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New Mike Tyson book goes inside cartoonish early attempts to market Iron Mike
Edited and adapted from the book 'Baddest Man: The Making of Mike Tyson' by Mark Kriegel. Copyright © 2025 by Mark Kriegel. From Penguin Press, an imprint of Penguin Random House LLC. Reprinted by permission. Going back several fights, Mike Tyson had developed alopecia, a condition that manifested itself with a bald spot on the right side of his scalp about an inch above the hairline. He attributed it to stress — not just the pressure of being heavyweight champion but also the unforgiving pace of his training schedule and the gladiator-like sparring. What's more, Tyson's courtship with Robin Givens was a turbulent one: passionate, tempestuous, full of fits and starts. He'd push; she'd pull. There was also an incident that summer at the Greek Theatre in Los Angeles: Tyson tried to kiss a parking lot attendant, then smacked around the guy who came to her defense. Jimmy Jacobs and Bill Cayton took care of it, of course — for a total of $105,000 and an admonition, for anyone who cared to listen, that 'the little guy' was now a target for gold-digging litigants everywhere. What followed was a difficult camp, training for his final unification bout with IBF champ Tony Tucker. Robin showed up. They fought. Tyson informed Steve Lott he was retiring, then flew to Albany to hang out with Rory Holloway. That he was AWOL for the better part of a week led to a spate of columns by Don King's go-to reporter (and eventual publicist), Mike Marley of the New York Post. 8 Mike Tyson (right) punches Tony Tucker during their Heavyweight title bout at the Las Vegas Hilton in Paradise, Nevada on Aug. 1, 1987. AP There were questions as to whether trainer Kevin Rooney could handle the now-twenty-one-year-old champ. Jacobs and Cayton even had a sit-down with the venerable trainer Eddie Futch in Las Vegas. They denied it, of course. But Marley only came back harder, writing on 'the summer of Tyson's discontent' and opining that Rooney and Lott had him under a kind of house arrest in Vegas. 'They even grab his mail,' said Marley's source, whom I'd bet was King. It was a grievance that Robin had already seized on. 'These people' — Jacobs, Cayton, and their underlings — 'don't understand Mike,' she told biographer Jose Torres. 'They will never know how to deal with him.' By August 1, 1987, as Tyson entered the ring for the Tucker fight, the once-nickel-sized bald spot was more like a silver dollar. Not that anyone mentioned it. HBO was determined to present the Tyson camp only in the most flattering light. First came a prefight feature on the now-embattled Rooney, or as HBO's Larry Merchant called him, '[legendary trainer Cus] D'Amato's keenest disciple.' Rooney was shown at home with his two small children, working with inmates at the Greene Correctional Facility in Coxsackie, N.Y., and, of course, ever ready with a 'dese, dem, and dose' tribute to D'Amato. His gambling and drinking weren't part of the script, and neither was his former friend Teddy Atlas. Then, quite abruptly — like hearing ad copy before you know what's being sold — a Father George Clements came on camera attesting to Tyson's good works. Clements, a friend of Jacobs going back to his days in Chicago, was a Catholic priest whose South Side parish church had burned down the year before. But just two weeks before the Tucker fight, Tyson and King miraculously appeared at a ground-breaking ceremony for his new house of worship and presented him with a $20,000 check. 'I have no doubt in my mind,' Clements told HBO viewers, 'that with the help of the heavyweight champion of this planet, that church will go up.' *** Fourteen minutes later, after the baroque trumpets (thank you, Don) heralding Tyson's arrival but still just seconds into the opening round, the young champ took a left uppercut that lifted him clean off his feet. Tucker was a 10–1 underdog, an ancillary presence going into the fight. If he seemed nondescript, then it was a judgment rendered largely by the same people (not merely fans, those in the press box as well) who failed to individuate just about every Black champion and challenger going back to Larry Holmes, as if they were all versions of the same bum. In fact, what was most typical about Tucker was the way in which he'd been divvied up, with chunks of his purse going to promoters Cedric Kushner, Jeff Levine, and Josephine Abercrombie and managers Dennis Rappaport, Alan Kornberg, and Emanuel Steward, not to mention his own father, who had auctioned off these aforementioned shares of his progeny. 