Chris Kamler

OJ Simpson passed away a few weeks ago. His murder trial was a significant part of my early 20’s as I worked nights and would normally get up around the time the trial began. I remember watching the trial for as long as I could until I had to head into work. Then, I would stop off at the White Castle on Armour and then off to work to devour my treasures.

Enter Kansas City Chief Harrison Butker. In a recent commencement address at Benedictine College, Kansas City Chiefs kicker Harrison Butker stirred up controversy with his views on women's roles. While congratulating the graduating women, Butker expressed his belief that most of them were likely more excited about marriage and motherhood than their careers.

Just a couple of months ago, I wrote in this space about the perils of sports betting barreling down the road with regards to professional sports. At the time, Jontay Porter, former Missouri Tiger was being suspended for sports betting. The names are starting to pile up – and the problems with professional leagues are beginning to mount.

Over the past 15 years, the landscape of television has been revolutionized. What started as cable television – a technology that brought us dozens of entertainment options in hundreds of commercials – has now changed to a streaming world.

In a stunning display of political prowess, the 2024 presidential debate left viewers wondering: “Is this a debate or a lullaby competition?” President Joe Biden and former President Donald Trump took the stage, armed with their talking points, and promptly put the audience to sleep.

This past week, I turned 52 years old. I don’t feel 52 years old. If anything, I feel like I’m 30. Many would say that I act 12, and they would be correct. But there are times where you start to feel aging hit you.

It is an early summer morning. The air is still and my left knee is barking. The air temperature has dropped about 10 degrees from the triple-digits we saw this time yesterday. There’s gunna be weather. The TV is on in the background screaming about raised fists and tickets and conventions, but my eyes are on the sky. There’s gunna be weather.

When I went to bed last Thursday, I felt a sense of satisfaction that I had nearly made it through another week working in Cybersecurity. My email inbox was at a manageable level. I had my team working on priorities. It was a decent week. Then, nearly 10 million computers around the globe decided to crash overnight Friday morning.

In the grand theater of politics, where every word is scrutinized and every gesture analyzed, the term “weird” has taken center stage in the current presidential race. It’s as if the candidates have collectively decided that the best way to describe their opponents is by channeling their inner middle schooler. And honestly, it’s kind of hilarious.

Ladies and gentlemen, gather ’round as I introduce you to the eighth wonder of the political world—a man so astoundingly ordinary that he makes vanilla seem like a wild flavor choice. Tim Walz, the vice-presidential candidate who is so unremarkable, you might just find yourself remarking on it.