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"@instagram pictures of breast cancer survivors have been flagged+deleted but this is super #sick and #hot amiright? … "'@Itz_Nandini: @scout_willis ur profile picture is disgusting' no it's not, it's a celebration of the female body," she replied to …
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Why the world gives a shit about Elliot Rodger
So based on the stats, either a frighteningly large portion of the male population is “crazy” and “disturbed”, OR there seems to be some pervading, violent thread of commonality in gender ideology and entitlement to the female body. Bottom line is that …
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Moncler Gamme Rouge

All the theatrics that have amped up the entertainment value at previous Moncler Gamme Rouge shows were MIA today—no huskies, simulated weather, or nearly nude gymnasts. If you wanted, you could watch the light boards running the perimeter of the space that projected Koyaanisqatsi-style footage of urban and environmental scenes. But, with no disrespect to last year’s canine models, the clothes needed to resume their role as star players. And sure enough, Giambattista Valli’s three-part collection offered up the type of graphic and material dynamism (plus Pharrell-size fur hats) that will make any future polar vortex easier to endure.

On average, coats hovered around the knees, which were almost always clad in sport leggings, their cuffs sheer and ankle-baring. The mixing made all the difference; a champagne-hued Persian lamb coat ringed with a triple stripe of pylon-orange mink opened the show. Midway through, in the droll-meets-drab UPS uniform grouping, a crocodile front gave way to a Persian lamb back. A fuller A-line coat bifurcated a camo print up top with a raw-edged Persian lamb skirt. Speaking of which, the prints came from graffiti artist Maurizio Cannavacciuolo, whose drippy effects and text-image interplay counterbalanced the haute fabrications and will likely find an eager audience among men (who will finally be able to purchase the Gamme Rouge runway looks this fall).

Both men and women, though, will appreciate the all-purpose accessories, namely a croc card case dangling from a coat strap, baseball-beanie hybrid caps, and thick-soled slip-on sneakers. All three details might have gone unnoticed had you been distracted by a mise-en-scène.
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Zadig & Voltaire

Zadig & Voltaire wrangled a variety of industry heavyweights for its show today: models Kirsten Owen, Soo Joo Park, Hanne Gaby Odiele, and Jamie Bochert; runway music master Frédéric Sanchez (who spliced U2’s “Numb” with Missy Elliott’s “One Minute Man”); and producer Alexandre de Betak. While designer Cecilia Bönström did not try to pass off her sweaterdresses and embellished parkas as anything more than “clothes with attitude,” it’s clear that the brand understands the importance of perception. For all the spangled jumpsuits and jackets, there were an equal number of well-designed knits. The overarching message came via a military green coat, to which Bönström added trendy detailing and accents of tangerine. She used a vintage dress to inform the final look, and loosely adopted Warhol’s flowers for the collection’s sole print. Styling was crucial here. What happens if, a few months from now, a shopper enters a store and tries on the long embroidered lace skirt; will she figure out that it looks best when worn with an oversize sweater, attaining Bönström’s oppositional ideal? There’s no way to know—and certainly no way to control it. All the more reason to stage a knockout show.
—Amy Verner
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“I want women to stop striving for it [the perfect body]. I want women to start focusing more on their accomplishments [and] how they contribute to the world. If women can remove this chip, this body shaming and hating chip, get it out of their head …
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THE SOUP : MARC MARON, CAROL LEIFER & RICH SOMMER
Hobbies: I love life and learning new things. My perfect day would start with a workout, go on an adventure, learn something new, and end it dancing. Sexiest part of a woman: Soul. Favorite food: Mom's healthy cooking. Biggest turn-on: For a woman to …
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FBI looking for Arizona women performing illegal butt-enhancement injections
(FBI-Phoenix). The quest for a perfect body is putting women in Tucson, Ariz., in danger. The FBI is currently trying to locate Ivonne Clarisa Ceballos Tapia and Perla Guadalupe Rubio Prado. The two women are accused of performing illegal buttock …
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I'm Only Going to Say this Once, "There is No Perfect Body"
“There is no perfect body type”, take a moment to let that in. . . .then ask yourself, “then why do so many girls, boys, men and women believe, invest and suffer willingly to achieve this fabricated and idealized body, regardless of the cost to their …
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Zuhair Murad