8 The cover of Mark Kriegel's book, 'Baddest Man: The Making of Mike Tyson.' Penguin Press Percentages aside, though, Tucker was a real talent, well schooled, with a fine pedigree. He'd won an assortment of national and international titles while Tyson was still at Spofford. Now, at twenty-nine, he was at his physical peak. Six five, 221 pounds, with a thirteen-inch reach advantage over Tyson, Tucker was the kind of athlete who in later years would have forsaken dim, fetid gyms for an athletic dorm in the SEC or the Big Ten. Undefeated in thirty-four fights, Tucker had never even been knocked down. So perhaps it shouldn't have been such a shocker that he lifted Tyson airborne. Still more shocking was the manner in which Tyson took it — without so much as flinching. The chin that absorbed the blow remains Tyson's most undermentioned virtue. The uppercut wasn't the last clean shot he took, either. It was easy to see why Michael Spinks — now sitting with Butch Lewis in the uppermost row, UU, of the Hilton Center, pretending to be inconspicuous — had avoided him for the easier money against Gerry Cooney. Tucker had an assured left hook he could throw moving backward and an excellent straight right hand whose proficiency waned through the bout, as he'd hurt it the week before in sparring. But Tucker knew how to tie up an opponent without looking like a cowardly lion. It was a good fight, belying the notion that Tyson's opponents were either heartless huggers or petrified victims. Eventually, though, Tyson's power, relentlessness, and dauntless chin proved too much for Tucker, who suffered his first loss by unanimous decision. *** Tyson now had all three belts, the undisputed heavyweight champion. Barely twenty-one, he was not merely king of the division but, as Cus and Jimmy had envisioned, king of all boxing. Such an occasion called for a coronation, or as King put it, 'a throneization.' Hence the baroque trumpets — a band of six, played by grown men in feathered caps, velvet pantaloons, and sequined tunics — now heard again to summon Tyson's subjects, loyal and otherwise. In addition to the trumpeters was a delegation of Beefeaters, one of whom was the otherwise no-shtick ring announcer Chuck Hull — an offense that, wrote the Daily News's Mike Katz, 'no amount of gin could blot.' Hull, a pit boss by day, had vowed never to 'prostitute his craft' like the new, attention-seeking generation of 'Let's get ready to rumble' announcers. Nevertheless, there he was reading from a script that began, 'Hear ye! Hear ye!' Tyson, to his obvious chagrin, was seated in a red velvet throne and presented with what King called an assortment of 'baubles, rubies, and fabulous doodads.' They included a chinchilla robe from Lenobel Furriers of Las Vegas and a studded necklace and scepter, courtesy of Felix the Jeweler. A crown from the same set was placed atop his head by Muhammad Ali. 8 Mike Tyson celebrates his victory over Tony Tucker at the coronation gala following his world boxing heavyweight championship fight in Las Vegas on Aug. 2, 1987. AP More astounding, and an even greater testament to King's powers of persuasion, were the 'knights' the new champion had vanquished, among them 'Sir Bonecrusher' and 'Sir Pinky,' otherwise known as Pinklon Thomas. The heads of the notoriously feudal, tribute-demanding sanctioning bodies were all there, as were a bevy of HBO executives who received statuettes, leading Eddie Murphy to wonder why in a room full of Black fighters, only the white guys got trophies. There was a children's choir from Chicago and a female gospel singer from Cleveland. The Reverend Al Green sang 'Our Precious Lord.' The Reverend Charles Williams, leader of the annual Indiana Black Expo, blessed the meal. Then the Reverend Al Sharpton — newly famous from his protest marches in Howard Beach — presented Tyson with his championship belts, while Givens, his ostensible queen, was seen beaming as the photographers snapped away. The single victory for modesty that night was notched by 'Sir Seth' Abraham of HBO, who declined the robe King had selected for him. 'Is it real sable?' he asked. 'Of course not,' said King. But consider the force of ego, the power required of King to create such an assemblage. What must it have taken to hold the assorted dignitaries hostage almost two hours after a title fight? Bad taste? Vegas was founded on bad taste. This wasn't about the entertainment or the blessings. It was about the real king. If Tyson were a Tudor and Seth Abraham the Bank of England, then Don King was a version of Cardinal Wolsey. He wasn't the jester; he was the power. And if this was Don King's tribute to Olde Las Vegas, it was also his message to her founding fathers, many of whom, just like Don, came by way of Cleveland, members of a Hebraic criminal aristocracy. 8 Mike Tyson (r.) and Robin Givens (l.) in January 1988. Getty Images It was now supposed, given the rapidity and relative ease with which Tyson seized custody of all three belts, that his reign would last beyond even the foreseeable future. His next opponent, Olympic gold medalist Tyrell Biggs, was already on the books for that fall. But while Biggs's mobility and jab were often cited as the tools necessary to beat Tyson, no one really expected that much of the erstwhile Olympian, who had already endured at least one cocaine rehab. Beyond that? George Foreman, retired for a decade, had just embarked on what seemed a circus-like comeback. Cruiserweight champion Evander Holyfield was talking about eventually moving up, though his chances as an undersized heavyweight seemed fanciful and owed mostly to the success of Michael Spinks. Spinks was seen as the only truly interesting fight for Tyson. The real question, then, was for Tyson himself. What would his long reign signify? How would he compare with his predecessors? The question had less to do with his actual self than with his persona. Jack Dempsey, who had ridden the rails as a boy, came to personify the Roaring Twenties. Joe Louis was pressed into service as a shining example of American democracy on the eve of World War II. Just the same, there was a reason that the photograph