Too Venal for Words category archive
Copyrights and Copywrongs 0
In a magnificent example of f(l)ail, Ashley Madison has decided that its users’ information is copyright and is issuing DMCA take-down notices to try to scrub it from the web.
Afterthought:
As a money-making enterprise, Ashley Madison is toast, and soggy toast at that.
Support the Troops, Bushie Style 0
You can’t make this stuff up.
Suffer the Children 0
It’s not just a quotation. It’s a policy.
And Verily, the Lord Spake, and He Spake These Words: “Stand and Deliver” 0
. . . but words fail me.
Authorities say about a third of those recruited for the program attended the same church as Erickson, who claimed the Holy Spirit had given him a proprietary day-trading system for a volatile type of futures contract. Authorities say he guaranteed returns of 96 percent over two years.
God and Wall Street are in no way related.
Driven to with Distraction
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Believe it or not, I’ve seen worse.
Something for Nothing 0
For example, David Brooks gets a paycheck.
The Fee Hand of the Market 0
If you want to flee from danger, you’ve got to pay for it. It’s simply supply and demand: they have the supply, so they make the demands.
The soaring fares prompted a backlash on social media, and the online car sharing service quickly reversed its position, offering free rides and agreeing to refund users up to $200 Australian dollars ($165).
At this rate, Uber will make regular gypsy cabs look like limo services.
Glass Seeings 0
Michigan Republican operatives make spectacles of themselves.
. . . and persons who wander about wearing Google Glass wonder why they are greeted acrimoniously . . . .
The Secesh 0
Still fighting after all these years.
Tip Jarring 0
Connie Schultz reminds us of a scummy fact:
This is true where you live, too. I’ve learned that from experience, too. Regardless of what city I’m visiting, it’s a fair bet that I will find yet another story about yet another restaurant or banquet hall that skims — no, let’s call it what it is: steals — tips from servers, valets and bartenders. Most of them are hourly wage earners who depend on tips to make minimum wage.
Businesses get away with this egregious practice because most patrons never think to ask, especially when the jar on the counter says “tips.” Never trust that little sign, by the way. My first column on this issue, in 2004, was about a large jar marked “tips” at a coat check in Cleveland. After making small talk with the weary clerk behind the counter, I discovered that not a cent of the jar brimming with bills went to her or her co-workers.