Zuhair Murad doesn’t much like insects—except for butterflies and dragonflies, beauty muses of the bug world. So for Fall, he expressed their sinuous bodies and wing shapes as custom guipure lace patterns and strategically placed cutouts. Murad pointed to a special technique that allowed a puzzle of crepe pieces to be superimposed onto jersey, and showed off python-patterned lace embroidered with the same abstracted idea. A digitally rendered print stretched wing veining into a decorative filigree. Even the leather lacing on a grouping of dresses borrowed the insects’ bulbous abdomen shape, tiny as it is, for female body contouring. The most elaborate interpretation of all used openwork and embellishment across the entire torso and down the hip in a way that seemed as delicate and detailed as actual wings. Murad, who says he pored over books and examined some specimens back home in Lebanon, has become so synonymous with eveningwear that you easily forget he does daywear, too, and batwing sleeves supplied the most notable, tangentially thematic update. This luxe Lepidoptera collection allowed Murad to stretch his wings, but the OTT ornamentation was far less persuasive than a solid black crepe mermaid dress with lace godet pleats. Such relative simplicity made it a rare beauty.
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Trager Delaney

It is helpful to think of Trager Delaney‘s London-based designers Kim Trager and Lowell Delaney as crack anthropologists. They are keen students of people, and they want their clothes to tell those people’s stories. Or, more accurately, they like to create rococo tales of what those stories might be. Case in point, this season’s nicely observed take on English council estate aesthetics, with their track suits, big tees, and sexed-up Saturday night dresses, which Trager and Delaney spun into a Scarface-inspired yarn about a poor boy who’s made it big, and so now he and his girl are getting into some conspicuous consumption. This was a collection very much about what people with nothing think rich people have—smoking jackets, red merino furs trimmed in stingray gold python, velvet track suits lined in organza. More than a few actually rich women are going to want to own those python-trimmed coats and velvet track suits, the latter of which feature leg-length zips that open to reveal skin winking through that sheer organza. And that ratifies Trager and Delaney’s larger point here, which is that—vacated of their class connotations—lots of so-called naff looks are actually pretty awesome. Get with the bling, people. Get with the bling.
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— 20. Ron Nielson

Ron Nielson wanted to do something extra scary for the kids on Halloween. He decided it would be totally spooky — not to mention hilarious — to burn a cross at his Palm Bay, Florida, home.

Yet Nielson’s uproarious "prank" — his words — went awry when he doused the cross with gas and accidentally set himself aflame, destroying his comedic timing. Medics airlifted him to an Orlando hospital, where he was treated for second-degree burns over half of his body, and doctors struggled to get the punch line.
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The 50-year-old is expected to try something more tasteful next year, like hanging an innocent sharecropper from a light pole.
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— 19. Bill Wisth

Bill Wisth is 6-foot-6 and weighs 350 pounds. He also really likes fish. These salient facts made him a regular at the all-you-can-eat fish fry at Chuck’s Place, a family restaurant in Thiensville, Wisconsin.

But his devotion to Chuck’s turned tragic one evening last spring. Wisth had already pounded 20 pieces of deep-fried goodness, yet still hankered for more. A waitress told him they’d run out. She offered to substitute a more expensive fish, but Wisth was rightfully outraged. The restaurant advertised all-you-can-eat, and he could still eat! He left in a huff, refusing to pay his bill.

Vengeance was his when he began picketing Chuck’s with a sign reading "False advertising." Wisth was soon hailed as the Nelson Mandela of Thiensville. If his fight proved in vain, Golden Corral might restrict customers to 17 helpings of coleslaw. The implications were grave.

Yet Wisth’s soaring star took a downward trajectory after the media interviewed a waitress. It turns out that Chuck’s owner let Wisth run a tab when he couldn’t pay for his meals. Worse, on the night in question, he was caught sneaking fish to his dining companion who hadn’t ordered the special, a breach of all-you-can-eat etiquette so egregious it was like hitting on your aunt at the afterparty for grandma’s funeral.

Wisth was exposed as a mooch and an ingrate. Thiensville soon shifted its allegiance to a more deserving hero: the guy trying to remove the traffic camera on Maple Street.
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— 18. Judge Michael Cook

The first sign that Michael Cook might not be suited for the Illinois St. Clair County Circuit Court came last spring. He and fellow judge Joseph Christ were vacationing at the Cook family hunting lodge north of St. Louis when police were summoned.

They arrived to find Christ, a father of six, dead in a bathroom. It seems he failed to read the fine print on a sizable package of cocaine, which warned that excessive use may piss off your heart, causing it to launch a work stoppage.

Having a dead judge in your bathroom tends to arouse the curiosity of the feds, who started investigating. But that didn’t temper Cook’s own fondness for powdered happiness. He was later arrested on heroin and gun charges after leaving the home of accused drug trafficker Sean McGilvery. (Cook had dismissed a case against McGilvery two years earlier. No word on whether this entitled him to a house discount.)

