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That sheriff is too "big time" to sell out for just 1K!







Of course he wouldn't sell out for 1K. Who said he did? This is just circumstantial stuff. You know a "fix" when you see one... nobody is going to post "evidence" for you to look at and say - aha! That's the nature of the beast. But, my rule of thumb is: If it looks like a duck and walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it probably is a duck.


I never thought I would have to quote this horrible paper: New York Post

June 8, 2007 -- PERHAPS it was her dedication to positive thinking. Or maybe it was her prayers at the Good Shepherd Catholic Church in Beverly Hills.

But if you believe that, then the wheels have fallen off your trolley.

The fix was in!

And it was all the work of Paris Hilton's scheming lawyer, Richard Hutton, and her superbly ruthless spinmeister, p.r. agent Elliot Mintz.

Now let's get the facts, Jack. If mood and body language are any guide, Paris was burning last week on Thursday when I talked to her as she worked out at the gym. She was so deflated, she acted like she was facing 25 years to life of hard time.

But on Friday night, when she was spied at Area nightclub, she breathed enough air kisses to blow up a balloon.

Self-absorbed? Absolutely. But more importantly, happy!

That's because she knew then that "the fix" was in.

No bribery occurred, of course. But attorney Hutton knew there was wiggle room in L.A. County jail procedure. He worked on securing a sweet deal with the sheriff, as Mintz choreographed her surrender.

Think about this: Paris turned herself in the last hours of Sunday, L.A. time - too late for nearly all the East Coast newspapers, which are more interested in this story than the L.A. Times.

Getting out of jail early yesterday morning was another masterpiece. Reporters left the scene about 2 a.m.

Shortly afterward, Paris splits the slammer. No pictures of her with straggly hair or no makeup.

But honestly, what can we expect from a company town?

How come O.J. Simpson and Robert Blake skated on legal thin ice and breathe fresh air today?

Would Detroit, a company town, hang a Ford executive in effigy if he committed the same offense as Paris Hilton? Of course not.

Do we throw eggs at Dick Grasso, formerly of the New York Stock Exchange, for his grotesque remuneration? Of course not.

So why would we expect anything from La La Land, which long ago replaced God with craven images - celebrities like Paris Hilton.