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The party’s over for Bernie Sanders, and I am sad. A teenager films her friend’s rape and puts it live, on the Web. And a man thrown off an airplane for speaking Arabic


Well that stunk.

There will be a day, probably a few months from now, that I will sit back and think for a moment and smile that a 74-year-old democratic socialist from Vermont scared the bejeezus out the overwhelming presumed nominee for President, that he forced her all the way to the left on so many issues, and that he energized millions of young voters who’d never been a part of the political process.

Today, though, is not that day. In a crushing defeat, Bernie Sanders lost New York to Hillary Clinton by a sizable margin, quite a bit bigger than I thought. As I type this it’s 58-42 with 98 percent in, and with this big of a defeat, it’s pretty much over for Sanders. He’d have to win Pennsylvania and New Jersey by a pretty sizable margin next Tuesday, and there’s not really a chance I see that happening.

And on the GOP side, the vulgar, talking yam Mr. Trump dominated all his competition, and it looks like he’s got an insurmountable lead.

So we’ll have Trump vs. Clinton, and she’ll crush him with 320 electoral votes, and the Dems will take back the Senate, and maybe even the House, and all that is a good thing. And there’ll be plenty of time, oodles of time, to talk about and analyze that race nobody saw coming.

But tonight, tonight I’m feeling sad that Bernie Sanders’ fairly-miraculous run is going to come up short.

Winona Ryder was right: Reality does indeed bite sometimes.


**Next up today, two stories that repulse me so much, I almost don’t even have anything to say about them.

First, a high school student in Columbus, Ohio witnessed her 17-year-old friend being raped last month, in the same room where she was standing.

Did Marina Lonina (above), 18, try to help her friend by attacking the rapist, or by calling the police, or by screaming for help, or something like that?

No. Of course not. She pointed her phone at the rape and streamed a live video of it on Periscope.

Let me say that again: She pointed her phone at the rape and streamed a live video of it on Periscope.

Yes, as 29-year-old Raymond Gates allegedly sexually assaulted Marina’s friend, she decided to make a live Periscope movie out of it.

I don’t have the words. This story is chilling in many ways; On the evening of Feb. 27, all three were gathered at a residence in Columbus where Mr. Gates pinned the 17-year-old down and raped her as Ms. Lonina used Periscope, an app owned by Twitter, to live-stream the attack, the authorities said.

Lonina,  faces a spate of charges as severe as those facing Raymond Gates, 29, the man accused in the attack. Both have been charged with kidnapping, rape, sexual battery and pandering sexual matter involving a minor.

Mr. O’Brien, the prosecutor, said Ms. Lonina had apparently hoped that live-streaming the attack would help to stop it, but that she became enthralled by positive feedback online.

And this line chilled me to the bone:

“She got caught up in the likes,” he said.

According to Lonina’s lawyer, Ms. Lonina told the police that she filmed the encounter to gather evidence of a crime. Mr. Shamansky, who has viewed the Periscope video, said Ms. Lonina made “substantial” efforts to thwart the attack, though he declined to specify them.

I’d love to know what “substantial” efforts she made. Just disgusting. Of course there were extenuating circumstances (maybe Lonina was drunk), but I cannot fathom a person actually filming their friend’s rape.


**The second story repulsed me in a different way: A college student at UC-Berkeley named Khairuldeen Makhzoomi (above) boarded a Southwest Airlines flight in Los Angeles on April 6, bound for Oakland. Before the flight took off, Makhzoomi called an uncle of his in Iraq to tell him about a U.N. event he just attended.

He spoke to the uncle in Arabic. This alarmed a fellow passenger (who of course didn’t speak Arabic and had no idea what Makhzoomi was saying), and the passenger immediately alerted the flight crew. Who then got ahold of the police, who within minutes of the phone call ending escorted Makhzoomi off the flight, where he was then interrogated by the FBI.

This is America, 2016. Where someone speaking Arabic is automatically a terrorist.

Southwest Airlines has yet to apologize.

“All I want is an apology today,” Makhzoomi said. “We as a people, Iraqi, American, Iranian, we share one thing in common, and that is our dignity. If someone tries to take that away from us, we should fight but not with aggression, with knowledge and education. One must stand for his principle.”

The guy who ate the evidence. “Big Love” goes out big. And good news about airlines!

If there’s one thing I love, it’s an inventive criminal.

So it is with a degree of awe that I bring you the tale of Florin Necula, a New York City man who was in custody recently. Necula and three accomplices were arrested outside of a bank and had several cell phones and USB

flash drives on their person at the time.

So, as he’s being interrogated, and realizing the trouble he’s in, Necola grabbed one of the flash drives and swallowed it.

Yep, ingested it right there on the spot, in front of the cops (no word if he used a computer monitor to wash it down).

I want to think the thought process for our man Florin was this: If they can’t see the evidence, they can’t convict me, right? If it’s in my lower intestine, it can’t be used in a court of law!

The cops weren’t amused, and neither was Florin’s digestive system. After four days of the perp being unable to, um, eject the drive (sorry, I just had to go there), doctors at New York Downtown Hospital operated and removed it.

In addition to three other felonies, our quick-thinking criminal was charged with obstruction of justice, though of course, justice wasn’t the only thing obstructed in this case (ba dum bump).

Read the incredible but true details here.

**So after three days of the people in my “Big Love” posse (well, we’re not really a posse, just some people who I know that watch the show and like cowboy hats and riding horses) telling me I MUST watch the season finale, I did.


So glad Bill had the stones to actually go through with his “outing” of the family as polygamists. Was totally grossed out by the “implanting eggs” thing; anything involving JJ usually grosses me out.

I thought they teased a great new direction by having Barb say she’s not sure she wants to be married to everyone anymore. Can’t believe she’d go so far as to call in the paternity test. That was truly stupid.

If she breaks away from the family, they could have all kinds of new storylines. Also LOVED seeing JJ burn in the fire; I swear to God, if he’s not dead and somehow escapes, I’m going to be pissed.

After a crazy season that I went back and forth loving an dhating, I actually thought the final episode was a little calmer, but still riveting. Good stuff.

And I’m super excited that “United States of Tara” and “Nurse Jackie”  are both coming back next week. Showtime has definitely matched HBO with great shows.

**Everybody rips on the airlines. Sure, they’ve shrunk the seats and given us less legroom. Sure, they barely serve food anymore, and jack up the prices. Sure, they tick us off for any other number of reasons.

Maybe I’m weird, but I’ve always loved flying. And for the most part, I like airlines, too. Sure, I had some troubles with US Airways about 10 years ago (which is why I never, ever, ever, fly them anymore), but really, I’ve had mostly good experiences.

If you hate those who allow us to fly the friendly skies, well, here’s a bit of good news that may make you feel better. According to a report from the U.S. Transportation Department, the airlines had their best on-time arrival percentage in four years in January.  Seventy-eight percent of the time, you got where you wanted to go when they said you’d be there.

So there you go. Remember that next time you’re whining that the guy in 18C is leaning his seat back too far and the irritable flight attendant won’t do anything about it.