Monday, December 7, 2009
Gold = The Next Bubble ... coming soon
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Move over Iran and Farrah Fawcett... Michael Jackson is Dead!
Farrah Fawacett died this morning after a long and courageous battle with cancer. It didn't take much to be a "better person" than Michael Jackson, but Farrah was the real deal and it is sad that her story will take a back seat to one of the weirdest people who ever lived.
In retrospect, I think that national news stations should really be focusing on the revolutionary uprisings in Iran. When you really think about it, what is happening in the Middle East right now can only affect a few hundred million people. Some people can argue the importance of North Korea's threat, but I honestly think that Kim Jong-Il needs to realize that the rest of the world considers him valuable for only entertainment purposes. I must admit that the first two thoughts that come to mind on Kimg Jong-Il are "small penis" and "major insecurity issues."
So when you're watching the posthumous glorification of Michael Jackson on CNN tonight, consider what is really going to effect you in the future. I'm not going to be wasting any of my time convincing myself that this man was any sort of role model. Yes, he was an amazing child star and his influence on pop music will forever be remembered; but in this historic time we must do our due diligence on what really matters.
Friday, June 19, 2009
You're Hired - The Emotional Reflection After 9 Months of Unemployment
So you're probably wondering what happened after I was on the news...
The next day was kind of crazy; in addition to my parents telling everybody they ever met, I think I got some positive feedback via sudden phone calls from employers. To my surprise, a company that had turned me down on Monday called and made me an offer... imagine that.
I knew the emotional impact of being unemployed for 9 months had effected me, but I don't think I could have predicted my reaction to that phone call. I actually fell to my knees and cried in the most subtle happiness I had ever felt. All along I thought that when I finally had landed a job, I would go running down the hallway screaming at the top of my lungs, but in that moment I realized the emotion was bittersweet.
I finally was able to pinpoint my feelings when I turned off the lights and shut the door to my midtown apartment two days ago. When I had moved into the ultra urban contemporary loft last year, I thought I was on the verge of entering the lifestyle I had worked all my life for. I wanted to be a yuppie. I thought I was going to have enough money to never have to think about the balance of my checking account, and eventually be able to enjoy the luxury of success in the corporate world.
Instead, I spent more time in that apartment than I ever thought possible. There were weeks when I went 3 days without leaving and I often failed to even get dressed in the morning. Don't get me wrong, I tried everything under the sun in an effort to get a job and support myself; however, for a good 6 months, a degree in finance and limited work experience (in the eyes of employers) was probably less effective than a resume with "high school dropout" for education.
When I closed the door to my apartment for the last time, I came to understand that the lifestyle I had worked so hard for may not be suitable for me. Success is controversial; it can only be measured based on one's opinion of what adds value. Happiness is definitively personal; over the last 9 months I've learned that success is dependent on happiness, not the other way around.
While I don't know what is in store for me or where my life will take me from here. I'm going to pursue many of the cool ideas I've come up with during this time in my life. A lot of people have told me that "I lost a year," but I'm really not so sure. I definitely slowed down and spent more time thinking than doing, but at the end of my life I think that I will be able to say I accomplished more because I was able to dig deep into my soul and figure out what really mattered to me. Most importantly, I'm no longer embarassed by the fact that I was out of work for 9 months. Being unwillfully unemployed was probably the best "work experience" I ever had and I think that employers should really take the emotional journey into account. I realize that most will never be able to appreciate this experience, until of course they themselves are in the same situation, but I want to challenge myself to remember the way I'm feeling right now, right at this moment. On the surface, I can say that I will be the best employee I can be and probably be willing to go above and beyond all expectations. Deep down however, I hope I use this experience to be a better co-worker, manager, and mentor in the future. Too many people get to the "other side" and forget all the pointless interviews, rediculous applications, and corporate BS that only served them in wasting time and dwindling their confidence. From human to human, I've learned that we need to be honest with ourselves about how we treat eachother. It doesn't matter what skills or experience I may have on paper, I believe that this understanding is the foundation to real, effective, and lasting success.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
RICK SANCHEZ of CNN OWNS BILL O'REILLY of FOX NEWS
CNN’s Rick Sanchez Gets “Rare” Correction From Fox News’ Bill O’Reilly
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Friday, June 5, 2009
Texts From Last Night
404): Can I crash on your couch? I just came home to find my wife giving two guys blowjobs.
(1-404): Two?
(404): Two.
(404): FYI..good luck when you get back from work.. mom and dad know about the boy you brought home last night
(1-404): haha good one..how did you even know?
