Wednesday, August 27, 2008

I Should Have Been A Banker

The streets is watching-JayZ

California: Citibank Stole $14 Million from its Customers

You know Citibank.196 yrs old,operates in 100 countries.
  • 2005 Sales $83,642,000,000
  • 2005 Net Income $24,589,000,000
  • 2006 Employees 300,000
  • 2005 Year End Assets $1.50 trillion US Dollars
Uh huh,that Citibank.Their victims:their poorest clients.
Key quotes:

“The company knowingly stole from its customers, mostly poor people and the recently deceased, when it designed and implemented the sweeps,” Brown said. “When a whistleblower uncovered the scam and brought it to his superiors, they buried the information and continued the illegal practice.”

In July of 2001, a Citibank employee uncovered the practice and brought it to the attention of his superiors. The employee was later fired for discussing the credit sweeps with an internal audit team.

In the words of a Citibank executive, “Stealing from our customers is a business decision, not a legal decision.” The same executive later said that the sweep program could not be stopped because it would reduce the executive bonus pool, Brown charged.

In other words,they stole from the people who could not afford to complain,much like our kleptocracy.What difference is there,pray tell,between these fellows and the kleptomaniacs we have running our parastatals and ministries?Opportunity.That's it.Deplorable,but oddly comforting.

The moral of the story?One,underneath our skin,we're all the same.Two,paraphrasing the Bible,those that have little,even that shall be taken away and added unto he that has much.And three, mattress bankers may be on to something;at least if you're poor:)

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Thanks For The Memories

Thanks for the memories
-Fallout Boy "Thanks For The Memories"

Isaac Lee Hayes Jr (Aug 20, 1942-Aug 10, 2008)

Bernard Jeffrey McCullough (October 5, 1957 – August 9, 2008)

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Look What I Found!

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
-Three Days Grace,"Animal I Have Become"

When too lazy to write anything,put up a favorite article!An article about one of my personal faves,this guy.


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Me know. Me have problem.

Me love cookies. Me tend to get out of control when me see cookies. Me know it not natural to react so strongly to cookies, but me have weakness. Me know me do wrong. Me know it isn't normal. Me see disapproving looks. Me see stares. Me hurt inside.

When me get back to apartment, after cookie binge, me can't stand looking in mirror—fur matted with chocolate-chip smears and infested with crumbs. Me try but me never able to wash all of them out. Me don't think me is monster. Me just furry blue person who love cookies too much. Me no ask for it. Me just born that way.

Me was thinking and me just don't get it. Why is me a monster? No one else called monster on Sesame Street. Well, no one who isn't really monster. Two-Headed Monster have two heads, so he real monster. Herry Monster strong and look angry, so he probably real monster, too. But is me really monster?

Me thinks me have serious problem. Me thinks me addicted. But since when it acceptable to call addict monster? It affliction. It disease. It burden. But does it make me monster?

How can they be so callous? Me know there something wrong with me, but who in Sesame Street doesn't suffer from mental disease or psychological disorder? They don't call the vampire with math fetish monster, and me pretty sure he undead and drinks blood. No one calls Grover monster, despite frequent delusional episodes and obsessive-compulsive tendencies. And the obnoxious red Grover—oh, what his name?—Elmo! Yes, Elmo live all day in imaginary world and no one call him monster. No, they think he cute. And Big Bird! Don't get me started on Big Bird! He unnaturally gigantic talking canary! How is that not monster? Snuffleupagus not supposed to exist—woolly mammoths extinct. His very existence monstrous. Me least like monster. Me maybe have unhealthy obsession, but me no monster.

No. Me wrong. Me too hard on self. Me no have unhealthy obsession. Me love cookies, but it no hurt anyone. Me just enthusiast. Everyone has something they like most, something they get excited about. Why not me? Me perfectly normal. Me like cookies. So what? Cookies delicious. Cookies do not make one monster. Everyone loves cookies.

Me no monster. Me OK guy. Me OK guy who eat cookies.

Who me kidding? Me know me never actually eat cookies. Me only crumble cookies in mouth, but me no swallow. Me can't swallow. Me no have no esophagus. Me no have no trachea. Me only have black fabric throat. Me not supposed to be able to even talk.

Me no eat cookies.

Me destroy cookies.

Me crush cookies.

Me mutilate cookies.

Me make it so no one get cookies.

Everyone right. Me really is cookie monster.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Music Video Friday 6:I wish I wasn't late

Johnny was a chemist,
Now Johnny is no more,
Because what he thought was H20,
Was H2SO4.

I love power ballads.In fact,I love anything that gives me an excuse to hear electric guitars and violins in the same song.So when you take a metal band and throw them together with a symphony orchestra,you have my attention.Throw in a trained operatic soprano and you have my new favorite band.

For some reason they don't have too many videos,but I found this one;also happens to be one of my favorites.This is I Wish I Had An Angel by Nightwish.

PS Am I the only one who thinks the male singer's beard is ridiculous?