Minnesota is having a hard time grappling with the frustrations regarding its senior senator, Amy Klobuchar, as she presses on toward Nevada and South Carolina while launching a new Super Tuesday ad buy with recently raised funds after her penultimate debate preformance thus far. Deemed a “loser” among most media outlets with respect to her most recent debate performance last night, Klobuchar and her handling of her campaign profile haven’t been helped by the fact that she (or her handlers) couldn’t deflect open pockets of scrutiny ripe for the picking or that her campaign couldn’t foresee increasing spats with the Buttigieg campaign, which also came to a head last night.

I’m from MN, and though I’m quite pleased with her centrism and the style of bipartisanship it has fostered throughout her terms as a U.S. senator, I just can’t see a viable path for her to the nomination, even in a brokered convention.

The pop-rap wunderkind opens up to Billboard about life post “OTR”, and being ready to move on without regrets.

Ask Lil Nas X if he feels any pressure following up the record-­breaking “Old Town Road,” and you’ll get a simple answer: No. “I’m not worried about anything,” he says over lunch a few days after the VMAs. Sure, “Old Town Road” has created an identity for him, but he’ll create others. “As an artist building myself up, I’m going to have to continue to make other moments,” he says. “But it’s not something that I’m upset about or anything. I mean, maybe when I’m out in public and someone asks for a picture and they’re like, ‘Where is your hat?’ ”

Fascinating? Or, sickening?

Jeffrey Epstein, inmate 76318-054, hated his cell at the Metropolitan Correctional Center. It was cramped, dank and infested with vermin, so Mr. Epstein, long accustomed to using his wealth to play by his own rules, devised a way out. He paid numerous lawyers to visit the jail for as many as 12 hours a day, giving him the right to see them in a private meeting room.

Mr. Epstein was there for so long that he often appeared bored, sitting in silence with his lawyers, according to people who saw the meetings. While they were there, he and his entourage regularly emptied the two vending machines of drinks and snacks.”

Outside the meeting room, Mr. Epstein mounted a strategy to avoid being preyed upon by other inmates: He deposited money in their commissary accounts.

But in his final days, Mr. Epstein’s efforts to lessen the misery of incarceration seemed to be faltering. He was seldom bathing, his hair and beard were unkempt and he was sleeping on the floor of his cell instead of on his bunk bed, according to people at the jail.