(404): we all know. he obviously didn't leave when you might have told him to.. he came down when we were eating because he coud smell mom's cooking. the dude ate with us and offered to say grace. so yeah, good luck.
(404): Not sure what happened last night, but there are four mini bikes outside and some guy is wearing my shirt passed out in the breakfast nook. Won't be telling the grand kids about this one.
(404): I just poured my flask into a drink. Then I realized the drink belonged to the guy next to me so I stole it from him. He confronted me and I made out with him to distract him. When I looked up, I realized his wife was watching. Its barely 10:00.
(610): can you pick up canola oil? she lives by wegmans
(1-610): who is canola oil?
(610): you're an idiot.
(201): Dude, I couldnt get it up cause she said her parents were home...
(1-201): ok, come over...I have doritos
(513): I hate bills.
(479): Like ones you have to pay or people named William?
(479): Slept with that guy from the bar last night. Only got 2 1/2 hours of sleep. Eyes were so bloodshot this morning that the principal sent me home b/c she thought I had pink eye. God I love teaching elementary school...
(570): She said I was really immature but whatever...oh by the way we just bought a toilet and turned it into a beer bong so come over
(540): I just had unprotected sex with a stranger. but i did him wearing nothing but my pearls. so its classy.
(508): Bro, I met the coolest hottest chick tonight and she has the hottest friends.
(617): Where are you?
(508): Strip Club
(602 ): Just woke up naked in my storage cubby and some one rearragned my whole room?
(602): no jk, not my room
(212): i want you now
(916): you need to stop dating girls with the same name as your mother...or stop drinking so much...I don't want to see this
(310): ohhhh fuckk. chicks a dude.
(502): Fuck. I have a girl here waiting on me in my room! I told her I was going to get a drink of water... I'm in the bathroom taking a dump... I have mudd butt bad... There's NO toilet paper!!
(440): wait.. the condom broke. ehh whatever i think im already 2 months pregnant
(727): He started to lick my mole,thinking it was my nipple.
(513): I feel like Captain Hook just gave me a pap smear.
(808): no, he came in my armpit
(510): I woke up to him trying to put his dick in my mouth. When I asked him what he was doing he said he was trying to make me stop snoring...
(615): drunk at some random house party. come get me. i thought i pulled my dick out to go piss... it was my left nut. im soaked.
(615): drunk at some random house party. come get me. i thought i pulled my dick out to go piss... it was my left nut. im soaked.
(603): Last night was a blur. All I remember is jizzing in the squeegee bucket at a gas station.
(1-603): The look on the soccer mom's face was PRICELESS.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Barack Obama Talks to the Muslim World
A break in Seriousness: Another Version of Twitter Comments
Kimtacular: And this nose zit is threatening to block off one whole breathing passage.
LeighEdwards3: mold and mildew are all over me. going out into public to frighten the kids.
jmkraft: Wow President Obama opened his address to the Muslim world by saying "Asalaam Alaykum." Cheney must have soiled his pants.
TanyaEdwards27: oh geez... teacher emailed to tell me my son asked to buy boobs at student store!
Leija1983: The ticket read "Found nude in a tree"
smnb_swear_god: shit stain
eyerait: #wtf Man arrested, accused of throwing metal object at Special Olympics kids: http://tinyurl.com/psanuo
emoqix: Lawyer: "Do you drink when you're on duty?" Witness: "I don't drink when I'm on duty, unless I come on duty drunk."
Obama and Michelle Obama's Date Night in New York City
As somebody who often analyzes events from an economic and political standpoint, I realize that my interpretation is usually different than the main stream. I've read a few blogs on the issue of Barack Obama's date night in New York City and there seems to be two emerging views.
A) Since Barack Obama does so much for our country, has very little free time, and can not use commercial flights due to security restrictions, it is okay that he used Air Force One for leisure. It is a small price to pay for his service to America.
B) Barack Obama has no business traveling on Air Force One for leisure considering the fact that it is at the expense of the American taxpayer. Americans have had to cut down their spending habits immensely and our leader should follow suit. It is not fair for Obama to live lavishly and utilize such a privilege for a one night excursion when many Americans are losing their homes and rationing their resources.
