September 1958 cover
Artist: Kelly Freas Writer: Steve Tuttle Mad Logo Art: Harvey Kurtzman

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September 1958 cover
Artist: Kelly Freas Writer: Steve Tuttle Mad Logo Art: Harvey Kurtzman
Stealth Mode? Built-in Monitor? Not All Body Cameras Are Created Equal
Stealth Mode? Built-in Monitor? Not All Body Cameras Are Created Equal
Authorities body cameras are noticed on the model at an exhibit unit by maker Wolfcom in the International Organization of Chiefs of Authorities convention in Detroit, on Oct. 26.
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On March 22, 1989 one, of the most gruesome looking sports injuries ever to happen occured in an NHL game between the St. Louis Blues and Buffalo Sabres, two players collided at the front of the net, and one player's skate catches Sabres goalie, Clint Malarchuk on the neck, slicing open his jugular vein.
Blood started pouring from his neck onto the ice--yet amazingly, Malarchuk left the ice under his own power with the assistance of the team's trainer. Seven people in the stands fainted, two had heart attacks, and some of his own teammates threw up on the ice.
"All I wanted to do was get off the ice. My mother was watching the game on TV, and I didn't want her to see me die." - Clint Malarchuk
In April, I took a buyout from Newsweek so I could write a book and sleep a lot. Plus, the magazine was circling the drain, at least in part because we decided to try to be more like The Economist. Surprisingly to no one, that failed miserably. That's because there's only room for one weekly news magazine that people claim to read but don't. We should have kept doing what we had been for nearly 80 years: being the magazine people read but didn't go around bragging about. Since I left, I haven't seen a single minute of the 258 Republican debates. I didn't even know the New Hampshire primary had happened until I saw the results the next day on a ticker crawling across CNN at a bar. In fact, I'm not even sure which candidates are still alive on the Republican side. Ron Paul! I don't know the positions of any candidates beyond the surface, and I don't care. I really don't. It's so liberating.
My friend and former colleague Steve Tuttle just landed a new gig at The Atlantic, and his first column, which is about learning to actually have a life, is awesome. He even floats Liam Neeson for president! Read it!
The most haunting thing I have ever seen happen in hockey, I think I'm going to be sick.