The grief of the heartbreaking Purdue loss is starting to wane. I did an hour-long recovery session on the show yesterday. Several people called in to share their disappointment. It’s time to move on.
House on a lake
won't leave me be.
It's a dream I thought of
during a Dead solo
a while ago.
I’ve been depressed over the Purdue loss on Saturday. I was really hoping to be going to Minneapolis for the Final Four this weekend. Hartford was nice. Louisville was better. Minneapolis would be out of this world. It didn’t happen. Time to move on.
Ryan, Debbie and I moved on yesterday by holding a video production meeting. Our plan going forward is to concentrate on clips and news. Right now, we offer up long form video and almost no clips and no news. That’s gonna change.
The crux of it is that we have dozens of hours of video every week. We don’t bring it together in a digestible form. This is gonna change. We’ve got a lot of talented people doing really good radio and video and we have to somehow cut it up so that we can use it later and present it to viewers and listeners in shorter form. It might be hard to understand right now. Stay tuned and it’ll get clearer.
It’s 4:24am already. That means that I gotta hop in the shower and go to work. It’s Tuesday. That means Verlie Suggs sits with me for two hours. It also means that I don’t really have to prepare for the show. Verlie does enough of that for the both of us.
The rhythm is that my childhood chump Billy Baker comes in for 45 minutes on Monday and Verlie for two hours on Tuesday. Billy Baker doesn’t prepare at all. He shows up and wants to laugh… and maybe pontificate a little. We do laugh. And I let him pontificate. Then everyone goes about their Monday. It’s a good start to the week.
Coffee, toast and
It's all you need on a
Monday morning in June.
Sun comes up soon.
Verlie and I will probably talk about the case of John Buncich. He is the former Sheriff of Lake County, Indiana, who is serving 15 years in federal prison for taking bribes of $15,000. When you write it out like that, it doesn’t make sense.
Who goes to prison for 15 years over stealing 15 grand?
The sentencing didn’t make sense to me, either. I covered the trial for the better part of three weeks a year and a half ago. It’s an odd contrast. It’s hot as hell outside. Then you go in the federal courtroom and it’s cold as ice. You gotta walk through the metal detector with a jacket in your hand.
I shared on the air that the Buncich trial was gonna be the last federal trial I covered. Several callers called bullshit.
“You’ll be back, Dedelow. You can’t get enough of it,” Streetwise said.
That may be. But something didn’t set right with me about the Buncich trial. In my mind, John Buncich made a huge mistake in taking 15 grand over 4.5 years and not reporting it as campaign donations. It was disappointing. At one point, like many people in the Region, I looked up to the man as a tough cop in a tough job.
But to go to prison for 15 years over taking 15 unreported grand for campaign tickets defies logic. Americans want to feel that the justice system makes sense. This did not make sense. I shared it as such with listeners and viewers.
The reason that Verlie and I will probably talk about this again is that a federal appeals court judge in Chicago is being real critical of the federal prosecutors’ treatment of Buncich, saying that they “dirtied him up.” She’s threatening to give him a new trial, vacate his conviction, or reduce his sentence. This is a mystery. What will happen to the cop who went down? We will see.
patience for the
Dead to finish tuning
their guitars and finally
play some music.
Purdue lost. The road to the Final Four is closed. Us Purdue fans… we may not be this close again for the rest of our lives. Every time I think about how Purdue actually had the game won, I want to throw up. That’s the mood I’m taking down Indianapolis Boulevard with me this morning. So watch out.
But life goes on.