My initial interpretation on the issue was based on economic fundamentals. Regardless of whether or not you support Barack Obama, it is a FACT that his presence in any retail venue becomes an instant "stimulus plan" for the owners and employees. I waited a few days to write this because I wanted to find articles supporting my initial interpretation (see below). As I presumed, Broadway ticket sales for 'Joe Turner's Come and Gone' have skyrocketed thanks to President Obama's visit last week. Although previously suffering in ticket sales, the show for now, can safely go on. When you calculate the increased ticket sales and the multiplier effect of consumer spending, I would not be surprised if the net cost of the flight on Air Force One (security etc.) is in the negative. Truth be told, fear of our economic decline will only yield to it becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy. While I personally, do not have money to spend, the "value" lost in the stock market over the past year and a half was only moved from the public market to a private savings account. I realize this is an oversimplification, but I'm trying to emphasize that our stock market tanked because people were "cashing in on their investments." Motivating these people to spend is the best way to increase all of our livelihoods.
So while I do in fact also believe that our president deserves a night out every once in a while, I also want to mention that he forfeited his $100,000 stipend to redecorate the White House and instead is paying for it out of pocket. In my mind, this is a very important point that was rarely mentioned on mainstream news (Fox did you mention this at all?). It is not Barack Obama's fault that he lives with the real threat of assassination every day of his life. Without Air Force One, the role of President would become a position of social enslavement. As we have the witness protection and refugee programs, it is only fair to accommodate so that one can live their lives without losing their innate freedoms. I would be a hypocrite not to support Barack Obama's visit to New York. If I should ever become so lucky as to serve as President, I would expect to enjoy the same American past times such as going on vacation, seeing my child play a soccer game, or visiting Broadway every now and again.
"President Barack Obama and First Lady Michelle had a date night in New York City this past Saturday night, and the centerpiece of their evening out was a Broadway show. T
- nytix.com
Monday, June 1, 2009
The Art of the Insult
I've visited quite a few blogs now and I am alarmed by the ratio of productive active participation to unsubstantiated middle-school level put downs. Maybe the blogosphere will develop into some sort of emotional crutch for people who measure their value based on how many instigated "word wars" they can win, and how many people they can leave sitting at their computers wishing they had never left a comment at all. I hope over time we can figure out a way to condone, disassociate with, and sort through the verbal clutter. It would be a tragedy if those who contribute something supporting human maturation and development go unnoticed by those who have the mental sophistication to lead in their designated fields. It is selfish to use the social medium for the purpose of labeling a sole individual as a "moron," "idiot," "asshole," etc. It is all too likely that the final product of our inputs will look nothing like the initial framework and assumptions we originally asserted ourselves on. We should just be honest with ourselves and realize that is more valuable to "know what you do not know," rather than to rely only on acquired knowledge and attempt to add pertinent value in a dynamic world from a mentally static position. If I ever become that cocky, I obviously won't admit it (duh), but I will no longer be a contributing member of our society.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
It's Really Hard to take the GOP Seriously
In short, an announcer for CNN really "hit the mark" with his immediate comments after the nomination of Sonia Sotomayer. Paraphrasing, he said something along the lines of, "and now we wait to hear the Republicans rebuttal to Ms. Sotomayor's nomination."
I realized at that moment that our two party political system is set up so that there can never really be an agreement on major decisions. For instance, it really wasn't an option for Republicans to agree with the nomination of Sonia Sotomayor. Every action Barack Obama makes has to "cause extreme potential danger" to our constitutional system. The Republicans were preparing for a rebuttal, the Democrats were anticipating reacting to this rebuttal, and the American people were waiting to (for the most part), support the party they currently feel represents their interests the most.
Honestly, I do feel that conservatives have a point regarding Sonia Sotomayor's opinion on a recent Connecticut case regarding the promotion of Police Officers. Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell is paraphrased, "[taking] aim at the judge's ruling in the 2008 case Ricci v. DeStefano, where Sotomayor backed the decision by the city of New Haven, Connecticut, to throw out the results of a firefighter promotion exam because almost no minorities qualified for promotions."
What bothers me about the whole situation is the fact that I found myself minimizing the GOP's position because my recent memory includes a plethora of irrelevant, overblown events. The Bill Ayer's issue was absolutely rediculous; I don't think anybody who is an active member of our society can honestly say they don't have a questionable acquaintance looming around somewhere in their past. Eric Cantor lost all of my respect when he blamed Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi's speach on why he did not vote for the bail-out in September 2008. I'm sorry Mr. Cantor that somebody hurt your feelings and I must say that Nancy Pelosi is probably one of my least favorite Democrats, but seriously, don't make 300 million American's suffer for your emotional issues.
