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“PAWN STARS” MOGUL RICK HARRISON’S SICKENING REBOUND: A 60-YEAR-OLD “HAPPIEST EVER” JUST TWO YEARS AFTER SON’S GRUESOME FENTANYL DEATH!
In a GHASTLY display of callousness, reality TV’s Rick Harrison is parading his Vegas “happily ever after” while the grave of his son Adam—dead at 39 from a fentanyl overdose—remains FRESHLY DUG. Harrison, 60, has ALREADY moved on, marrying a woman 18 years his junior in a garish Elvis-themed ceremony and boasting he’s the “happiest I’ve ever been.” Critics are BLOWN AWAY by the SPEED and AUDACITY of this “recovery.”
This is Harrison’s FIFTH marriage. He presented his new bride, nurse Angie Polushkin, with a MASSIVE 6.5-carat diamond from his own shop, coldly joking, “If I give her a rock that big, she can’t say no.” Meanwhile, he BLITHELY speculates that AI might let him “live to like 150,” so he can “take care of her when she gets old,” a STAGGERING contrast to the son he couldn’t save.
The marriage comes after a string of personal tragedies, including the loss of his mother. Yet Harrison POSITIVELY GUSHES about his new life, declaring, “Life is absolutely amazing if you want to make it amazing.” The message is SHOCKINGLY CLEAR: replace grief with a new wife and a gaudy ring, and you too can buy your way out of mourning.
In a culture obsessed with self-help and moving on, Harrison’s story forces a HORRIFYING question: have we become so addicted to happiness that we’ve lost the capacity for sacred grief?