The judge resigned and was whisked to treatment in Minnesota. He pleaded guilty in exchange for 18 months in prison.
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— 17. Ernesto Yañez

Ernesto Yañez was a cop in Port Isabel before resigning to pursue a more lucrative profession: burglary. But the former lawman took some unusual lumps during his rookie season.

He and an accomplice burglarized a home in Rio Hondo, scoring a fine selection of tools. But Yañez accidentally left his police-issue pager at the scene. So he called the homeowner at 2 a.m., claiming he’d left the pager behind when he saw someone breaking in while patrolling the area. Fortunately, he’d cracked the case, fingering notorious tool bandit Manuel Manzanares.

There was one small problem with this diversionary tactic: Manzanares didn’t appreciate being ratted out, especially since he was Yañez’s accomplice. So he in turn ratted out Yañez, allowing police to solve the burglary without lifting a doughnut.

Yañez’s burglary business is now for sale, though it has yet to find an interested buyer.
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— 16. Alyssa Pack

Alyssa Pack was spending a delightful afternoon at Twin Hills Park in Crestview, Florida, with a young child and an unidentified man, enjoying the natural splendor. On this day, however, said nature included a trio of geese. They kept following Pack around, perhaps trying to mooch some bread crumbs because they hadn’t taken personal responsibility and gotten jobs.

Pack thought it a teachable moment. She taunted the geese by saying, "I’ll beat you so hard you won’t even know it." Her friend filmed the scene on his cell phone.

As you might expect from unemployed water fowl, the geese didn’t speak English. So Pack resorted to the international language of kicking them in the head as the young child laughed in the background.

"Did you get me kicking?" she asked her cameraman, dancing before her adversaries like Manny Pacquiao. "I have now kicked all three of these geese in the face."

She knew her performance would make a wonderful educational video for the National Forest Service or the Ted Cruz presidential campaign. So it was loaded to Facebook.
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But instead of celebrating her tough love, viewers began ratting Pack out to the cops. She was charged with animal cruelty and rocking a Macaulay Culkin hairdo in public.

— 15. Miguel Ortiz and Sergio Maldonado

Today’s lesson, boy and girls: Stay in school, even if you’re only pursuing a community college degree in kidnapping.
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Exhibit A: Miguel Ortiz and Sergio Maldonado, inattentive students.

One evening, a man was standing outside his Los Angeles home when the two gangbangers decided he’d make a fine if unwilling chauffeur. They forced him to drive them on a few errands before reaching their final destination, Bare Elegance, a strip joint favorably reviewed by criminals on Yelp.

Our heroes let their chauffeur go. He naturally called police. But since Ortiz and Maldonado failed to bone up on the getaway section of their kidnapping studies, they were still at the strip joint when the cops arrived.

The pair was arrested for kidnapping, robbery and setting a poor example for America’s youth.
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— 14. Maria Caya

It was the last day of school. Fourth-grade teacher Maria Caya was slated to take her young charges to a Janesville, Wisconsin, bowling alley to celebrate. So she prudently began drinking at 6 a.m. to get a jump on the festivities. Good teachers are always prepared.

Though eight other school employees attended the field trip, no one noticed that the 50-year-old educator had slightly overshot her intake capacity. Until she passed out at the bowling alley. With a blood-alcohol level of 0.27. Enough to fuel a Viking ship for three months.

Caya was accused of violating district policy on holding your liquor during field trips. She was paid ,000 in exchange for her resignation.
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— 13. Ronald Dean

A gym teacher at the AmeriSchools Academy in Phoenix led a class of kids ages 10 to 13 out to the playground for a little exercise. That’s when they saw a middle-aged man in a nearby alley. His pants were down, and he appeared to be masturbating.

Police arrived to find Ronald Dean smoking crack and masturbating in full view of the school. Dean didn’t understand what the fuss was about. "I was just sitting here getting high," he told the cops.

The officers patiently explained that pleasuring oneself in front of kids is generally frowned upon in Arizona. It took some doing, but Dean finally got the gist of their argument, conceding that he could have chosen a better locale to polish his manly sword.

"I guess I could have gone underneath the bridge overhang," he sheepishly admitted.

He was charged with indecent exposure and possession of narcotics.
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— 12. Matthew Supran

Delray Beach, Florida, chiropractor Matthew Supran was watching his son’s hockey game when a 14-year-old opposing player elbowed his boy in the face. A ref ruled the hit non-malicious, giving the kid a five-minute penalty under hockey’s sentencing guidelines of assault.

Yet Supran had neglected to teach his son the game’s prescribed response for an elbow to the face: a succession of retaliatory punches. Clearly he sucked as a hockey dad.