So where am I going with this? It should not be expected that Republicans and Democrats can not agree on anything. Growing up, my dad used to tell me to "pick my battles wisely." Throughout my teenage years, I admit I did learn this lesson the hard way; however, my adult years has been more successful because people who know me have come to respect the fact that I only make a big deal about things that keep me up at night. Instead of spending money on partisan advertising, maybe America's citizens should come together to promote battling only the battles that matter. It wouldn't be a good thing for any of us if the deal breakers get lost in all of the political fluff.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Privilages of the Rich and Famous







Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Rush Limbaugh: Five Years to Failure
Besides the fact that just about every comment coming out of your mouth today is disturbing, I would like to offer you the chance to really wager your impact on the American people. Over the past few months, America has come to know you as the guy who wants every liberal thinking government official to fail. Well Mr. Limbaugh, right back at you. For the sake of our country, I hope in five years time, it will be very apparent that on many fronts, you failed as a political talk show radio host. Beyond sending the message that, "I want Rush Limbaugh to fail," I dare you to agree to leave talk radio if and when your anticipated timeline for disaster fails to become a reality. While it is hard for me to imagine ever turning to you for advice about anything, I always have the highest respect for a man who can admit that they were wrong. A true American would never want to continue giving bad advice to other Americans. If you feel so strongly about your beliefs, then you should have nothing to worry about.
Think about it,
Brooke Fienman
www.brookestatestheobvious.blogspot.com
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Bong Vodka: Don't Worry People, It's Just Alcohol
Not the most shocking phenomenom, Bong Vodka (www.myspace.com/bongvodka), is a 6 times distilled premium vodka distributed out of Holland. Upon sampling this ingeniously marketed product, I was delightedly surprised to find a sophisticated, smooth, and easy to drink beverage. I've never been much of a person to take shots easily, but even I didn't make the "disgusted" face look when taking this Vodka straight.
Now lets talk about the real potential for this product...
Over the past few years our society has undergone a huge shift on the "War on Drugs," especially marijuana. With a population of 80 million, the introduction of Generation Y (AKA Millennial Generation, Millennials, Echo Boomers, Net Generation, etc) into the political and economic landscape has had much to do with re prioritizing our social agenda. In addition to the proven benefits of medical (medically used) marijuana, the young generation has followed in the footsteps of their Baby Boomer parents. Similar to the youth of the 1960's, today's young adults have found comfort in addressing the often uncomfortable.
When I saw the Bong Vodka bottle, the first thing I thought was, "yes, I would love to put that on a shelf in my family room." As a 23 year old adult, it is accepted and expected that I would have an affinity for the alcoholic beverage. I can't even count the times I talked with my parents and grandparents about times I was "a little on the drunk side." It's funny how talking about enjoying being drunk is "cool," but discussing one's affection for altering their mental state, impairing their judgement, and hindering their motor skills is grounds for serious psychiatric treatment.
So what does Bong Vodka represent to me? I can't wait for the day my parents walk into my living room and uncomfortably ask me, as if in some sort of shock-denial, why there is a bong in my apartment. Someday, I may actually set up a camera to capture the initial horror on their faces and then the sigh of relief expressed once they realize that bong shaped bottle is just a creatively marketed vodka.
I'm happy to report that shallow America has progressed to the point where we can joke about marijuana, talk about it rationally, and even make suggestive innuendos regarding the subject. We all know somebody whose done it and most of us have tried it at least once, but mainstream society continues to categorize "grown-ups" who openly enjoy marijuana as taboo. Now, Bong Vodka allows marijuana supporters to bring up the subject "without actually saying anything." Many prohibition supporters would run if somebody started a conversation with, "so what do you think about marijuana?" Aside from the initial terror-relief reaction, a marijuana supporter can safely hide under a veil of artistic appreciation. In the eyes of many, a law abiding citizen's opinion is much more valid because they aren't looking to "justify their own underlying addiction." As irrational and unrealistic this viewpoint may be, at least now the environment is neutralized so that a discussion can actually take place. Of course, this assumption is only possible because it is now acceptable "to joke about marijuana, talk about it rationally, and make suggestive innuendos regarding the subject." Progress...
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
Today's Top Twitter Comments
Julizt: What seeds were used for seedless grapes?
dressedinlove: @Fennerz yo benjumin. dont u have to have overies and a womb to be pregnant? maybe im wrong.... u craving anything unusual?
