I don’t know why we’re even remotely concerned with some businessmen, well respected in their communities, conducting perfectly reasonable financial transactions when just last week, I saw a BROWN person in an orange grove, taking all the jobs from “the blacks” and forcing them into poverty!
Heavy /s though with use of actual sound bites from our burgeoning overlords.
A guy can dream though, right?
This is effectively license to riot in November and January.
Then slap him with a drunk in public and give him an extra day inside for it.
I archived this cancerous bloated paywalled shit show of a website just on principle
I looked him up. He’s an old session musician. Those guys get particularly bitter about modern studio production.
Did you read my comment at all?
To the consumption part, I have given more money directly to more artists via discovering them on Spotify then attending their shows and buying their merch than I ever even came close to back in the record buying days when record companies were screwing their artists anyway.
I know quite a few bands personally who will never attain Taylor Swift levels of wealth, but they’ve got a business model of touring and merch down to a science that affords them a nice living doing what they love. This also includes tons of accessibility and fan interaction that very much didn’t use to be a thing.
The savvy DIYers are sidestepping the entire record company schematic and using streaming services as effectively free marketing.
That’s kinda how I feel about all of his videos. He’s a great illustration of latching on to the music of your formative years and firmly stating that everything after that is crap.
In present day, you’ve got to sift through a lot of crap to find the good new stuff.
What this guy doesn’t ever address is that has always been true.
My daughter always said I was lucky to grow up in the eighties because we had the best music. To this I responded that I only played her the good stuff. All the really crappy stuff, of which there was a LOT, kinda got filtered out of collective memory.
Nah. In Texas all she has to do is say that God told her to do it, and she’ll get a couple years of taking drugs in a hospital.
The exception is Taylor Parker because she killed an unborn child, and that’s a damn step too far.
Whoa there pal.
What part of driving pickup trucks with giant tires through the mud while drinking cases of ~~bud light ~~ Modelo and wearing jorts and a tank top with a picture of Rambo Trump firing footballs from a grenade launcher isn’t culture?
My entire life has offered two options - time or money
Never both
In this phase, I’ve been making good money, but it’s at the cost of working twelve to fifteen hours a day six to seven days a week for half the year, going down to a meager forty five to fifty hours for the other six months with no overtime.
Then I’ve got to be careful in making comments that I’ve got a few pennies saved because it makes other Lemmy users think I’m all bougie or whatever word it is that the kids use these days.
The reason I’ve saved money is that I have no time to spend it. My entire existence is either working or preparing to go to work via laundry/groceries/cooking. (Leaving the office for lunch is a mortal sin, so I bring my own daily and eat at my desk, never a lunch break)
I’ll look at the transactions in my bank account and I’m surprised that I live on about a hundred and thirty dollars a week because of this. (This doesn’t include housing expense)
It’s unprecedented in my company, but I’m about to negotiate more time off in lieu of raise this next upcoming cycle.
I’m so
Fucking
Existentially
Tired
And no I can’t just “get another job”. There are no greener pastures, especially since I’ve crossed into the dreaded “in my fifties” zone
God I was going to UNT football games when Todd Dodge was there. It seemed like all of Southlake was attending those games. I hate him with a white hot intensity. I hate his acolytes orders of magnitude more.
The few times I’ve been through Southlake, I felt like a needed a shower with some 36 grit sandpaper as a loofa.
Was he the last surviving New York Giant?
About ten years ago, I worked for a small firm where most of the partners attended this very church.
One of the reasons I left was that I felt completely out of place as they integrated their religion into the office culture.
When I left, the managing partner would send me handwritten letters for YEARS effectively telling me that while I had chosen damnation for myself, I owed it to my daughter to have the opportunity for salvation by attending this specific gateway Church in Southlake.
If I didn’t have so much disdain and bitterness, I’d be tempted to send him this article.
Usury was indeed the term that immediately came to mind.
I would agree, but it’s not my life, not my money. You can’t really go around telling people they fucked up every time you see it.
Most of the math I do at work is related to compound interest. Of all the math I believe the general public should understand, the concept of how paying interest to others is a total screw would get my top vote.
I have a co-worker who took out a car loan last week at, wait for it, FIFTY THREE PERCENT INTEREST! No concept of what that was costing her. She could only see, “I can afford the monthly payment.”
(1 + r)^n and its friend 1/(1 + r)^n have been the two most important concepts in work and personal life that I’ve ever learned and applied.
I know several of those. One I don’t see listed is stuff made here. If you’re a fan of backyard scientist, you’re gonna love stuff made here.
Smarter everyday is really a special one. The way that guy involves his kids and his own boyish excitement when he finally gets an experiment right is downright heartwarming. Then there was the whole episode checking in on physics girl. He had no particular incentive to do that. He just really seems to care.
Boof bro will personally take up this case and see to it that a former president is immune from liquor license requirements. HE LIKES BEER!