of Rocky Marciano ruining Joe Walcott's jaw had assumed a place of such reverence, along with the Christ heads and centerfolds, in Italian social clubs and barbershops across America. Finally, there was Ali, whose mythic self had evolved into several incarnations, each one bigger than the last. Garry Wills once called Ali 'catnip to the intellectuals.' And it felt like Joyce Carol Oates began in a similar vein with Tyson in Life. Her note on Tyson as 'a psychic outlaw' feels like warmed-over Mailer, while her notion of Tyson as perhaps 'the first heavyweight boxer in America to transcend issues of race' seems hopeful but naive. Still, she made explicit what had been hiding in plain sight: 'He is trained, managed and surrounded, to an unusual degree, by white men.' That these white men had given Tyson, quite intentionally, a kind of Good Housekeeping seal of approval led to another of Oates's keener observations, in a subsequent piece that year for the Village Voice: 'For all his reserve, his odd, even eerie combination of shyness and aggression, his is a wonderfully marketable image.' Consider that Ali in 1979 — not yet retired but a beloved global icon, managed to get an endorsement for d-CON roach spray. But Tyson at a mere twenty-one — in addition to being HBO's 'walking billboard' — already had deals with Diet Pepsi, Eastman Kodak, and the Japanese brewer Suntory, as well a groundbreaking agreement (negotiated, like the others, by Cayton) with Nintendo for Mike Tyson's Punch Out!!, a video game that would sell more than two million copies in its first year. Cayton even thought to trademark Tyson's very Rocky-like nickname, Iron Mike. Perhaps, then, Tyson's true meaning had to do with his value as a commercial touchstone. But playing the pitchman — at least as his handlers had scripted the role for him — required some image scrubbing. 'To overcome the stigma attached to Mike's juvenile delinquent past,' recalled Cayton, 'we arranged for Mike to make a commercial on behalf of the New York City Police Department and an anti-drug commercial for the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Mike also did a commercial for the Internal Revenue Service and for United Cerebral Palsy. Each commercial was designed to foster the image of Mike as civic-minded and law-abiding.' 8 Mike Tyson on the cover of Ring Magazine in November 1987. The Ring Magazine via Getty Imag And, in a very particular way, whiter. 'In the way he's been handled,' noted The Ring's Jack Obermayer, 'it's almost like he's a 'white hope' in a Black man's skin.' Of course, the selling of Tyson began with the fairy tale of 'Cus and the Kid.' He had lived, essentially, in an all-Black world until D'Amato and his minions 'saved' him, in part by segregating him. He then attended mostly white schools and learned his craft in a mostly white gym above a small-town police station. His trainers were white, as were his patrons and even his cornermen, cut man Matt Baranski, and bucket man Lott, who'd now remind Tyson, per Jacobs's instructions, to remove his blingier pieces of jewelry before being interviewed on camera. Tyson, like Floyd Patterson before him, had been taught obedience in matters of commerce but had begun to bridle at the way he was being monetized. All those 'Just Say No'-style PSAs made him feel like 'a fake f–king Uncle Tom n—a' and 'a monkey,' Tyson writes in his biography Undisputed Truth. *** Nobody transcends race, not in America. But Tyson's racial predicament — or his cultural one, depending how you parse it — was distinct, and connected or perhaps conflated with his old neighborhood. 'Jimmy and Bill were intent on stripping away all the Brownsville from me,' he writes in that same passage. 'But Brownsville was who I was … Everyone knew I was a criminal. I had come from a detention home. Now all of sudden I was a good guy?' Something in Tyson would always romanticize the Street and judge himself more harshly than his contemporaries who hadn't had the benefit of an old man to save and rehabilitate them. Whatever Tyson had accomplished, he still wondered how it would play back home. That he no longer had a Brooklyn address didn't mean he'd ever left. Or ever would. 'To be honest,' says Lennie Daniels, one of his early sparring partners and among the very few Black men he met in Catskill, 'I don't know if he ever was happy being away from it.' That summer, Lori Grinker finally prevailed on him to do a shoot back in Brownsville. They left from Lott's apartment in Midtown. Tyson wore all white but for the geometric print on his T-shirt and his gold watches — a thin Cartier on his left wrist, a Rolex on his right. Grinker's photographs of that day seem straightforward enough: Tyson at the barbershop; Tyson signing autographs for the admiring children gathered around his blue Rolls-Royce; Tyson in sunglasses, resplendent in his white ensemble, sitting on the hood of the car, set against a pocked and weedy lot, greeting old friends like supplicants. 8 Mike Tyson, sitting on his new Rolls Royce, visits friends in Brownsville in 1987. Lori Grinker/Contact Press Images More remarkable, in Grinker's recollection, was an encounter on the drive out. Halfway across the bridge — either Williamsburg or Manhattan, she doesn't recall — a woman pulled up alongside the Rolls and handed Tyson a slip of paper. It was her daughter's phone number. Nothing unusual in that — except for the question it provoked. 