Dick Cheney is America's Herpes
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
An Emerging Demographic: The Super Unemployed
Around 2:30 I tried to get a hold of my boss to discuss my research in public / private partnerships, mass transit investment, and rail related auxiliary businesses. I had been well aware that the traditional commercial real estate industry was turning, and I believed that out-of-the-box thinking today would elevate a newly successful group of people when the market came back. The reply to my email included the lines, "come to the office at 3 to discuss another matter." My fears became a reality when my boss led me into the elevator to, "talk about it upstairs." By 4pm, I was out of the office, pink slip in hand.
When I was first let go, I had a lot of support. My former boss reached out to me and made a few phone calls, I had a few interviews, and even turned away from a decent opportunity because I did not think the pay was fair. I figured my month of severance would give me time to chill out for a little while, regroup, and reposition myself in the market. Throughout the fall, as the stock market and financial industry collapsed, I realized that the niche industry I had structured the last two years of my life for was gone. My "connections" were in survival mode for their own jobs, and without a vast network of professionals across all industries, my entry-level application was becoming lost in cyberspace.
Around February I would say I made the transition from just "unemployed" to "super unemployed." When you are "super unemployed," potential employers see how long you haven't had a job for and start to wonder what is wrong with you. I never thought to count how many times I've filed for my weekly unemployment check, but I've learned to fear the day that I get a letter saying, "you have expended all of your unemployment compensation benefits and extended unemployment compensation benefits." I realized I was a member of the "super unemployed" when I came to the decision that I would take a steady position that paid half the salary of my former job. When I went through my "snagajob" phase, I soon discovered that employers like McDonalds, Target, Wal-Mart, Taco Bell, and Toys R' Us, did not even consider applicants with a Bachelors degree from Emory University. I was told so many times that I was "over qualified" and "would leave once a better opportunity emerged" that I started replying with, "if you see me on the side of the road someday, you better put a dollar in my cup." At this point I've been unemployed for 8 months; how many months do employers expect to keep a minimum wage worker on staff?
You know you are a member of the "super unemployed" when you stop going to career fairs. I went to 4 or 5 before I became discouraged and stopped looking out for them. After 4 or 5 career fairs I had recieved no interviews and racked up about $30 in parking fees. There is nothing more frustrating than going to a career fair and having a representative tell you to apply online. To me this is a mockery of the unemployed and the value of our time.
About 2 months ago I tried to start an online based business with 3 other people. There was an Angel Investor program looking to fund 8 - 10 start-ups over the summer, so I took the lead in drafting a preliminary business plan. Our team got a final round interview but we were not selected. Realizing the potential of our idea and the opportunity of 4 unemployed people pooling their efforts, I was willing to work on the business full time over the summer. This is where I learned the final characteristic of what it really means to be "super unemployed." My teamates had alternatives; they had a backup place to live, another possible option, or alternative source of income. They were willing to work on the project, but only part-time. For me, having food to eat and a place to sleep was enough of a motivator to keep me working 80 hours a week if necessary. When starting a business, you go hard or go home; this business wasn't going to work out.
So my mission here is to bring to light the emerging group of people I would like to classify as "super unemployed." I would never wish upon anybody to "walk a mile in our shoes" or "spend a day sitting on our couch," but I hope that people can appreciate the strength of those who have waken up every day for months asking themselves, "what is my life's business plan?" I can't wait to answer that question; I will be the best employee for the lucky company that gives me a chance.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Advertising Outrage: Toys R' Us and Old Navy






Thursday, May 14, 2009
Obama's Gift
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Shit I've learned to Appreciate Since Being Laid Off
1) McDonald’s Breakfast and the fact that they give you discouts if you don’t get the meat and / or cheese on your McMuffin
2) Having somewhere to go
3) Chef Boyardee’s 99% Fat Free Beef Ravioli
4) Dreaming about the day I can replace my 5 year old computer (that often overheats and turns off while playing Tetris, Poker, or some other meaningless game.
5) Standing in line with random strangers who have also been laid off recently
6) watching CNN tell the same story over and over again....realizing they are just replaying the “breaking news”
7) Seeing the total mass layoffs for the day...misery loves company?
8) The $3 pint of vodka sold “under the cabinet” at the liquor store
9) Not needing to set the alarm...somebody will call eventually and wake you up (unless you push ignore)
10) working out “for the sake of not having to buy a new wardrobe I can’t afford”
11) t-shirts / sweatpants
12) buying “cheap” blankets because you can’t afford to dry clean the expensive ones anymore
13) Having 10 half finished art projects lying around at any given time...realizing your dog may have just peed on one of them