Sender Snubbed

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I hadn't been keeping up with this Anthony Pellicano case at all but decided to educated myself after being shamed into it by one of my (many) private investigator friends who called me ignorant for not knowing the facts. So I spent the morning catching up and while I can't say the story of Tony "P.I. to the stars" Pellicano's possible use of illegal wiretaps struck me as all that interesting or something to work up a rage about, buried at the very end of one otherwise nothing to write home about article was something so contumelious that rage doesn't come close to capturing the response it elicited (it's times like these I really wish we had a two-way web cam situation going on; you could've just seen my reaction instead of hearing about it second-hand). It's a wonder I was even able to pull it together to write this post now, but it's something so offensive and just downright wrong that you needed to hear about it stat, no matter my mental state: Adam Sender, 5'4 hath been snubbed.
In what can only be described as a smear campaign against the Exis Capital Management founder, some hack at Fox News wrote up an article about the 244 witnesses named for the February 27th racketeering/w'tapping trial and not only took pains to list Tom Cruise's lawyer, Bette Midler's former manager, Sylvester Stallone, Kevin Nealon, Garry Shandling, and "Survivor" creator Mark Burnett before Sender, 5'4, who was placed second-to-dead-last and described as being "unknown to the public," but equated Sender, 5'4, with a secretary ("More Pellicano names on Wednesday, most unknown to the public, such as hedge fund manager Adam Sender and Lilly LeMasters, a former Pellicano secretary"). Outrageous. And, really, just wrong. And something that Sender, 5'4, shouldn't have to stand for. Since the Lil' Guy, 5'4, is, we're told, locked in his Kia sobbing inconsolably (his head just barely clearly the dashboard), we'll have to take care of this for him. So listen up.
Adam Sender, 5'4, is somebody, and he deserves better billing than this. Here's our reasoning: forget about the "53 percent return for clients after fees this year." Forget about the hideous taste in art (a clear indicator of somebodydom, just ask you-know-who). Forget about the Hamptons church he went to battle with Goldman Sach's Dennis Suskind over to get the place converted into a gallery to house said hideous taste in art. And just remember this:


Adam Sender, 5'4, IS 108-SCREENS IMPORTANT.

And for that, he should at least get mentioned before the creator of "Survivor," if not Garry Shandling (who, must I remind you, was a key writer on "Sanford and Son"), as well. That's all I have to say, and that's all that's needed to be said.
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Tom Cruise's Lawyers Among 244 Names on Pellicano List [Fox]

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