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Sunday Sundown Rundown - 4/17/16

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1. Georgetown 272 - Many do not hold some of our "esteemed" Universities around the country accountable for it, but this New York Times piece on Georgetown University, and it's history of selling 272 slaves to keep the institution afloat is VERY thought-provoking. A very interesting question also is evoked - what do these institutions owe descendants? 

2. NBA Week - Could the NBA ask for a better week than this last one? First, there was the unbelievable story of the Golden State Warriors breaking the vaunted 95-96 Bulls' single-game season wins record with a 73rd win (still unfathomable). And then there was the absolutely fun game that was watching Kobe Bryant go for 60 points on his final game. Oh yeah, playoffs began this weekend as well. Great stuff for the league all around. 

3. Removing Andrew Jackson - There are sooooo many aspects that still evoke reminders of slavery and the dark parts of our nation's history in this country. Honoring Andrew Jackson on the $20 bill has been one of them, and now, it seems that will be no more. 

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1. Ecuador Earthquake - A devastating earthquake occurred in the country killing almost 300 civilians and causing mass damage, including many collapsed buildings. Such an unfortunate situation. 

2. Saudi Arabia Threat - Having the Saudi Arabian government threaten to pull $750B in U.S. investments if they are brought up on investigation for their role in 9/11 just reeks of guilt. Here is to hoping our government does the right thing in not letting threats dictate what is right for the 3000 families who lost loved ones on that day. 

3. Johnny Manziel Support - A second time this makes the "down" list just this year. Where are the same people that rode this poor kid's tails to the NFL and his national success? Now when he needs it the most, Manziel is on his way to not only permanently killing his football career, but much worse. Again, where the heck is this guy's support system and loved ones? 

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