So the 230-pound Supran ran onto the ice, punched the teen offender in the face, then grabbed his helmet and slammed his head into the boards in a naked attempt to compensate for bad parenting. He was arrested on charges of child abuse.
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— 11. Greg Abbott

Dallas couple Jeffrey and Henry Buck were married in Massachusetts, only to see their love wither two years later. A Dallas family court granted their divorce.

This caused Texas Attorney General Greg Abbott to blow a gasket. He’s a strident opponent of gay marriage, fearing it will spur an outbreak of elegant kitchen remodeling that makes no allowances for gun racks. And since he’s also running for governor, he wanted to appease the state’s many followers of Mean Jesus, the pissed-off version of the leading brand.

So Abbott appealed the decision. Since Texas law banned gay marriage, he argued, the Bucks couldn’t legally divorce either. A state appellate court agreed, reportedly signing its decision in drool.

Abbott got his wish: The Bucks were forced to stay gay married.

Wait, what?

The case is now before the Texas Supreme Court justices, who are expected to hire someone who can read it to them.
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— 10. Kent and Jill Easter

Kelli Peters, a volunteer at an Irvine, California, elementary school, had punished a boy after tennis practice. Enter the kid’s Parents from Hell, Kent and Jill Easter, who believed their son suffered grave emotional damage from the incident.

The married lawyers sued Peters, tried to get her fired and even sought a restraining order. But she kept volunteering.

So one night, Kent left a bag filled with pills, weed and a used pipe on the seat of Peters’ car, which was parked at the school. He then anonymously called police, claiming he’d seen someone driving erratically and trying to hide nefarious contraband in the school parking lot.

Unfortunately for them, the cops didn’t believe Peters was dumb enough to leave her dope in full view on the seat. Suspicions soon turned to the Easters, whose track record of ham-fisted revenge fit the modus operandi of the caper.

Detectives traced the anonymous police call to Kent. Cell phone records also showed he’d been in contact with Jill that night, presumably providing a play-by-play of their gleeful dance with vengeance.
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The damning phone records caused the glee to dim. Jill pleaded guilty to false imprisonment and the couple separated.

But Kent fought the charges, invoking The Hen-Pecked Defense. He claimed his wife forced him to make the call, and said Jill actually planted the dope while he was home sick in bed. Alas, this was contradicted by his own cell records, which showed him outside Peters’ home on the night in question.

He’s now again awaiting trial after his first trial ended with a hung jury. In the meantime, the couple has sued the Los Angeles Times, the Irvine Police Department, the Orange County District Attorney’s office and 100 other unnamed people for defamation and being mean to them online. But since Kent has been fired by his law firm, it’s unknown whether he can afford to provide all those defendants with free weed and pills.
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— 9. Rojorlo Naranjo

Rojorlo Naranjo had previous convictions for kidnapping and sexual assault, granting him entry to Colorado’s prestigious list of registered sex offenders. This, the 57-year-old knew, was exactly the kind of pedigree that left women quivering globs of longing and desire. Which is why he chose the romantic setting of a Greeley, Colorado, bus to drunkenly hit on a much younger woman.

Perhaps Naranjo was off his game. Perhaps the woman left her desire on the kitchen table that day. Either way, her inexplicable rejection of Naranjo was emphatic enough that the bus driver told him to quit creeping her out.

Yet Naranjo couldn’t let this assault on ego and honor pass, lest all the other sex offenders mock him. So he sucker punched the driver, threw him off the bus, and began kicking him in the head.

Alas, his pummeling was insufficiently gallant to reverse the woman’s heart. But it did get the attention of police, who charged him with harassment, "endangering public transportation" and trying to date over his head. Naranjo was sentenced to 18 years.
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— 8. Adam Savader

Adam Savader was a budding Republican operative who interned for Newt Gingrich and Mitt Romney. Despite his access to the halls of power, he was unable to score with the ladies. That’s because he’s a frumpy little man-child with voodoo eyes that make him appear to be the product of an amorous weekend between Michele Bachmann and Charles Manson.

Still, Savader would not be denied love — or at least his weird approximation of it. So he began hacking into the email accounts of former classmates at George Washington University and his high school in Great Neck, New York.

Whenever he discovered selfies of bare-naked women intended for someone other than Adam Savader, he would send his targets anonymous texts, demanding they beam him additional naked photos. If they refused, Savader threatened to not only send his existing trove to their mothers, but to their sororities and — gasp! — the Republican National Committee, where they would likely be shared with known degenerates, such as congressmen from Alabama.

One victim attending college in Michigan went to police, who traced the anonymous texts to Savader. Though detectives say he attempted to extort 14 women, he was allowed to plead guilty to one count of stalking, for which he’ll spend at least two years in the slam.
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— 7 . Christopher Caceres

A homeowner in San Pedro, California, knew something was amiss when he heard his 80-pound akita make a "huge yelp-like shriek" in the backyard in the middle of the night. The man went outside to find that an intruder had left behind his cell phone.