'People who see me in this car, what do they think?' Tyson asked Grinker. 'That I'm a drug dealer?' The streets of Tyson's childhood had only become meaner and more deadly in his absence. The introduction of crack cocaine in the mid-eighties changed the culture of crime. Crackheads re-upped more frequently than heroin junkies. On the supply side, all those stickup kids from Spofford were bosses now. Or they were dead. Crack democratized the gangster life. You didn't need a French Connection or a made man willing to sell you kilos on consignment. You didn't need some weathered Sicilian to 'open the books' or get you a union card. There weren't many freer markets than the one for crack. All you needed was some cocaine, baking soda, a 9-millimeter automatic pistol or an Uzi, and enough balls to hold your corner. This was a new kind of Murder, Inc., and everyone seemed to be in the line of fire — not merely bystanders, innocent and otherwise, but also witnesses, potential witnesses, protected witnesses, even cops. I remember stories of teenage gangsters who had prepaid for their funerals, that they might go out with the proper pomp and respect, like something out of a vintage mob movie. Perhaps the stories were only apocryphal. But they had the ring of truth, or rather, in places like Brownsville and East New York, the ring of cinematic reality. By now, Al Pacino's Scarface had become a kind of documentary, a how-to primer on being a gangster. In the Seventy-Fifth Precinct, mothers put their children to bed in bathtubs, fearing stray shots that came through the windows after dark. *** On just such a night in the summer of '87, the blue Rolls made an encore appearance in the neighborhood, rolling up Sutter Avenue from Brownsville to East New York, past the beleaguered Seventy-Fifth Precinct toward the Cypress Hills projects. It had to be around 10:00 p.m. 8 Mike Tyson tries on a new outfit while shopping in Atlantic City in 1987. Getty Images Brian Gibbs, known as 'Glaze,' remembers standing outside his mother's apartment at 1266 Sutter and being dressed for work: jeans, a baseball jersey (likely the Cardinals) over his Kevlar vest, and a 9-millimeter Taurus in his waistband. He had recently been released after thirteen months in Rikers and the Brooklyn House of Detention, the case against him — the murder of a woman Gibbs suspected of robbing one of his drug spots — having fallen apart after he bribed a witness $25,000 not to testify. Now he was clearing $40,000 a day as the boss of his own crew, 'M and M,' short for 'money and murder.' Beyond that, though, what made Glaze Gibbs one of most feared men in New York was his position as 'security chief' for two guys he'd met in prison, Fat Cat Nichols and Pappy Mason. Glaze was just starting to make his rounds when he saw the blue Rolls coming slowly, deliberately, almost trolling its way up Sutter. The windows were down, Uzis dangling from the passenger side. It wasn't a prudent or professional move. Rather, it was someone who wanted to be seen. Just as Gibbs asked himself, Who the f–k is this?, a murmur swept through Cypress. Yo, that's Mike Tyson's car! That's Mike Tyson! 'Tyson wanted people to know he was around,' says Gibbs. 'He wanted to make a statement.' Tyson wasn't a gangster, but he loved hanging out with those who were, some of them old friends. What's more, he was conspicuously generous to them. They wanted me to be a hero, but I wanted to be a villain. Mike Tyson There were two ways, Gibbs was told, that Tyson would help out a Brooklyn guy with the proper rep. First, in jail, he'd break off some cash and have it put in your commissary account. Second, in death. Tyson paid for a lot of funerals in those years, many of them at the Lawrence H. Woodward Funeral Home, 1 Troy Avenue, Bedford-Stuyvesant, which turned out to be as frequently surveilled by cops as Midnight Rose's had been half a century earlier. Tyson even went so far as to bankroll one old friend's crack operation: 'Five thousand here, twenty thousand there, just so that he didn't have to work for someone else. I wasn't a partner and I never wanted any return from my investment.' 'He wanted to be like us,' Gibbs says of Tyson. 'Mike wanted to be down.' And he was. The era had its own signposts, its own distorted frame of reference: the glorification of gangster pictures, Mafia tropes, and automatic weapons. More important, though, was its soundtrack. Tyson was in Spofford when he first heard 'Rapper's Delight.' Hip-hop quickly evolved from mere braggadocio to a reflection of life on the streets. He was sequestered in Catskill when Grandmaster Flash released 'The Message,' a percussive allegory about a stickup kid turned jailhouse punk and found hanged to death in his cell. 'Those was our people — all the criminals and thieves,' Tyson would recall of the genre's early years. 'We all listened to hip-hop: the moneymakers … the killers the robbers. All the f–king street urchins. We all listened.' 8 Mike Tyson poses for a portrait in 1988. The Ring Magazine via Getty Imag By 1987, the vernacular and imagery had changed again. Boogie Down Productions released Criminal Minded, a seminal hip-hop album that featured KRS-One and Scott La Rock (who'd die by gunfire just weeks after the Tyson-Tucker fight) with an arsenal on the cover. References to Uzis and 9-millimeters became common, including the inaugural hit from Public Enemy, eponymously titled 'Public Enemy No. 1': 'I'll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton / Because I'm Public Enemy number one.' Gibbs remembers the cut fondly. It was a Friday on D block, eighth floor of the Brooklyn House. 