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Pieces of Shit / BET ON CRAZY by Peter Nolan Smith

December 30, 2010 – 8:46 pm

My opinion of people is based on the premise that we are all the same. Everyone wants good for themselves, their families, and friends. Adolf Hitler is the exception instead of the rule, however my boss on 47th Street holds people in a different regard. The year was 1994. All people are pieces of shit.” […]

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Surrender to the Rich

December 9, 2010 – 8:10 am

The chasm between the very rich and the poor in the USA was once separated by the middle class. The poor could rise to that status, but no one could become very rich, for the masses are mostly denied the three ways to get rich; birth, marriage, or theft. Birth is strictly a gene lottery. […]

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GOLD AND GUNS / Bet on Crazy by Peter Nolan Smith

September 15, 2010 – 11:58 pm

The price of gold was fixed at $35 after WWII. President Nixon allowed gold to float freely against the dollar in 1971. The London fixed price has climbed precipitously in the last two years to achieve and all-time high against the dollar and people in the USa and other countries are eager to monetize old […]

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Monday Monday

August 30, 2010 – 3:21 pm

The weekend was long. A Friday night drive to Easthampton. Dinner and wine followed by drinks. Sleep till 9am. A swim in the ocean. Rough waves and vicious riptides. Saturday night was more of the same and Sunday was a repeat of the previous evening. 24 bottles of wine between 5 people accompanied by sundry […]

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SCHNORER /Bet On Crazy by Peter Nolan Smith

July 28, 2010 – 7:16 am

After I made a sandwich at my desk, Richie Boy grabbed a slice of salami. Our sharing more than food throughout our twenty-year friendship didn’t deter my protests against his poaching. “I see you have no shame in being a schnorrer!” “Only cause I learn from the best.” Richie Boy popped the peppery slice in […]

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