Two weeks later, the dog made the same unusual yelp. This time the man discovered the prowler had left a gate open. Fearing that someone was casing his house, he installed security cameras.

It wasn’t long before the man awoke one Sunday to find the akita’s hair strewn about the backyard. A review of security tape would reveal something worse than a garden-variety burglar.

The tape showed 22-year-old Christopher Caceres, a neighbor’s grandson, drugging the akita to get it to relax. Caceres then spent from 2 to 4 a.m. having sex with the animal, a remarkable feat of depravity and stamina.

Caceres has been charged with burglary, sexual deviance, bestiality and rape of a dog, with more charges expected.
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— 6. La Crystal King-Woolfork

La Crystal King-Woolfork spent a September night partying with a female friend at the Shake Your Booty club in Indian River County, Florida, a known home to refinement, mystery and romance.

At 4 a.m., the friends repaired to La Crystal’s boyfriend’s house to perform oral sex on each other. The boyfriend, who’d been sleeping, awoke to the bare-naked festivities. La Crystal asked him to make it a three-way tournament. The boyfriend declined.

His refusal harshed the atmosphere, so the female friend left. That left La Crystal and her man to argue over proper etiquette for hosting a guest.

At some point, La Crystal chose to accentuate her position by hitting him in the face with a metal candle holder and smashing her cell phone on his head. Then she stabbed him in the eye.

La Crystal confessed to her role in the candle holder/cell phone attack, but denied jabbing a knife in her boyfriend’s eye. She’d always maintained strict rules about sticking to unconventional weapons, feeling it was more creative.
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Police charged her with attempted murder.

— 5. Thomas Lowe

Eagan, Minnesota, divorce lawyer Thomas Lowe was representing an abused woman with mental troubles. His services included more than unlimited bluster and threatening paperwork. He also provided full-immersion discovery, bedding her just to ensure that he’d probed every last detail of the case.
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It is said that Lowe possesses the erotic fury of a caged ferret. The woman was smitten — even though Lowe was actually billing her for their time in bed.

Six months later, the married lawyer declared the bedroom phase of the case concluded. But his decision was premature, perhaps clouded by the fact that her bank account was running low. She responded by trying to whack herself.

The affair was revealed at the hospital, which led the state Bar Association to accuse Lowe of conduct unbecoming, even for a lawyer. Though he had upheld the profession’s highest calling — the blind pursuit of billable hours — his law license was indefinitely suspended.
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— 4. Marcus O’Neal

Aside from spending the diaper money on Wild Turkey and crack, nothing quite says "I love you" like unbridled jealousy. Or so thought Marcus O’Neal.

He’s not the most self-confident man. It’s a reasonable position, since he’s also a moron and a candy-ass. The evidence: His girlfriend had "liked" a photo on Facebook that showed a female friend and another man. O’Neal equated the like with lust for the man and flew into a rage.

He closed the windows so the neighbors couldn’t hear, then began beating his girlfriend, calling her a whore and threatening to kill her as four kids in the home shrieked in horror.

At one point, the woman nearly blacked out. O’Neal ripped off her clothes, "inspecting for signs of infidelity," according to police. Because he’d never watched CSI, he was unaware that electronic images can’t be detected on the human body.

Springfield, Missouri, police charged him with three counts of domestic assault.
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— 3. Jonathan Savas

There’s a reason tornadoes always ask for directions to the nearest trailer park whenever they come to town. They’re looking for people like Jonathan Savas.

Savas was hanging at a friend’s mobile home in Sha-De-Land, Florida, with his 10-month-old baby and the child’s mother. The child wouldn’t stop crying, presumably interrupting Savas’ thoughtful discourse on Keynesian economics. So he decided to sit on the baby’s head. Nothing quite silences a fussy infant like suffocation by buttocks.

The friend confronted Savas. The child’s mom told him to stop. But Savas invoked his paternal right to be an asshole. "It’s my baby," he allegedly responded. "I can do whatever I want."

Police contested his thesis by arresting him for child abuse.
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— 2. William T. Woodward

William Woodward had a longstanding beef with a neighbor. The man had borrowed a roll of duct tape that went unreturned. Woodward simmered, since it’s apparently very difficult to find duct tape in Brevard County, Florida.

His rage turned to a boil on Labor Day, when his neighbors were holding a cookout. Woodward claims he heard someone yell, "Come on, boys. … We’re going to get him. We’re going to get him, all three of us." Or maybe he just imagined it, since the phrasing sounds suspiciously like the wooden dialogue on Rizzoli and Isles.

