Thursday, May 03, 2018
Rich Man, Poor etc.
-Last year, Income 140 mil. This year,
due to nefarious manipulators,
Income, 139. Thus I learn humility.
-That’s a lot of humility! One Million
Simoleons worth!
-Enormous!
-And I thought only the little guy
got fucked in Great America:
SILLY ME!Labels: America, finance, financial manipulation, poor, rich
Saturday, March 05, 2016
Short in a Matter
Sully and Gronk
-You're incompetent in the area!
-Add an s. Areas. I don't specialize.
-Agreed! But I'm interested in the one.
-Being an accountant. And narrow of mind.
Well, stop worrying. I get by financially.
-Never enough. The world swallows those who...!
-Look at me! Do I look swallowed?
-One step from the ditch.
-When I get there, will be the final one.
-Uh huh? Fatalism and Incompetence.
A defining pair.
-And what of grasping little you?
-Right with Money and God!
-The former is your God. No other need apply.
-No Irish need apply!...they said once.
-You're the Irisher. I'm just a stupid Polack.
-Thick as shit!
-I'll take anything to be thick as. Just so I'm
not thin as the drinks in here. Speaking of
which, did you ever think of buying one, or
indeed, any form of human charity?
-Not on the docket.
-Never chained to any nice custom?
-Perhaps if your girlfriend showed up.
Then the company would be worth it.
-She's due momentarily.
-I can't get over it. YOU'VE got a girlfriend!
And I, your superior in looks and intellect...
-Hit the bachelor floor when you pee. Women
teach us aim.
-You have no aims, none!
-Ah, but I have her! Worth her weight in your
desired gold!
-Then I should trade for one! I've got the...
-Ladies desire some smidgen of personality also.
-Where are you two...?
-The Flower Show.
-Fine! Aromas and pretty sights to forget
reality again!
-Wrong again. The flower show IS reality.
Thank whatever gods there be!
-Just another way to delay that inevitable
ditch.
-We're fighting it! And she's worth ten
times her weight in tigers!
-Can't be! You said gold.
-Both!
-Impossible!
-Come on along! Three's not a crowd mid
roses and zinnias.
-I'd rather die.
-And, we'll treat! To extract you, however
temporarily, from the prison of your thought.
-You said the magic word!
-Whatever costs nothing, you embrace. And!...
you'll meet a woman there, I guarantee.
-Yeah, but I'm realistic. Any young lady will
eventually be a small expense.
-Think of her that way. They love that!
Labels: accounting, bachelor, cheap, finance, Flower Show, friends, girlfriend, money
Sunday, November 22, 2015
Two Marriages
Maxie-A flips pancakes for Marie and their “Tribe of Brats.”
“Henslow Trevelyan Peters and his Belle-Hester
can’t sell their Top Architect’s Rambler of a house. They naturally fight.”
“Sad!” from Marie who has finally lifted a portion to her lips, only to put the fork down and help the twins cut.
A 5 and 6 play cars beneath the table.
“It’s a Harry Gordon!” he mocks.
Marie praises while Cliffy mushes his pancake
around his highchair tray: “And the Rose Garden,
and Topiary stuff! Jeez! The grounds!”
“For divorce!”
Steaming Prophet of the Grill.
Labels: brats, chaos, divorce, Family, family breakfast, finance, kids, marriage, pancakes, wealthy family
Thursday, March 12, 2015
The Assignment
-I’d like a committee full of prestige, and with absolutely
no work.
-Sorry, they go to the boyscouts and girlscouts, to give
ridiculously off-topic speeches for the dolts back home.
-Well, you gotta do something with ideologues, I suppose.
-Defuses ‘em and gets ‘em outa the way!
-How about International Bushwah, then? I can babble on
and on without a thought.
-I got you on Finance.
-Mass Confusion!
-Way the bankers designed it while stealing us blind!
We need hardheads like you to cut through the bullshit!
-Oy! Talk about thankless! One guy got lost in that committee
around 1960 and hasn’t been heard from since.
-Never mind all that! This is the People’s House doing the
People’s Business!
-Don’t remind me!
-You wanna lazy berth, run for Senate.
-Soon as the Kabuki Masks finished.
Labels: bankers, bullshit, Committee Assignment, Congressional Committee, finance, Kabuki, People's House, politics
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Regulation and Rhetoric
Missive to Money
Elbow room? Yes.
Carte Blanche? Don't be absurd.
Policing yourself? Tragedy for the rest of us.
Labels: finance, money, Regulation, wealth
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
What Makes Partners Run?
-Hail to you thou Corporate Jew!
The sheep line up for fleecing.
More aggressive ones to the fore!
Only God could’ve made such a world!
-Will it bother you that I'm not Jewish?
-Bother me? I haven't been bothered
since I just missed jail time on another
scheme-dream. But that was amateur and
this, professional perfecto!
-Confidence always worries me.
-In measure, dear un-Jewish Sir. In measure.
We’ll make the suckers wait a bit. Pockets still open.
-Are you worried about new laws?
-Nah. The Republicans get bought immediately, Democrats give homilies
first. But it's all the same.
-In the Catbird Seat, huh?
-I like that! He sings the last song he heard
with his whole heart! As if it's his own.
-Sorry...but things going too well. I'm for hedging some bets.
-Hedge? Fine! Run that thing right and it's the
biggest scam yet devised by man.
-You don't object if we gain some things sort of morally?
-No way! I've been to church. Give that a
shot too. You do what you have to do.
Labels: con, finance, Financial Shenanigans
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Photo making the rounds
shows Wall St “talent”
with cash stuffed in
pockets and mouth.
In tableau and sketch
such alleged satire hard-
ly new. The crazy money
troopers have split our sides be-
fore with Victorian melodramas
of sobbing widows and orphans
thrust into the freezing night,
or the maiden forced to deal
you know what or face another
ruining. Audience jeers her on.
The sarcastic claim such hacks
lack all soul. Though not in their
profession, grace does manifest
in these hilarious takes on showbiz.
University psychiatrists retort, though,
the whole business demonstrates
deepest internal loathing. Oh well,
those good doctors pilloried
soon enough in mad
Germanic accents.
Labels: finance, parody, Wall Street "Talent"
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The Church Submerged
God responded with
bailouts of grace his
ministers sought,
plus bonuses of vast in-
dulgences, lest such
“talent” be lost
unto Satan.
Labels: “talent”, bonuses, finance
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Now THAT'S Affirmative Action
In hearings investigating
the appalling financial disaster,
we usually get paunchy execs called
onto the broadloom, or their wolf-
ish accountant-henchmen. But today
we have women! And they fucked
the doomed American Public just
as efficaciously by shoving up
these meretricious fantasies.
Labels: banks, brokerage, credit default swaps, depression, finance, women
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Finance Bigtime
The money exists on computer screens.
Treasury sends it forth. Banks do their
insane dicing. Some say Ponzi.
Whatever. Illusion, at least in greater part.
So what is real? Nothing much. Can we
go on this way? More than probably...
with hiccups. But it’s all crazy and
dangerously so! Uh huh. Successful
people will take demented routes.
Can nations? Stay tuned.
