70 Hours in Hell at the Mayweather-McGregor Fight in Vegas

There’s no better place to spend a total solar eclipse in the year 2017 than deep inside the bowels of a casino, where sunlight of any kind is strictly forbidden. In here, you can escape the gawkers and the grazers, the Instagrammers and the sunglass-clad looky-loos. Here, 600 miles due south from the path of totality, they know how to turn a wondrous natural spectacle into the worst of man-made cultural depravity.

You see, these days, there is a brand-new, once-in-a-lifetime, hashtagged experience around every corner—a pay-for-sunglasses eclipse, a pay-per-view fight, a riot. The trick now, in America’s summer of “both sides” and no holds barred, when there’s a carnival barker in your pocket at all times beeping and vibrating and shouting at you, is to stand out from the crowd. Which is why I’m here in Las Vegas in the first place. The planet has shifted focus yet again, you see, from Charlottesville and Donald Trump, to the moon and the sun, to Money and the Notorious One: Mayweather/McGregor—two men, one black and one white, with advanced degrees in Saying Something Viral, fighting.

“This fight really is a creation of social media,” boxing broadcaster Al Bernstein tells me over lunch. “The fight was almost organically created by the fans who wanted it to happen, then it was

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