'Yo, Glaze,' inmates started yelling, 'did you hear that?' Walter 'King Tut' Johnson — also from Cypress, famous for robbing at gunpoint three hundred members of his own mother's church — had called into WBLS during Mr. Magic's Rap Attack and dedicated the song to Gibbs. Coincidentally or not, the single also contained hip-hop's first lyrical reference — as best I can tell — to Tyson: 'I can go solo, like a Tyson bolo.' *** Never mind that neither Chuck D nor anyone else had ever seen Tyson throw a bolo punch. Tyson had now entered the zeitgeist in a way that hadn't been scripted by a white man. For a couple of years, Tyson had been promised as a successor to Dempsey, Louis, and Marciano. Surrounded by white ethnics in his camp, he was seen as safe. But Public Enemy — whose logo featured a man posing B-boy style in the crosshairs of a rifle scope — was not. 'Here's a rap group that doesn't aim to — or have a chance of — crossing over,' Daniel Brogan wrote in the Chicago Tribune. 'They're raw and confrontational, just the sort of thing that frightens programmers of every ilk.' Or would it? Hip-hop would change the market itself. Hip hop wanted a Sonny Liston. Whatever Tyson looked like to network executives or that guy with a VFW cap in the Latham Coliseum, he was something else entirely refracted through the prism of hip-hop. 'The moment was right for Tyson just like it was right for Dempsey,' says Merchant. 'Dempsey didn't become the Jack Dempsey of story and song until after World War I. Then a heavyweight champion suddenly materializes from our Wild West, with that rip-roaring style, fighting in places like Montana. There's a metaphor in there somewhere. But the same way all the dots connected for Dempsey, they connected for Tyson with Black inner-city culture. The street guys adopted him. They got Mike Tyson.' America was at the cusp of a bull market for bad guys. Merchant didn't comprehend this so fully at the time — nor did anyone at HBO. Ditto Jacobs and Cayton. 'They wanted me to be a hero,' recalls Tyson, 'but I wanted to be a villain.' There was only one man who had any real feel for what Tyson actually wanted, or how it would play. 'Don King,' says Merchant. 'King sensed Tyson could be bigger than big.' Mark Kriegel, a former sports columnist for the New York Post and the Daily News, is a boxing analyst and essayist for ESPN. He is the author of Namath: A Biography, Pistol: The Life of Pete Maravich and The Good Son: The Life of Ray 'Boom Boom' Mancini.
Yahoo
2 days ago
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Is Beef Labeled "Raised Without Antibiotics" Actually Antibiotic-Free? A Disturbing Report Reveals, Maybe Not
This article may contain affiliate links that Yahoo and/or the publisher may receive a commission from if you buy a product or service through those links. One of the best tips for grocery shopping is to always read labels. From checking the expiration date to knowing what's in your food, it's best to be fully informed before you add anything to your shopping cart. But what about when the packaging is misleading? That's exactly what's happening right now with beef from some of the world's biggest suppliers. According to a report by Sentient Media, last summer members of the U.S. Department of Agriculture's Food & Safety Inspection Service — a team within the USDA that makes sure food is safe and accurately labeled — discovered that antibiotics had been used by dozens of meat providers that sell meat labeled as 'antibiotic-free.' They found that 20 percent of the sample of meat labeled as antibiotic-free tested positive for antibiotics. The organization sent out letters to inform these companies, including Tyson, Cargill, and JBS, of their findings. The USDA recommended that these meat producers take steps to figure out how the antibiotics were administered to the animals, and do whatever is necessary to make sure that beef products are no longer mislabeled. But that doesn't mean the companies are doing it. In fact, the USDA keeps approving labels from these same brands without requiring them to show proof of this claim. Essentially there's a widespread mislabeling happening in grocery stores right now. When shoppers intend to purchase beef 'raised without antibiotics,' there's no guarantee that they're actually buying what they want. There's also a concern that overusing antibiotics causes bacteria to evolve more rapidly and become resistant to the drugs when they are actually medically necessary for humans and animals alike. The USDA has updated its guidelines, recommending that companies use a third-party certification to confirm any animal-raising claims, but it's still just a recommendation that has yet to actually be enforced. So, what's the average consumer to do? Right now it's hard to say exactly how to confirm that your meat is in fact free of antibiotics. The best you can do is stay aware of the ongoing mislabeled packaging, and try to shop locally and at farmers markets whenever possible. Sign up for The Kitchn's Daily newsletter to receive our best recipes, posts, and shopping tips in your inbox.
