The Imperial Paslace’s new designation is evilly lame.
See also: The Q in Linq.
PEOPLE WHO TALK DURING PERFORMANCES, CONCERTS, PLAYS AND MOVIES
And stop blocking the view of the art at gallery openings, too!
His mild quotient of evil is probably offset by his irrelevance, but still.
SWEDISH HOUSE MAFIA
Imagine a megaclub letting one of its bachelor parties take command the DJ booth, and you’ve got the trance brofest known as Swedish House Mafia. The misnomered trio — less house, more Europop — has given the latest electronic dance music insurgency a bad name. And here in Vegas, the three men individually taint the headliner slots at the Wynn/Encore nightclubs nearly every week. As the outfit “breaks up” next year, expect them to divide, conquer and further reduce the EDM movement to a disco-sized embarrassment.
Because sometimes we just have to shoot the fish in the barrel.
“THE MIDDLE CLASS”
Not the actual middle class, but the phrase “the middle class,” as used panderingly by politicians whose understanding of the middle class comes primarily from a consultant’s summary.
See also: “The American people.”
LOG CABIN REPUBLICANS
Endorsing Romney? Really?
THE NATION’S MEDIA LIST-MAKERS
For rarely failing to find a reason to put Las Vegas on your lists of worst-dressed, most-stressful, least livable cities.
THE CITY’S CLUELESSNESS ABOUT ALL-AGES LICENSING
The kids aren’t gonna be all right if you keep bogarting the all-ages music venues with your stringent and near impossible-to-satisfy teen dance hall licenses. When the teens of Las Vegas turn to exotic animal cage fights because there’s nowhere to watch their friends become the Marvin Gayes of tomorrow, that’s on you.
FRESH-FACED HOMELESS PEOPLE
C’mon, dude. We see your chinos. We see that J.Crew poplin. If we roll our windows down and can smell your aftershave, you need to get off our damn corner. Or give us a dollar.
THE LOGIC OF TURNAROUND SCHOOLS
It goes like this: A school is struggling. Badly. So you bump the principal and some of the staff, bring in new people, and give them expanded powers and support denied to the folks you’ve just kicked out, and which might’ve helped them turn the school around without such radical intervention. Of course, that softer approach wouldn’t make education officials look decisive.*
See also: Idea-strangling education bureaucracy.
Former R-J publisher Rev. Sherman Frederick miraculously enjoys a cushy sinecure in the form of a blog and Sunday column. From these dual pulpits he spews sexist, patriarchal and anti-intellectual excrescences — a withered, ancient white man of privilege who wants veto power over women’s reproductive rights. This sac of slime is an ongoing disgrace to journalism.**
THE WATER GRAB
When we finally carve a Mount Rushmore of Nevada Evil, this project will occupy the Thomas Jefferson spot. (Sheldon Adelson will be the hunk of stone we carve it on.)
One hopes there’s 50 magatons of karmic payback coming to the industry that dicked the economy, drained an estimated $20 billion in equity from this state and left Las Vegas a perennial contender for the title of foreclosure capital of the nation. And karmic payback may be all we get, since the government doesn’t seem to want to prosecute anyone for creating the mess.
See also: Spineless government regulators
REID GARDNER POWER PLANT
It’s old, out of step with the times and possibly harmfully polluting. (See our Sept. 20 cover story.) Time to pull the plug.
BLM WILD HORSE OVERSEERS
As our own George Knapp has frequently noted, this federal agency rarely does right by the wild horses in their charge — from brutal roundups to stonewalling legitimate horse-refuge projects, the BLM’s behavior toward these magnificent animals is appalling.
GARY LEE HOSEY JR.
Allegedly the driver of the speeding car that killed four people at a bus stop on Spring Mountain Road last month. From a Sun account at the time, paraphrasing a witness: “He saw four bodies on the sidewalk by the Carl’s Jr. restaurant with blood all along the street, sidewalk and a light pole.”
After huffily blasting his resignation via e-mail to half the cosmos, outgoing Las Vegas Philharmonic maestro David Itkin stonewalled the media. Then, on the eve of the Phil’s 2012-13 season, Itkin had the gall to unleash a tantrum in the Las Vegas Sun. Despite having enjoyed a contract buyout, he still wants to hog the LVP podium all season, thereby preventing the orchestra from auditioning replacements. The passive-aggressive pedant puts the “good” in good riddance.
HOLD-YOUR-NOSE DEMOCRATIC CANDIDATES
Two words: John Oceguera.
PRETTY DAMN EVIL, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER
On April 15, Bryan Clay allegedly popped Ecstasy, smoked PCP and set out to rape. When his first attempt failed (he allegedly pushed his victim onto a grassy lawn, but she fought him off with a rock), police say he invaded a family home, raped and murdered Ignacia “Yadira” Martinez and her 10-year-old daughter, Karla, and bludgeoned husband and father Arturo Martinez with a claw hammer. Arturo survived, but suffered brain damage from his injuries, and his young sons were spared. Clay was arrested two weeks later on an unrelated warrant for beating his pregnant, 16-year-old girlfriend.
The crime rocked the community and is remembered as one of the most gruesome tragedies in recent memory.
“I’ve been doing this 24 years, and this is the case you hope you never see,” Metro Lt. Ray Steiber told the Review-Journal. “This is the kind of case that goes on that they write movies about. And I don’t say that as to be an entertainment factor. I’m saying this was a savage, heinous crime.”
Clay faces 10 felony charges and prosecutors will seek the death penalty.
A boon to no one but TV station owners, the flood of corporate election-buying unleashed by the Supreme Court’s malignant Citizens United decision is an unqualified evil. Can’t you just sense the beams and girders of the electoral process buckling from the stress of all those fact-warping ads? Can’t you hear the thin screech of your brain cells dying at the hundredth-time-that-hour appearance of a Rove-funded pack of distortions? You might think America is divided enough already, but the billionaire patrons of these super-PACs clearly think we ought to be driven apart just a little more.
See also: Court, Supreme
Under federal investigation for possible jiggery-pokery in the legally and ethically hazardous casino demimonde of Macao? What’s a mogul to do? For Sheldon Adelson, a one-man Web of Evil, it’s a no-brainer: Spend $70 million to buy the White House (and possible executive clemency, too). All the while claiming one man shouldn’t wield such influence over the political process. Best [sic] of all, Shel’s investment could bring him $2 billion in tax cuts. For Adelson, it’s not just about Benjamin Netanayahu, but also the benjamins.
See also: Crybaby billionaires; Wynn, Steve; Trump, Donald
*Disclosure: The editor’s wife is a principal in the Clark County School District.
**The original version of this story referred to Frederick as “demoted”; we’re told by, ahem, reliable sources that he stepped down to take on a new role as columnist. Related disclosure: CityLife is owned by Stephens Media, owner of the Review-Journal.