I’m part of a silent minority, but I’m breaking that silence right now: I hate football. And not because I’m a woman, but because the whole thing is just a pointless display of brute force that results in brain damage. The ball goes this way, the ball goes that way—who gives a shit? I don’t, but I know a lot of people do. And those people like to talk about it. Endlessly, tirelessly, obsessively talk about it—and way too frequently in my airspace. Whether it’s around my desk or at a bar, I can’t friggin’ escape the football talk, especially now with the Stupid Bowl upon us. You’d think having grown up in football-obsessed Texas, I’d have built up a tolerance. Nope. I’ve been sick of it for as long as I can remember. What’s more, football takes up precious TV, radio and social media airwaves. Kim Kardashian’s ass didn’t break the Internet. Football did. Here’s how much I detest this game: On Sundays during the season, my neighborhood grocery store gives customers a 10 percent discount if they wear a football jersey. It’s a great promotion. Me? I’d rather pay the full freight than encourage this ridiculous national obsession.
A Peek at Life Is Beautiful 2017
Gorillaz are coming to Las Vegas for the first time ever. 2016’s Grammy winner for best new artist, Chance the Rapper, will return. English rockers Muse will bring their dizzying live show to the streets of Downtown. And that’s just the top of an eclectic bill that features more than 70 acts, along with comedy, interactive art installations, a group art exhibit featuring the work of Mark Ryden, Tara McPherson and Shepard Fairey and much more. Last year saw more than 137,000 attendees trod the festival footprint. Who’s ready for more?
Best of the City 2016
Our seventh annual celebration of all things Las Vegas, from the best place to fix your speeding ticket to the best Bloody Mary.