Either way, he sneaked up on the party and shot three men, killing two of them. The third survived despite being shot 11 times.

Yet Woodward thought it a righteous shooting. He asked that murder charges be dismissed, citing Florida’s Stand Your Ground law and the Bush Doctrine.

Legal experts believe the Stand Your Ground defense may be a long-shot, since the law was intended to let Floridians shoot black kids who enjoy Skittles, not white guys cooking meat.

The Bush Doctrine shows more promise. It was used by President George W. Bush to justify the Iraq War. Though Iraq had yet to attack the U.S., he reasoned, it probably might. So he considered himself legally justified in blowing Iraq up now, rather than waiting until we’re all wearing veils and getting squeamish over hot dogs.

Woodward awaits trial on murder charges.
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— 1. Wells Fargo

Retiree Larry Delassus suffered from a rare blood-clot disorder that often left him disoriented and hospitalized. But this disability would prove minor compared to a more serious affliction: He was a customer of Wells Fargo.

The bank held the mortgage on his Hermosa Beach, California, condo. Unfortunately for Delassus, Wells Fargo mistook him for another customer, who happened to owe 13 grand in back taxes. Despite his protests, it doubled Delassus’ mortgage to pay off the nonexistent taxes. He quickly fell behind.

At some point, Wells Fargo discovered it had confused Delassus with another resident of his complex. But the company foreclosed on him anyway.

Being a banker means never having to say you’re sorry. And you get to take people’s homes. It’s a win-win situation.

Delassus lost his condo and was forced into assisted living.

He sued Wells Fargo for negligence and discrimination, but died one day in court. A coroner ruled it heart failure. Delassus’ friends believe the bank killed him.

There is a happy ending, however. The American Bankers Association gave Wells Fargo its Benito Mussolini Award, bestowed annually for "the exemplary persecution of orphans, widows and sickly old guys." It is considered the industry’s highest honor.
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…..item 2)…. Richie Incognito’s Year of the Bully …

… Miami New Times … www.miaminewtimes.com/

By Michael E. Miller … Thursday, Dec 26 2013
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The jockstrap arrived at 2:31 a.m. like a foul-smelling firebomb. Jorge heard the glass shatter and pedaled over. The gray-haired security guard pulled up on his Huffy just in time to see a Ford Bronco disappear in a cloud of burnt rubber. A fat, pale middle finger wagged out the driver’s window like a wayward kielbasa.

Let’s see your list, Richie. What psychos and sadists make up your People Issue?

It didn’t take Jorge long to find the missile amid the wreckage. Ten years of professional football had imbued the XXXL cup with its own pungent potpourri of blood, Bengay, and ball sweat. Locating it was easier than spotting a streetwalker on Biscayne Boulevard. The jockstrap was wrapped around a brick fastened with athletic tape and addressed simply: "To the Dildos at the New Times."
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The next morning, this humble reporter unfurled the putrid package at his desk. The athletic supporter was the size of a baby’s blanket, every square inch of fetid, faded cotton covered in childlike scribbles. It wasn’t a warning, however — no threat for New Times to back off its investigations into steroid abuse in baseball, police shootings, or local corruption. Instead, it was a letter to the editor:

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What’s up, pussies? Richie Incognito here. The Miami Dolphins’ most offensive offensive lineman. Pro Bowler. All-Star Wild Child. The NFL’s dirtiest player and proud of it. I’m #68 on the field but #1 in secretly squeezing a dude’s scrotum during a Monday Night Football man-pile. (It’s called the "Rich-around." Get it?)

Listen up, you blog-typing twats. I read your articles about me, including the claim I drove that rookie biatch Jonathan Martin bonkers by harassing him. All I have to say is: Take a whiff of my cup and wake the hell up. That dude is softer than my supple Italian foreskin. This is professional football we play, not some tea-cozy crocheting competition.

I’d be angrier if I thought you were singling me out, but all your newspaper seems to do is print politically correct crap. You have a rapper as a columnist, a stripper who writes sex advice, and a newsroom full of MFAs. Let’s start with your so-called People issue. You profiled a human statue, a community activist, and a kid in a chicken costume. Seriously, guys. What fucking city are you living in?

Take a good, hard look at 2013 and show me when a community activist accomplished anything. The only statue anyone cares about is the Heisman. And for god’s sake, someone strip that kid of his chicken suit and suit him up in some pads so he finally gets laid.

What about Miami’s real badasses? What about the ballers like me who get the dirty work done? The amoral assholes who pull no punches and spare no shady dollar in an all-out blitz to win?

