I'd like to apologize for taking a sick day yesterday. I know you appreciate the newsletter, so I don't like taking off. But every once and again, you get hit with something and you just can't go. So, thanks everyone for the kind letters. They did make me feel better!
Newsflash: Your cellphone is not going to kill you. Even though scientists all over the world have been warning people about the risks of radiation for nearly a decade, the threat is not really that bad if you read the fine print. Earlier this week, the International Agency for Research on Cancer listed cellphones as being "possibly carcinogenic," sending the alarmists of the world into a frenzy. But Slate's Farhad Manjoo explains why the hysteria surrounding cellphones and cancer is unnecessary, and takes the time to point out all the other things that could kill you, if you really want to be a worrier.
So, John Edwards is more than your garden-variety ethically-challenged politician. Not only did the guy have an affair while his wife was undergoing cancer treatment, he then lied about it, and when it was uncovered, he lied about fathering a child, too. To top it all off, he allegedly used presidential campaign funds to keep the whole thing under wraps. Let's review: A former U.S. senator runs for president, sleeps with his "campaign videographer," lies about a love child and now is being indicted for possibly blowing donor cash on the whole sordid mess. Goodness.
The case of the beating death outside DC9 is now closed. Last October, five people were initially charged with second-degree murder when a man who was thrown out of the nightclub on Ninth Street NW threw bricks through the establishment's window and wound up dead. Details are sketchy on what happened, but some witnesses say that Ali Ahmed Mohammed was beaten to death by club employees. At the time, even D.C. Police Chief Cathy Lanier called it "savage vigilante justice." Now, federal prosecutors have announced that they will not press charges in the case due to a lack of evidence, The Post's Clarence Williams reports.
I've never understood what possesses people to buy exotic animals. Whenever I hear a story about people who quickly happen upon a lot of money, many of them seem to have weird pets on their books. It was no different for Linda Tribby, a Wachovia bank manager who bilked her customers out of more than $14 million while working in Purcellville, Va. The State of NoVa's Tom Jackman reports on the bizarre details of how the woman dubbed the "Bernie Madoff of Loudoun County" apologized for her thievery. This is a seriously wacky story.
If you didn't watch Game 2 of the NBA Finals last night, you missed out. Dirk Nowitzki and the Dallas Mavericks caught the Miami Heat sleeping in the fourth quarter and reeled off a 22-5 run to win on the road. The look on the crowd's faces were priceless as the 7-foot German hit a bucket with his left hand (torn tendon included) in the closing seconds to seal the win. The Post's Michael Lee was courtside for the stunner, and Mike Wise is apparently trying to coin the phrase "Dirknificent."
• If you see a bunch of people around town Sunday looking like a mini version of "The Amazing Race," don't be alarmed. They're just taking part in the fourth annual Post Hunt. If you don't know, that's this paper's puzzle adventure that tests your knowledge of the city. You should join!
• Quick entertainment update: Pink had a baby girl, and Rihanna's new video for "Man Down" is what plenty of people will be talking about this weekend.
• Another day, another super facepalm moment for Sarah Palin. I like this woman, but I can't defend her.