New Track: Jay-Z – Brooklyn (We Go Hard) Produced by Kanye West
Check out Jay-Z’s new “Brooklyn We Go Hard,” featuring Santogold and production by Kanye West. The song will reportedly appear on both Jay-Z’s upcoming Blueprint 3 and the Notorious movie soundtrack.
Jay-Z – Brooklyn (We Go Hard) Produced by Kanye West
The Rest is Up to You…
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA El Campeón De La Gente
The Guide to Getting More Out of Life
The Guide to Getting More Out of Travel
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
Rakontur, the guys behind Cocaine Cowboys have launched their Clubland Miami series. Clubland Miami is the story of Mynt Lounge Owner Roberto Caan and his former Partners Nicola Siervo, former NBA player Rony Seikaly, Karim Masri (of Hotel Astor and Metro Kitchen + Bar), and Linley Edwards.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA El Campeón De La Gente
The Guide to Getting More Out of Life
The Guide to Getting More Out of Travel
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
Ace Hood “Ride or Die” feat. Trey Songz (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
“The glamour is back,”an unseen announcer proclaimed to the crowd as the lights dimmed to start the 2008 Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show. Surely she was speaking about the renovated Fontainebleau Hotel in Miami Beach, which hosted the event. The seductive lingerie line has always been about making the masses feel glamorous.
The runway show, with a pink-carpet entrance and supermodels including Adriana Lima and Alessandra Ambrosio, was the highlight of the Fontainebleau’s weekend-long grand reopening festivities, and it didn’t disappoint. Saturday night was packed with spectacle: raining confetti, a hot pop star (Usher), the Victoria’s Secret angel wings, a $5 million diamond-encrusted bra, even fireworks in front of the hotel’s famed facade.
It’s not the first time the annual event has hit Miami, but was the first time it was filmed here for television. In 2004, producers gave up the TV program in lieu of a four-city Angels Across America tour to promote the Victoria’s Secret brand, stopping in New York, Miami, Las Vegas and Los Angeles.
Chris R sent me this must read article a while back by Michael Lewis. Michael Lewis wrote one of my favorite book’s Liar’s Poker: Rising Through the Wreckage on Wall Street.
“When I sat down to write my account of the experience in 1989—Liar’s Poker, it was called—it was in the spirit of a young man who thought he was getting out while the getting was good. I was merely scribbling down a message on my way out and stuffing it into a bottle for those who would pass through these parts in the far distant future.
Unless some insider got all of this down on paper, I figured, no future human would believe that it happened.
I thought I was writing a period piece about the 1980s in America. Not for a moment did I suspect that the financial 1980s would last two full decades longer or that the difference in degree between Wall Street and ordinary life would swell into a difference in kind. I expected readers of the future to be outraged that back in 1986, the C.E.O. of Salomon Brothers, John Gutfreund, was paid $3.1 million; I expected them to gape in horror when I reported that one of our traders, Howie Rubin, had moved to Merrill Lynch, where he lost $250 million; I assumed they’d be shocked to learn that a Wall Street C.E.O. had only the vaguest idea of the risks his traders were running. What I didn’t expect was that any future reader would look on my experience and say, “How quaint.”
I had no great agenda, apart from telling what I took to be a remarkable tale, but if you got a few drinks in me and then asked what effect I thought my book would have on the world, I might have said something like, “I hope that college students trying to figure out what to do with their lives will read it and decide that it’s silly to phony it up and abandon their passions to become financiers.” I hoped that some bright kid at, say, Ohio State University who really wanted to be an oceanographer would read my book, spurn the offer from Morgan Stanley, and set out to sea.
Somehow that message failed to come across. Six months after Liar’s Poker was published, I was knee-deep in letters from students at Ohio State who wanted to know if I had any other secrets to share about Wall Street. They’d read my book as a how-to manual.
In the two decades since then, I had been waiting for the end of Wall Street. The outrageous bonuses, the slender returns to shareholders, the never-ending scandals, the bursting of the internet bubble, the crisis following the collapse of Long-Term Capital Management: Over and over again, the big Wall Street investment banks would be, in some narrow way, discredited. Yet they just kept on growing, along with the sums of money that they doled out to 26-year-olds to perform tasks of no obvious social utility. The rebellion by American youth against the money culture never happened. Why bother to overturn your parents’ world when you can buy it, slice it up into tranches, and sell off the pieces?
At some point, I gave up waiting for the end. There was no scandal or reversal, I assumed, that could sink the system. ”