Here’s an idea. How’s about you print my People issue? No charities. No children. No gourmet coffee roasters or French fashion bloggers. Just the bullies who truly boss this town.

Fins up!

XOXO,

Richie

P.S. Can you guys crochet me a new cup?

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Dear Richie:

What a lovely surprise to receive your, uh, letter the other day, but do the Incognitos not believe in mailboxes? It’s taken our unpaid interns three days to pick up the mess. One cut herself pretty badly and, without health insurance, had to use your jockstrap to stop the bleeding.

To address your complaints: We’re sorry you don’t agree with our coverage of your suspension from the Dolphins, but calling your teammate a "half-n****r," threatening to defecate in his mouth, and saying you’d kill his family was, let’s just say, excessive. Compared to that, making Martin pay ,000 for you to fly to Vegas and taunting him by saying you had sex with his sister almost seems quaint. Almost.

As for your argument that our recent People issue ignored Miami’s "real badasses," we must point out that our issue focused on the coolest and most creative people in the city, not its most cutthroat and powerful.

But you’re right. More than any year in recent memory, 2013 was dominated by bullies like you. From Gov. Rick Scott to rogue neighborhood watchman George Zimmerman, corrupt politicians to bad cops and even worse criminals, steroidal sports stars to scamming team owners, 2013 was the year that Florida’s Freudian id came roaring back in full force.

This was the Year of the Bully. So let’s see your list, Richie. What psychos and sadists make up your People issue?

Sincerely,

New Times

Richie’s response arrived a few days later. This time, it was penned in ketchup on the greasy cardboard containers of a 16-piece family dinner from KFC:

Growing up in Jersey, my father would grab me by the collar in a horseshoe tackle and pull a Joe Pesci on me. "Son, don’t take no shit from no one," he’d scream. "If you let anyone give you shit now, you’re gonna take shit your entire life."

Of course, he also told me that Bill Clinton was Beelzebub and that "pretty boy Patrick Swayze wouldn’t last a day in the real shit" while watching Red Dawn, but that might have just been the Vietnam flashbacks and Wild Turkey talking.
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Big Richie was always trying to toughen me up. If I came home with a bruise, he’d tell me the other guy better have a black eye, or else I would. When I first kicked a kid’s ass — some nerd who’d been calling me fat for months — my dad didn’t ground me. He gave me ice cream.

"As the big, swinging dictator in Sweetwater, Manny Maroño was Scott’s number one supporter."

When my football coaches couldn’t see the talent hidden underneath my chub, Big Richie would collar me again and say, "Payback is going to come, Richie. When it’s time for you to have your payback, you open up the gates of Hell and make them stare at the Devil." I never really understood that last part, but it sounded pretty badass.

So when I made it big at the University of Nebraska, that’s exactly what I did: I put other people through hell. I teabagged my teammates in the locker room, blindsided the freshmen on the practice field, and punished our opponents on the weekends. I even perfected the Rich-around. I was a mean motherfucker, but I was a blocking machine.
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Even when I went AWOL after flipping over my coach’s desk and getting cut from the team, Oregon still wanted me. And when I gave another coach the finger for telling me to see a shrink, the NFL nonetheless came calling.

And that’s my point. I’m like Dick Cheney: working in the shadows, getting my hands dirty, humping the ugly chick so others can look glamorous in the spotlight. I keep the quarterback with the cute smile and shampoo commercials safe from the vicious dudes on the other side of the line of scrimmage. But I ain’t a saint.

You may not like it, but we bullies have been the unsung heroes this year. Let’s start at the top. Everyone has been angry at the government this year. People keep saying it’s gotten to be like Big Brother, whatever that means. But without your big brother, you’d just get your ass kicked all the time, right?

Sure, the NSA is reading your emails, tapping your phone calls, probably tapping your wife too. Meanwhile, some stooge in a suit is taking your taxes. And TSA agents are poking your bunghole with latex fingers. Big Brother is a bully, but it’s better than having America the Beautiful overrun by jihadis. You’d be speaking Arabic or Urdu or something right now, buddy. Think about that. Urrrr-duuu.

It’s not just the feds who did whatever it took to save us in 2013. Take a look at here in Florida. Rick Scott might look like a poached testicle, but our gonadal head of state governs like a boss. That man brushed off a record .7 billion fine for Medicare fraud like a blown tackle. He ground out an election nastier than any NFL fourth quarter. Sure, his poll numbers tanked harder than Tim Tebow. But instead of spending 2013 making nice, he doubled down on being a dick. Every morning, he stepped over the Dream Defenders protesting outside his office like they weren’t even there. Scott let the kids camp out for weeks — sleeping on linoleum floors and surviving on Styrofoam cups of the capitol’s cruddy coffee — before telling them to get lost: Stand Your Ground was here to stay. What a sadist! LULZ.