Scottish Sun
2 days ago
- Entertainment
- Scottish Sun
Inside Paris Fury's secret wealth that gives her £4K weekly paycheck… & it's nothing to do with Tyson's £110m fortune
Paris has been flooded with lucrative opportunities following the success of At Home With The Furys THAT'S RICH Inside Paris Fury's secret wealth that gives her £4K weekly paycheck… & it's nothing to do with Tyson's £110m fortune HER husband may be worth £110m, but Paris Fury isn't resting on her laurels when it comes to topping up her own bank account. Instead, the savvy mum-of-seven's secret private company, Paris Fury LTD, has recorded a yearly profit of almost £200,000, meaning Paris, 35, is raking in an incredible £3,800 every week. 14 Paris has been flooded with opportunities following the success of At Home With The Furys Credit: instagram/parisfury 14 Fans loved Paris' down to earth personality on the show about her family life Credit: Courtesy of Netflix 14 Paris seen splashing her newfound wealth on designer goods on a recent shopping trip Credit: instagram 14 Paris Fury spotted driving her brand new Mercedes G Class thought to be worth around £93,000 Credit: Splash Documents submitted to Companies House show that the business, which was set up in 2022 solely in Paris' name without her boxer hubby Tyson, is worth a whopping £233,670, with Paris holding £461,854 in assets before bills. These assets are likely to include her book How Does She Do It, big money clothing collaborations with the likes of New Look, magazine deals and social media adverts. Breakout Star Despite Tyson being named this year's third highest paid athlete in the world by Forbes, making an astonishing £104m through boxing and an extra £4.5m in endorsements, Paris has proven to be the breakout star of the family, with almost two million fans following her every move on social media. No doubt it's thanks to her star turn in Netflix show At Home With The Furys, which followed the family's day to day lives and has just been renewed for a second series. Fans adored Paris' down to earth personality and fierce loyalty, not to mention her hilarious banter with Tyson and their kids. So it's little wonder brands are falling over themselves to work with her. 14 The busy mum of seven still takes time to relax Credit: Instagram 14 Paris has been able to amass her own wealth away from her husband's £110 million fortune Credit: Getty 14 The mum-of-seven's private company is worth a whopping £233,670 Credit: instagram 14 Paris' book deal has reportedly earned her over £150,000 14 Paris out shopping in a glam mall in Dubai Credit: Instagram Lucrative Brand Deals Over the last year, Paris has partnered with several high-profile businesses, promoting them or offering her followers discounts on their products. In December, she worked with luxury spa resort Champneys, plugging gift cards for the brand. In March, she endorsed Mr Muscle, the cleaning titans, which is in keeping with her love of bargain household goods and in September, she lent her name to high street shop River Island, which is a huge favourite of her eldest daughter, Venezuela, 15. Other companies working with Paris include retailers Asda and Peacocks, holiday company Hoseasons and meal delivery service HelloFresh. Tyson Fury and Paris enjoy wild night in Monaco partying with 50 Cent, Derek Chisora and Michael Flatley on yacht She's also had a hugely successful clothing range with New Look. Add to that exclusive deals with celebrity magazines - she announced the birth of her seventh child, Rico, in OK!, and gave them the first interview after her devastating miscarriage last year - and the huge success of her second book has put her on the map as an author as well. The influx of work has meant Paris Fury LTD has seen a huge leap in profits, going from making £24,079 in August 2023 to £223,670 in August 2024. It's now clear why Paris was keen to step down as a director of Tyson's company, Tyson Fury LTD - which she did in August 2022 after two years in the role - given the amount of opportunities she's been getting by herself. Just the Start Celebrity PR and brand expert Denise Palmer-Davies, director of Borne Media, believes this is just the start for Paris - and she should expect to see even bigger returns next year. Inside Tyson and Paris Fury's love story WITH world champ titles, multiple kids and a beautiful wife by his side, Tyson is much-loved by the nation, but his romance with Paris dates back to their teenage years. Paris met Fury when she was just 15 at a mutual friend's wedding. However, it wasn't until a year later, when their paths crossed again on a night out in Doncaster for her 16th birthday, that they began dating. Paris explained: "He was my first boyfriend as I was not allowed a boyfriend until the age of 16. He is the only boyfriend I have had. 'Tyson would train in boxing during the week and then come and see me at the weekend. I would always be so excited at the thought of seeing him.' In 2008, they tied the knot in front of 400 guests and slept together for the first time on the night of their wedding. In 2016, Fury's mental health issues, cocaine and alcohol abuse, and intolerable mood swings threatened their seemingly unbreakable marriage. On occasion, Paris would even contemplate leaving - packing her bags and getting into her car. However, she'd just stop herself - admitting she couldn't leave Tyson to "crash and burn". 