Auto burglary and theft is one of the most common crimes in America. At least I think it is. Everyone has had their car broken into once or twice, right?
It’s happened to me at least a half-dozen times. The first two experiences occurred while I was in high school. One time, thieves I probably knew stole my JVC pullout tape player. Not only did they unnecessarily break out an expensive-to-replace vent window when the car was unlocked, but they made sure to eject and leave behind the Stone Temple Pilots cassette tape that was in the unit. At least they had good taste in music.
The third, fourth and fifth time all occurred when I lived in Lincoln Greens near 122nd and Penn. The one that burned the most was when they jacked the new Pioneer 5 Disc CD changer from the trunk of my Mitsubishi Galant. The device cost like $350, and that didn’t include the installation and / or interest I paid on my credit card. The assholes also took my booklet of 100 CDs. They (fortunately) didn’t leave behind any STP.
Just a few years ago, my car was broken into while parked in my garage. It was a Sunday night and I accidentally left my garage door open until about 10:00 p.m. That means while I was in my living room watching Sunday night football and eating spaghetti, some creepy and bold-as-fuck prick was in my garage going through the glove compartment of my car. King Big Balls took an old iPod Shuffle and change from my cup holder. I didn’t even notice until I was driving to work the following morning and saw the contents of my glove compartment on the floor.
Finally, just a few months ago, a Level 4 Ogle Groupie’s car was burglarized while parked in my drive way. The person grabbed some boxes of books from the trunk, and then proceeded to rummage through them by the side of my house. By the way, did I tell you I recently acquired a gun?
Anyway, I shared all that with you for a couple of reasons:
1. I felt like needlessly showing my age and enjoyed the transition from tape player to CD changer to MP3 shuffle stick.
2. I wanted to hit home the point that auto burglaries are common and frequent crimes that target lower-income folks and don’t really deserve special media attention… unless, of course, you work for KFOR and the burglaries take place at an affluent country club in Nichols Hills. Then we need to be worried and alert and aware and watch KFOR for the details:
Last week, we learned that Regular Jim Traber successfully played 107.7 The Franchise to secure a lucrative new three-year deal with The Sports Animal. If you believe some of the rumors floating around town, the contract pays up to $300,000 per year. That’s a lot of radio remotes at car dealerships, casinos and New Balance of Edmond.
Sports Animal radio network afternoon personality Jim Traber said he has agreed to a new three-year contract as the network continues to lock up its talent in wake of added competition from 107.7 The Franchise, which launched in late August.
“I’m excited about moving forward,” Traber said Monday of the new deal, noting he was pleased with support from Cumulus Media management in Oklahoma City and Atlanta. Traber, a former OSU quarterback and Baltimore Orioles first baseman, said his current contract expires at the end of the month.
“Jim is an intricate part of the team,” said Cumulus market manager Larry Bastida.
Bastida noted Cumulus management has shown a “real investment in sports talk radio. They believe it’s one of the formats of the future. They give us a lot of support here.”
Initially, I was happy to hear this news. Regular Jim Traber signing a new contract means three more years of easy material, punchlines and posting pics of Pizza The Hut. Of course, we really don’t need Regular Jim to be on the radio to get all that. We could always just watch him fail at live television. That’s what he did last night on Channel 25:
Steve Lackmeyer is a regular punching bag around these parts, but the truth is he’s a pretty nice guy. You probably know him best from his popular Twitter account, his well-publicized love affair with tall buildings, and his NewsOK blog, OKC Pangloss. But did you know that in his former life, he was also a movie critic? Not just a movie critic, actually, but a DVD (and before that, VHS) critic. I guess he was the critic for people too lazy to actually go see movies in the theater.
I have to confess I didn’t remember his stint in this role until I accidentally stumbled on one of his old reviews while looking for something else in the Oklahoman’s archives. I thought it would be fun to go back and look at some of his old columns to find out if he was better at judging movies than Dino Lalli.
Back at my old job, my boss would always say that he wanted his employees to maintain a strong “work-life balance.” I was always happy to oblige. With an easy 8-5 schedule, good insurance, vacation time and the internet on my work PC, achieving a good balance between work and life was easy.
Now that I’m self-employed and run an obscure local media and trivia empire, it’s become a little more difficult to keep up the concept. I guess you can say my work has become my life and my life has become my work. It really is hard to differentiate the two. For example, when I watch the news and see an attractive woman reporting in front of an apartment fire, I don’t just think “I hope no one was hurt” or “Wow, that girl is hot.” I wonder “Wow, that girl’s hot. I wonder where we should rank her in the 20 Hottest Women in the Oklahoma City media. I better hop on her Facebook page and grab pics before it goes private…and yeah, I hope no one was hurt.”
Anyway, I’ve decided to take a few days off from writing for TLO to focus on the “life” part of that equation. While I’m tending to that, you should probably check out this video of Mike Morgan having an epic meltdown on the webcast Weather Brains. It’s pretty amazing. The clip starts around the 2o minute mark. It kind of goes all over the map, but if you want to see and hear Mike go on heated, occasionally incoherent, rants about severe weather, talk trash on Gary England and David Payne, imply that he knows know about weather than the national weather service, and many other fun things, check it out:
It’s been about four months since Montana pantie raider and former Oklahoman reporter Zeke Campfield was accused of both snapping pictures up girls’ dresses at the Moore high school graduation and having a teenage prostitute over to his house for sex.
Finally, charges have been filed against the creeper from the Moore event. What was he charged with and how many years in prison is he facing? The Oklahoman’s Nolan Clay has all the details:
A former reporter for The Oklahoman has been charged with disorderly conduct.
Nathaniel Zeke Campfield, 32, was charged Oct. 7 in Oklahoma City Municipal Court. He is accused of “disrupting the public order of the community by repeatedly bumping into multiple women on purpose.” The offense is punishable by a $167 fine.
That’s no joke. After paying what amounts to the approximate cost of a year-long digital subscription to The Oklahoman, Zeke Campfield is going to walk away from the Moore High School incident without facing any serious criminal charges.
Before you flip out and complain about our criminal justice system, remember that the memory card for Zeke’s camera had mysteriously disappeared by the time police intervened. With no physical evidence to support the accusations, it was simply Zeke’s word against the victims. That can easily hold up in the court of public opinion, but not the law. In fact, one Ogle Mole claims that Oklahoma County DA David Prater did not want to push for harsher charges because “it’s not a great case” and that disorderly conduct charges were filed only “because of pressure from Moore high school parents.”
With that out-of-the-way, let’s see how The Oklahoman tried to spin this thing:
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