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Quickhits for Nov. 6, 2014

Colonel K

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Duke coach Mike Wakowski, a West Point graduate and suspected Animagus, engaged in some interdisciplinary metaphor-making this week by comparing Obama’s military policy toward ISIS to poorly coached basketball. Good point, Mike! Has anyone told either side they can only play five soldiers at once? 

Air Fore!-ce One

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A video surfaced on Oct. 30 of Michael Jordan talking crap about the President’s golfing abilities. Jordan clarified that his comments weren’t mean as a personal attack or a dig at Obama’s politics, but that didn’t stop Obama from bringing the heat Monday and telling MJ to mind his own mediocre NBA team. 

I, uh, have work

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This thumb isn’t for Dance Marathon — it’s for the guilt we collectively experience every time we walk through the Pit and try to think of vaguely sympathetic reasons we can’t dance For The Kids this year. It would help if the sign-holders weren’t so happy looking and energetic. Give us something to hate on, y’all! 

A fortunate event 

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Attention, everyone: Fourth grade story time is coming to a laptop near you. Netflix announced Wednesday an original series based on “A Series of Unfortunate Events.” We’re looking forward to trying to figure out how our parents ever thought the Lachrymose Leeches were age appropriate. Yikes. 

Come on, guise

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Despite our stern admonitions, it seems many Franklin Street revelers had spare sombreros and ponchos lying around and decided “Mexican” would make a nice Halloween costume. A special shoutout to the white dude dressed as the Washington NFL team’s mascot who literally painted his face red. 

Step it up, y'all

Yesterday was Guy Fawkes’ Day — remember, remember, the fifth of November. You know the one. As usual, Americans looked on in bemused embarrassment, wondering how a place as buttoned-up as Great Britain could totally kick our asses at fireworks and burning effigies of terrorists. That’s OUR wheelhouse.