'Paris has built a platform that is hers alone and her profits are a clear sign that the "Paris Fury" brand is not only established but growing,' Denise explains. 'With the right strategic support, there's every reason to believe this figure could double or even treble over the next 12 months.' In fact, Denise believes there's potentially millions more to be made over time. 'Paris' book deal is another feather in her cap, reportedly earning her over £150,000, a figure that points to strong sales and clear reader demand,' she says. Relatability is her superpower Denise Palmer-Davies, PR expert 'Meanwhile, she continues to grace the covers of major magazines and secure exclusive interviews, more about profile building than immediate revenue - but these appearances play a crucial role in enhancing her brand and attracting major endorsements. And those brand deals are significant. With her reach and high engagement, Paris could command anything from £10,000 for a single sponsored post to six-figure sums for longer-term collaborations across fashion, home, parenting, and lifestyle sectors. She also holds serious value as a public figure at events, where paid appearances can range from £5,000 to £20,000 and beyond.' Denise explains that the sky's the limit when it comes to television opportunities too. 14 Paris' front cover for Fabulous Magazine Credit: Mark Hayman - Fabulous 14 Paris uses her hard earned cash to splash out on designer gear Credit: Instagram Own TV Show? 'There's strong potential for Paris to front her own lifestyle or magazine-style programme, something broadcasters are likely already exploring,' she says. 'A well-placed project could see her signed to a substantial deal, potentially worth up to £1 million, given her resonance with UK audiences.' So for now it's really about Paris carrying on doing what she's doing. 'She has a unique opportunity to evolve into one of Britain's most bankable and likeable public figures, and she's well on her way to doing this, with quite a few million most certainly coming her way,' Denise says. 'Paris is someone the British public can't help but like. Warm, grounded, and relatable, she's the woman next door with a mega fortune and a love of a good bargain, and she's not afraid to share it with her million-plus followers. "That relatability is her superpower.' 14 Relatability is Paris' superpower, according to a PR expert Credit: Instagram 14 At Home With The Furys has been renewed for a second series Credit: NETFLIX
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4 days ago
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Manhattanhenge 2025: Where and When to Soak Up the Solar-Powered Event in New York City
Manhattanhenge is a unique solar phenomenon in which the setting sun aligns perfectly with New York City's street grid The first of four Manhattanhenges of 2025 occurs on May 28 Neil deGrasse Tyson first coined the term in 1997New York is gearing up for golden hour with the first Manhattanhenge of 2025. The phenomenon, first coined by astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson in 1997, describes a special solar scenario in which the setting sun aligns perfectly between New York's towering skyscrapers and street grid. The solar-powered celestial celebration is a highlight of the year for New Yorkers, and it even has famous fans, like And Just Like That... star Sarah Jessica Parker. "You want the buildings to rise up around you, and so I don't recommend ascending buildings or watching this from rooftops," Tyson told the American Museum of Natural History of witnessing the solar event. He added, "If you watch Manhattanhenge from a rooftop, it's just another sunset," he said. So, when will Manhattanhenge occur and how can New Yorkers watch it? Grab your sunglasses and your camera, because here's everything to know about the best way to witness the magical New York moment. Manhattanhenge describes the time the setting sun aligns perfectly with New York's street grid, allowing the celestial star to take center stage between the city's skyscrapers. It happens four days a year. "Manhattanhenge happens as the sun works its way north on the horizon and towards the summer solstice, and on the way back towards the winter solstice The term Manhattanhenge was inspired by Stonehenge, the prehistoric English monument that aligned with the movements of the sun. Other cities, including Chicago, Philadelphia, Baltimore and Boston, also experience a similar "henge" effect in other points throughout the year. The first Manhattanhenges of 2025 will occur on May 28 and May 29. A "Half Sun on the Grid" will happen on May 28 at 8:13 p.m. ET and a "Full Sun on the Grid" will appear on May 29 at 8:12 p.m. ET According to the American Museum of Natural History, "Half Sun on the Grid" is when the sun is partially obscured by the horizon, framed by the city grid, and a "Full Sun" is when it appears in full, just above the horizon. If the Manhattan grid actually matched with the geographic north-south line, then Manhattanhenge would sync up with the spring and fall equinoxes, "the two days on the calendar when the Sun rises due east and sets due west," Tyson explained. "But Manhattan is rotated 30° east from the geographic north, shifting the special days elsewhere in the calendar," he added. The best vantage points to witness Manhattanhenge are along the city's major streets that run east/west and offer a clear view across the island towards New Jersey. Those main streets include: 14th Street 23rd Street 34th Street 42nd Street 57th Street Other prime spots include the Tudor City Overpass in Manhattan and Hunter's Point South Park in Long Island City, Queens. Manhattanhenge is a popular event, one that quickly attracts crowds. Time Out New York recommends getting to your vantage spot about 30 to 40 minutes before showtime. 