Denver police are investigating an incident involving cheerleaders at East High School being forced to participate in painful and possibly abusive practice routines.

La. Var Ball Throws Hissy Fit, Gets Female Referee Replaced Mid- Game. The La. Var Ball circus continued yesterday, this time with some not- so- thinly- veiled misogyny taking a spot in the center ring. Ball received a technical foul from a female referee for arguing with her over a call, and then immediately began to pull his team off the floor, threatening to forfeit unless the referee was replaced. Spongebob Squarepants Season 6 Episode 27 more. The game was stopped for several minutes while Ball threw his fit, and eventually the referee who gave him the technical was removed from the game by Adidas, which was sponsoring the event. Ball spoke about the incident after the game, telling reporters that the referee needed to “stay in her lane” while insulting both her basketball knowledge and physical fitness: La. Var Ball is an asshole, and the Adidas rep who decided to remove the ref from the game is a coward.

Subway's High- Tech Redesign Is Bad and Wrong. I’m not scared to say it: I love a good Subway sandwich. My dad used to take me to the only Subway in town after we went grocery shopping, and I remember tracking my growth based on how much of the toppings I could see over the tall counter. Now, it seems, Subway wants to ruin that experience for future generations. The global chain of faux- bodega sandwiches announced a flashy restaurant overhaul on Monday morning.

At a press conference on Sunday, angry citizens ran off Jason Kessler, the organizer of a disastrous rally for white supremacists, neo-Nazis and other members of the. The LaVar Ball circus continued yesterday, this time with some not-so-thinly-veiled misogyny taking a spot in the center ring. I’m not scared to say it: I love a good Subway sandwich. My dad used to take me to the only Subway in town after we went grocery shopping, and I remember tracking.

It’s called the “Fresh Forward” design, and currently, it’s being tested in 1. United States, Canada, and the United Kingdom.

Also, the redesign is bad and wrong. Subway’s plan to introduce touchscreen ordering kiosks is especially bad and wrong. Among other reasons, Subway is fun because you get to work with a Sandwich Artist to construct a floppy log of meat and veggies before your very eyes. You can see the meat—of dubious origin, I’d add—conveniently laid out on sheets of wax paper. You can inspect the veggies—of dubious age, I’m sure—just chilling and waiting to be installed on your footlong. Not all Sandwich Artists are cheerful, but hey, at least you two are coming together to create a quick and affordable lunchtime experience. But now, Subway wants to put stupid touchscreen kiosks in its restaurants.

They look like the ones you use to get tickets at the movie theater, except sandwich- related. Listen to this. You build your order on a smartphone app or kiosk, send it to a work station (which, according to Subway, may be in the backroom) and then a faceless human slaps together the ingredients without you, leaving you to pick it up at the counter. Like a zombie! The new ordering process reminds me of that Starbucks app that lets you order and pay for your coffee from your phone. Watch The Shadow People Online Mic. Even then, you usually have to speak to a barista to make sure you’re picking up the right cup of bean water. This new Subway situation sounds unusually anonymous and, frankly, anti- American.

The restaurant redesign also includes the addition free wi- fi, USB charging ports, whole tomatoes on display, and a huge new logo glowing on the wall, lording over you. Subway calls it a “Choice Mark.” So presumably, you sit down with your laptop or phone, drink in the free internet all day long, while ordering sandwich after sandwich from an app and picking up your food by a damn kiosk where you can order more food. All the while, the Choice Mark looms over your choice- filled experience, celebrating a future free of face- to- face interactions. I don’t feel entirely hopeless.

After all, the Subway redesign is still being tested and tweaked. And—as the Choice Mark logo suggests—you’ll also be able to choose how you experience Subway. The traditional Sandwich Artist experience with the counter and the meats and the veggies isn’t going entirely (for now), and you don’t have to use the smartphone app if you don’t want to. It’s the principle of the thing that gets me, though. Here goes another vestige of my ‘9. Maybe I’m being conservative, clinging to the past like this. Maybe, in the future, we’ll get all of our meals from apps and kiosks.

Maybe we won’t even eat food any more, instead drawing our sustenance from daily transfusions of youthful blood. Maybe Richard Nixon’s head will be president. Anything is possible, I suppose, even bad things.

I want to give the new Subway design a chance and plan to do so next time I visit my hometown, Knoxville, where one of the demo restaurants is already up and running. In the meantime, I’m following that signature stink down to my local New York City Subway for one last Spicy Italian, a delicious sandwich that I will watch a human being construct with a limited but distinct sense of artistry. Better do it now, while I still can.