND: TV SHOW | VUDU HD | $25 BIG BANG THEORY: S8 | VUDU HD | $8 BLACK SAILS: THE COMPLETE SERIES | VUDU HD | $18 BLACKLIST: S2 | VUDU HD | $8 CHERNOBYL: S1 | VUDU HD | $8 GOT: S1-S8 | VUDU HD | $32 GOT: S1-S8 | GP | $24 GOT: S4 | VUDU HD | $8 GOT: S4 | ITUNES | $7 GOT: S4 | GP | $7 GOT: S5 | VUDU HD | $8 GOT: S5 | ITUNES | $7 GOT: S5 | GP | $7 GOT: S7 | VUDU HD | $8 GOT: S7 | ITUNES | $7 GOT: S7 | GP | $7 GOT: S8 | ITUNES | $7 GOT: S8 | GP | $5 GOTHAM: S1 | VUDU HD | $8 HANNIBAL: S3 | VUDU SD | $5 [NOT MA] HIS DARK MATERIALS: S1 | VUDU HD | $13.50 THE LAST SHIP: S5 | VUDU HD | $9.50 MY DINNER WITH HERVE | VUDU HD | $4.50 MY DINNER WITH HERVE | ITUNES | $3.50 MY DINNER WITH HERVE | GP | $2 THE OUTSIDER | VUDU HD | $12 RICK & MORTY: S1-S3 | VUDU HD | $20 RICK & MORTY: S2 | VUDU HD | $7 RICK & MORTY: S3 | VUDU HD | $7 RICK & MORTY: S4 | VUDU HD | $12 SCHITT’S CREEK: S1 & S2 | VUDU HD | $9 SHARP OBJECTS | iTunes | $6 SHARP OBJECTS | GP | $4 THE SOPRANOS | VUDU HD | $35 THE SOPRANOS | ITUNES | $28 THE SOPRANOS | GP | $25 SUPERGIRL: S5 | VUDU HD | $9 TRUE DETECTIVE: S3 | VUDU HD | $10 TRUE DETECTIVE: S3 | ITUNES | $7 VEEP: THE FINAL SEASON | VUDU HD | $8 THE WALKING DEAD: S9 | VUDU HD | $10 WATCHMEN: S1 | VUDU HD | $8.50 WESTWORLD: S3 | VUDU HD | $12 THE WIRE | VUDU HD | $35 THE WIRE | ITUNES | $28 THE WIRE | GP | $25
DISNEY ANIMATED & LIVE
101 DALMATIANS | MA | $7
101 DALMATIANS | GP | $6 ALADDIN 2019 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 ALADDIN 2019 | GP | $6 ALADDIN [ANIMATED] | GP | $5 ALADDIN: THE RETURN OF JAFAR | GP | $7 ALADDIN & THE KING OF THIEVES | GP | $7 ALEXANDER AND THE TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD DAY | MA | $7 ALEXANDER AND THE TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD DAY | GP | $6 BAMBI 1 | MA | $7 BAMBI 1 | GP | $6 BEAUTY AND THE BEAST [ANIMATED] | GP | $6 BEAUTY AND THE BEAST [LIVE] | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $6.50 BEAUTY AND THE BEAST [LIVE] | GP | $4.50 BEAUTY AND THE BEAST: THE ENCHANTED XMAS | GP | $7 BIG HERO 6 | 4K UHD/MA | $8.50 BIG HERO 6 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 BIG HERO 6 | GP | $6 BOLT | MA/HD | $8 THE CALL OF THE WILD | 4K UHD/MA | $7.50 THE CALL OF THE WILD | MA/HD | $7 THE CALL OF THE WILD | GP | $6 CHRISTOPHER ROBIN | MA | $7 CHRISTOPHER ROBIN | GP | $6 CINDERELLA [LIVE] | GP | $6 CINDERELLA 1 [ANIMATED] | MA | $7 CINDERELLA 1 [ANIMATED] | GP | $6 DISNEYNATURE: BORN IN CHINA | MA | $7 DUMBO [LIVE] | 4K UHD/MA | $8 DUMBO [LIVE] | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 DUMBO [LIVE] | GP | $6 FOX AND THE HOUND 1 | MA | $7 FOX AND THE HOUND 1 | GP | $6 FOX AND THE HOUND 2 | MA | $7 FOX AND THE HOUND 2 | GP | $6 FROZEN 1| 4K UHD/MA | $8 FROZEN 1| GP | $6 FROZEN 2 | 4K UHD/MA | $9 FROZEN 2 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $8 FROZEN 2 | GP | $7.50 HERCULES | MA | $7.50 HOCUS POCUS | 4K UHD/MA | $7.50 HOCUS POCUS | GP | $6 THE JUNGLE BOOK [LIVE] | 4K UHD/MA | $9 THE JUNGLE BOOK [LIVE] | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 THE JUNGLE BOOK [LIVE] | GP | $6 THE JUNGLE BOOK 2 [ANIMATED] | MA | $7 LADY AND THE TRAMP | GP | $6.50 LILO & STITCH 2 | MA | $7 LILO & STITCH 2 | GP | $6 LION KING [LIVE] | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 LION KING [LIVE] | GP | $6 LION KING [ANIMATED] | 4K UHD/MA | $9 LION KING [ANIMATED] | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 LION KING [ANIMATED] | GP | $6 LION KING 1.5 | MA | $7.50 LION KING 1.5 | GP | $6.50 THE LITTLE MERMAID | 4K UHD/MA | $9 THE LITTLE MERMAID II: RETURN TO THE SEAS | MA | $6.50 THE LITTLE MERMAID II: RETURN TO THE SEA | GP | $5.50 THE LITTLE MERMAID III: ARIEL’S BEGINNING | MA | $6 THE LITTLE MERMAID III: ARIEL’S BEGINNING | GP | $5.50 THE LONE RANGER | MA | $7 THE LONE RANGER | GP | $6 MALEFICENT | 4K UHD/MA | $9 MALEFICENT | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 MALEFICENT | GP | $6 MALEFICENT: MISTRESS OF EVIL | 4K UHD/MA | $9 MALEFICENT: MISTRESS OF EVIL | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 MALEFICENT: MISTRESS OF EVIL | GP | $6 MARY POPPINS RETURNS | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 MARY POPPINS RETURNS | GP | $6 MARY POPPINS  | GP | $6.50 MOANA | 4K UHD/MA | $8 MOANA | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 MOANA | GP | $6 MULAN 2020 | 4K UHD/MA | $7.50 MULAN 2020 | MA | $6 MULAN 2020 | GP | $4.50 MULAN 1 | 4K UHD/MA | $7 MULAN 1 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $6 MULAN 1 | GP | $5 MULAN 2 | MA | $7 MULAN 2 | GP | $6 THE MUPPET MOVIE  | GP | $7 MUPPETS MOST WANTED | MA | $8 MUPPETS MOST WANTED | GP | $7 THE NUTCRACKER AND THE FOUR REALMS | 4K UHD/MA | $9 THE NUTCRACKER AND THE FOUR REALMS | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 THE NUTCRACKER AND THE FOUR REALMS | GP | $6 OLAF’S FROZEN ADVENTURE | MA | $7 OLAF’S FROZEN ADVENTURE | GP | $6 OZ: THE GREAT AND POWERFUL | MA | $7 OZ: THE GREAT AND POWERFUL | GP | $6 PETE’S DRAGON | MA | $7 PETE’S DRAGON | GP | $6 PIRATES 5 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 PIRATES 5 | GP | $6 PLANES | GP | $6 PLANES: FIRE & RESCUE | GP | $6 POCAHONTAS 1 | MA | $7 POCAHONTAS 2 | MA | $7 POCAHONTAS 2 | GP | $6 THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG | 4K UHD/MA | $8 THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG | GP | $6 QUEEN OF KATWE | MA | $7 QUEEN OF KATWE | GP | $6 ROBIN HOOD [ANIMATED] | MA | $7.50 ROBIN HOOD [ANIMATED] | GP | $6 SANTA CLAUSE 1 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 SANTA CLAUSE 3 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 SANTA CLAUSE TRILOGY | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $17 SANTA CLAUSE TRILOGY | GP | $14 WD: SHORT FILM COLLECTION | MA | $7 WD: SHORT FILM COLLECTION | GP | $6 SLEEPING BEAUTY | MA | $7 SLEEPING BEAUTY | GP | $6 SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARFS | MA | $7 SPIES IN DISGUISE | MA | $7.50 SPIES IN DISGUISE | GP | $6 TANGLED | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $8 TANGLED | GP | $6 THE SWORD IN THE STONE | MA | $7 TOMORROWLAND | GP | $6.50 A WRINKLE IN TIME | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $8 A WRINKLE IN TIME | GP | $6 ZOOTOPIA | 4K UHD/MA | $9 ZOOTOPIA | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 ZOOTOPIA | GP | $6
BRAVE | 4K UHD/MA | $9 BRAVE | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $8 BRAVE | GP | $6 A BUG’S LIFE | 4K UHD/MA | $8 A BUG’S LIFE | iTunes 4K → MA 4k | $7.50 A BUG’S LIFE | GP | $6.50 CARS 1 | 4K UHD/MA | $8.50 CARS 1 | GP | $6 CARS 3 | GP | $5 COCO | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $8 COCO | GP | $6 FINDING DORY | 4K UHD/MA | $8 FINDING DORY | ITunes 4K → MA 4K | $6 FINDING DORY | GP | $4.50 FINDING NEMO | 4K UHD/MA | $8 FINDING NEMO | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 FINDING NEMO | GP | $6 THE GOOD DINOSAUR | 4K UHD/MA | $8 THE GOOD DINOSAUR | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 THE GOOD DINOSAUR | GP | $6 THE INCREDIBLES 2 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 THE INCREDIBLES 2 | GP | $6 INSIDE OUT | 4K UHD/MA | $8 INSIDE OUT | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 INSIDE OUT | GP | $6 MONSTERS, INC | ITUNES 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 MONSTERS, INC | GP | $6 MONSTERS UNIVERSITY | 4K UHD/MA | $8 MONSTERS UNIVERSITY | GP | $6 THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS | MA | $7 THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS | GP | $6 ONWARD | 4K UHD/MA | $8 ONWARD | MA/HD | $6 ONWARD | GP | $5 RALPH BREAKS THE INTERNET | 4K UHD/MA | $6.50 RALPH BREAKS THE INTERNET | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $6 RALPH BREAKS THE INTERNET | GP | $5 RATATOUILLE | GP | $5 TOY STORY OF TERROR | GP | $7 TOY STORY 1 | GP | $6 TOY STORY 3 | 4K UHD/MA | $9 TOY STORY 3 | GP | $6 TOY STORY 4 | MA | $4.50 UP | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $8 UP | GP | $7 WALL-E | 4K UHD/MA | $8.50 WALL-E | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 WALL-E | GP | $7 WRECK IT RALPH | 4K UHD/MA | $10
