Just launched a Kickstarter for my new book Talking Hoods. Please take a look.
A Radical Satirical Vegas Memoir… about the Sinatra Clause, which is the best Clause since Santa. Because to be a “Casino” Exec, you can’t be seen with “the boys”. Unless you’re an entertainer. Like Sinatra. See? So, it was possibly not a great idea to have alleged perps and gangsters star in a talk show just to become “entertainers”. Some of this is the God’s Honest Truth ™ and The Rest, Isn’t.
Writing the Gangster Talk Show – A Radical Vegas Memoir
Or possibly a deposition, I forget which. About the Sinatra Clause, which is the best Clause since Santa. Because you can’t be a licensed casino executive if you didn’t first see Sonny and Clemenza in that movie, and not like sometimes in that place you go to, but definitely weren’t there on the night in question. No, you were in Queens, re-aluminizing your house.
Anyway you can’t have been seen in the company of any alleged miscreants who might be associated with, say, something untoward, like gambling instead of something upstanding like gaming. If you did that you go in the Black Book and not in the halls of wonder that are the lifestyles and habitation of the Casino Boss. No, you can’t be seen with the boys. Unless you’re an entertainer; a famous celebrity who brings in the high-rollers and, so, deserves a few points in the joint. Like Sinatra. See? No?
It was possibly, in retrospect, not the greatest idea to have a bunch of alleged perps and un-indicted co-conspirators produce and star in a talk show just to become “entertainers”. It was a lot worse to actually put it on the air in the nuclear wasteland, full of marks, chip hustlers, card-counters, Feds, hookers and radiated sand lizards known as Vegas.
Emanating from the Sports Book at the world-infamous Starburst Casino, it may have just been the worst show ever in the history of the planet, earth.
Possibly television itself was not such a great idea. You be the judge. Because… Some of this is the God’s Honest Truth ™ and the rest, isn’t.
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