Scott’s lieutenant governor resigned in disgrace — some scandal about lesbians and gambling, which sounds like a good time to me — but bossman didn’t even bother replacing her. His hot-as-balls attorney general, Pam Bondi, delayed the execution of a cold-blooded killer so she could throw herself a party. The guv was going to let donors hunt an alligator for ,000. My shotgun and I would have been there in a heartbeat had you morons in the media not found out first. And when Scott’s Republican buddies in D.C. took a stand against tyranny like food stamps and social security checks, so did the guv. He refused to reopen Florida’s parks. Fuck the economy!

What a terrific asshole. And why not? You’re only governor once, Rick — at least with Charlie Crist now in the race. YOGO!

If Scott is the tyrannical quarterback for Team A-Hole, then Miami-area Mayors Manny Maroño, Steve Bateman, and Michael Pizzi are his trio of wide receivers. Or at least they were, until they were arrested.

As the big, swinging dictator in Sweetwater, Manny Maroño was Scott’s number one supporter. He even shaved his head like the guv. In return, Scott made him president of Florida’s League of Cities and allowed his mini-me to start a business development firm named after the governor’s job creation plan. Maroño managed to get his wife, mom, uncle, and buddies on the Sweetwater payroll. And his two tow companies took over the town by bribing public officials and jacking cars whenever they felt like it.

If I may say so, Maroño was the Richie Incognito of Miami mayors. Remember when the Dolphins made a video of me playing croquet and asking fans to remain civilized? It was funny because I really am an asshole, like that time just months earlier when I used a golf club to sexually assault a woman during a team outing. Hilarious, right?
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Wren

In a game of truth or dare, the fun-loving Wren girl would choose dare. With this in mind, designer Melissa Coker enlisted twenty fans to kiss complete strangers on camera. Among those who stepped up to the challenge for the label’s Fall film were familiar faces such as Langley Fox, Z Berg, and Soko, who also provided the music. The charming result was flirty yet innocent, with candid reactions ranging from “What’s your name?” to “Can we turn off the lights?” to “Do we make out more?” The short clip jibes well with Wren’s characteristically stylish, straightforward clothes. This season, Coker whipped up easy bomber jackets, bustier tops, and a slim pencil skirt with zippered side slits from a graphic, tribal-patterned jacquard. As usual, there was a slight nineties vibe that pulsed throughout the collection with a grungy, patchworked plaid group, as well as navel-grazing leopard turtlenecks and sexy, off-the-shoulder dresses designed to channel Married With Children‘s Kelly Bundy and 90210. She continued to reference the Clueless decade with a functional patent leather backpack that was her first official foray into accessories. Other casual highlights here included terry sweats updated with feminine black lace accents and washed-silk slipdresses. Meanwhile, Wren continues to succeed with its on-brand collaborations, and Coker’s latest venture is a “Kitty Stardust” T-shirt illustrated by Fox. What’s even better than wearing a tee featuring a cute cat rocking David Bowie lightning bolt makeup is the fact that all proceeds will benefit the NKLA Pet Adoption Center in Los Angeles.
—Brittany Adams
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Maki Oh

Of all the names to turn up on the short list for the brand-new LVMH Prize, Maki Oh is perhaps the most surprising. Designer Maki Osakwe’s presence on the list is richly deserved, but as a designer based in Lagos, she remains outside the range of fashion industry groupthink. That makes her something other than a usual suspect for a Paris-based fashion competition, but it also helps account for the utter distinctiveness of her work. Osakwe always premises her collections on a story, and this one, she explained, came from her imagining a woman at her mirror, reciting the song lyrics, “Tell me I’m the only one, even if you choke.” As Osakwe went on to say, that vignette presents the question: Is this woman mad or not? And thus the collection toyed with themes of madness and un-madness, love and anti-love, and other states that fluctuate and are a matter of perception. All this was transmitted through Osakwe’s most elevated and accomplished collection yet. This time out, she emphasized relatively easy silhouettes—a pair of track pants, a soft silk blouse, a lean tailored dress with some slouch to it. The clothes felt like clothes rather than looks. Further, Osakwe really upped her textile game this season, developing a traditional Nigerian aso-oke material with Lurex thread; pulling luxe gobs of fringe out of selvedge; and translating prints, such as her Yoruba translation of those song lyrics, into hand-appliquéd lettering. There’s a certain naïveté to Osakwe’s work and you sense the hand of the artisan, but the intelligence and aesthetic sophistication guiding her process is so keen, the pieces never come off as artsy-craftsy. Well done.
—Maya Singer
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