AQUAMAN | MA/HD | $5 BATMAN V. SUPERMAN: DAWN OF JUSTICE | MA/HD | $6 BIRDS OF PREY | MA/HD | $9.50 DCU: BATMAN & HARLEY QUINN | MA/HD | $6.50 DCU: JUSTICE LEAGUE: WAR | MA/HD | $6.50 THE DEATH AND RETURN OF SUPERMAN | MA/HD | $8.50 DEATHSTROKE: KNIGHTS & DRAGONS | MA/HD | $7 JUSTICE LEAGUE | MA/HD | $5.50 JUSTICE LEAGUE DARK: APOKOLIPS WAR | MA/HD | $9.50 JUSTICE LEAGUE THRONE OF ATLANTIS | MA/HD | 6.50 LEGO BATMAN: DC SUPER HEROES UNITE | MA/HD | $6 REIGN OF THE SUPERMAN | MA/HD | $6 SHAZAM | MA/HD | $5.50 SHAZAM! & WONDER WOMAN | MA/HD | $10 SUPERMAN: MAN OF TOMORROW | MA/HD | $6.50 SUPERMAN: RED SON | MA/HD | $6.50 WONDER WOMAN: BLOODLINES | MA/HD | $6.50
ANT-MAN | GP | $6 ANT-MAN & THE WASP | 4K UHD/MA | $7.50 ANT-MAN & THE WAS | GP | $6 AVENGERS 1 | GP | $6 AVENGERS: AGE OF ULTRON | 4K UHD/MA | $8 AVENGERS: AGE OF ULTRON | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 AVENGERS: AGE OF ULTRON | GP | $5.50 AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR | MA | $7 AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR | GP | $6 AVENGERS: ENDGAME | 4K UHD/MA | $7 AVENGERS: ENDGAME | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $6 AVENGERS: ENDGAME | GP | $5 BLACK PANTHER | 4K UHD/MA | $9 BLACK PANTHER | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 BLACK PANTHER | GP | $6 CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER | GP | $6 CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER | 4K UHD/MA | $9 CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR | 4K UHD/MA | $8.50 CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR | GP | $6 CAPTAIN MARVEL | 4K UHD/MA | $8 CAPTAIN MARVEL | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 CAPTAIN MARVEL | GP | $6 DR. STRANGE | 4K UHD/MA | $8.50 DR. STRANGE | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 DR. STRANGE | GP | $6 GUARDIANS VOL. 1 | 4K UHD/MA | $9 GUARDIANS VOL. 1 | GP | $6 GUARDIANS VOL. 2 | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 GUARDIANS VOL. 2 | GP | $6 THE INCREDIBLE HULK | 4K UHD/MA | $7.50 IRON MAN 1 | GP | $5 IRON MAN 2 | 4K UHD/MA | $8 IRON MAN 2 | GP | $6 IRON MAN 3 | 4K UHD/MA | $8 IRON MAN 3 | GP | $6 THE NEW MUTANTS | MA | $7 THE NEW MUTANTS | GP | $7 THOR 1 | GP | $5 THOR: THE DARK WORLD | 4K UHD/MA | $9 THOR: THE DARK WORLD | GP | $5.50 THOR: RAGNAROK | 4K UHD/MA | $8 THOR: RAGNAROK | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 THOR: RAGNAROK | GP | $5.50 X-MEN: BEGINNINGS TRILOGY | MA/HD | $16
ROGUE ONE: A STORY | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7.50 ROGUE ONE: A STAR WARS STORY | GP | $5 SKYWALKER SAGA | GP | $35 [9 FILMS] STAR WARS 4-6 | 4K UHD/MA | $22.50 STAR WARS 1-6 | GP | $25 STAR WARS 1 | GP | $6.50 STAR WARS 4 | GP | $5.50 STAR WARS 5 | GP | $5.50 STAR WARS 6 | GP | $5.50 STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS | 4K UHD/MA | $8 STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $7 STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS | GP | $5 STAR WARS: THE LAST JEDI | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $6.50 STAR WARS: THE LAST JEDI | GP | $4 STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER | 4K UHD/MA | $9 STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER | iTunes 4K → MA 4K | $8 STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER | GP | $7
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