And So It Begins, Paramount Finally Crumbles
“All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.”
Big Boys Had Big Earnings
“Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death.”
Microsoft Earnings were MacroHard
“Asunder flies the man.
No single wound the gaping rupture seems
Where trickling crimson flows the tender streams
But from an opening horrible and wide
A thousand vessels pour the bursting tide
At once the winding channel’s course was broke
Where wandering life her maze journey took.”
Steer Clear of Sports Gambling Companies
“Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.”
Netflix Wins, but I Do Not Care…I’m Coping
“But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself. No new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.”
Spotify Sucks
“Speak what you think now in hard words and to-morrow speak what to-morrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said to-day.”
Microsoft Is King
“O wretched virtue! thou art a bare name! I mistook thee for a substance; but thou thyself art the slave of fortune.”
Old People Can Now Buy Bitcoin+Aaron Rodgers Is a Tool
“Heaven has turned against me. No wise ruler arises, and no one in the Empire wishes to make me his teacher. The hour of my death has come.”
Let’s Talk About Nelson Peltz
“If I have seen further, it has been on the shoulders of giants”
My Process
“More than cherry blossoms,
inviting a wind to take them away.
I wonder what to do
with the rest of spring.”
Pt. 3 of How Not to Make Money
You are alone, Child.
There is only darkness for you and only death for your people. These ancients are just the beginning. I will command a great and terrible army and we will sail to a billion worlds. We will sail until every light has been extinguished.
You are strong, Child, but I am beyond strength.
I am the end, and I have come for you, Finn.
Pt. 1 of How NOT to Make Money
“Wisdom consists of knowing how to distinguish the nature of trouble, and in choosing the lesser evil.”
Pt. 3 of You Making A Lot of Money…Maybe
“The first method for estimating the intelligence of a ruler is to look at the men he has around him.”
Pt. 2 of You Making A Lot of Money…Maybe
“The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the almshouse as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring.”
You Are About To Make Money…Maybe
“Icarus laughed as he fell.
Threw his head back and
yelled into the winds,
arms spread wide,
teeth bared to the world.
(There is a bitter triumph
in crashing when you should be
soaring.)
The wax scorched his skin,
ran blazing trails down his back,
his thighs, his ankles, his feet.
Feathers floated like prayers
past his fingers,
close enough to snatch back.
Death breathed burning kisses
against his shoulders,
where the wings joined the harness.
The sun painted everything
in shades of gold.
(There is a certain beauty
in setting the world on fire
and watching from the centre
of the flames.)”
Some Quick Thoughts
“Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich—yes, richer than a king—
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.”
This Is What I Was Talking About
“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”