'The whole street can get shut down with people just taking it over,' Dr. Jackie Faherty, an astronomer at the American Museum of Natural History told the New York Post. 'You have to be in the middle of the street to see the phenomenon, and there's this other pesky thing in the middle of the street, which is cars — you have to get away from the cars.' The magical Manhattanhenge effect only lasts a few minutes, so soak up every second! "When the sun peaks its first rays of light beyond that building, the crowd tends to go wild," Faherty told "It's the entry moment, like, is it going to come? Is it going to come? And then pow, it's there," she continued. "Then you get to see it do its dance all the way down, kiss the grid, light you up in all these gorgeous colors, before its dramatic exit." After May 28 and May 29, the next Manhattanhenge will light up the sky on July 11 and July 12. The American Museum of Natural History will be hosting a Manhattanhenge event on July 11, which includes a "lecture and viewing event celebrating the last opportunity to see the Manhattanhenge effect in 2025." Read the original article on People
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Sunset Magic: New York To Witness Manhattanhenge On These Dates
New York: Twice a year, New Yorkers and visitors are treated to a phenomenon known as Manhattanhenge, when the setting sun aligns with the Manhattan street grid and sinks below the horizon framed in a canyon of skyscrapers. The event is a favorite of photographers and often brings people out onto sidewalks on spring and summer evenings to watch this unique sunset. The first Manhattanhenge of the year takes place Wednesday at 8.13 pm, with a slight variation happening again Thursday at 8.12 pm. It will occur again on July 11 and 12. Some background on the phenomenon: Where does the name Manhattanhenge come from? Astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson coined the term in a 1997 article in the magazine Natural History. Tyson, the director of the Hayden Planetarium at New York's American Museum of Natural History, said he was inspired by a visit to Stonehenge as a teenager. The future host of TV shows such as PBS' "Nova Science Now" was part of an expedition led by Gerald Hawkins, the scientist who first theorized that Stonehenge's mysterious megaliths were an ancient astronomical observatory. It struck Tyson, a native New Yorker, that the setting sun framed by Manhattan's high-rises could be compared to the sun's rays striking the center of the Stonehenge circle on the solstice. Unlike the Neolithic Stonehenge builders, the planners who laid out Manhattan did not mean to channel the sun. It just worked out that way. When is Manhattanhenge? Manhattanhenge does not take place on the summer solstice itself, which is June 20 this year. Instead, it happens about three weeks before and after the solstice. That's when the sun aligns itself perfectly with the Manhattan grid's east-west streets. Viewers get two different versions of the phenomenon to choose from. On May 28 and July 12, half the sun will be above the horizon and half below it at the moment of alignment with Manhattan's streets, according to the Hayden Planetarium. On May 29 and July 11, the whole sun will appear to hover between buildings just before sinking into the New Jersey horizon across the Hudson River. Where can you see Manhattanhenge? The traditional viewing spots are along the city's broad east-west thoroughfares: 14th Street, 23rd Street, 34th Street, 42nd Street and 57th Street. The farther east you go, the more dramatic the vista as the sun's rays hit building facades on either side. It is also possible to see Manhattanhenge across the East River in the Long Island City section of Queens. Is Manhattanhenge an organized event? Manhattanhenge viewing parties are not unknown, but it is mostly a DIY affair. People gather on east-west streets a half-hour or so before sunset and snap photo after photo as dusk approaches. That's if the weather is fine. There's no visible Manhattanhenge on rainy or cloudy days, and both are unfortunately in the forecast this week. Do other cities have 'henges'? Similar effects occur in other cities with uniform street grids. Chicagohenge and Baltimorehenge happen when the setting sun lines up with the grid systems in those cities in March and September, around the spring and fall equinoxes. Torontohenge occurs in February and October. But Manhattanhenge is particularly striking because of the height of the buildings and the unobstructed path to the Hudson.
