As the financial crisis grew, even Jim Cramer found it hard to explain.In the absence of that even, it would be a perfectly reasonable sentence. With it in there, the implication seems to be that Jim Cramer, a performance artist on CNBC, is generally in the business of explication. I mean, here's a guy whose job it is to get boneheaded "day traders and market buffs" to throw more of their money into the various schemes that populated Wall Street and its satellites right up to the big kablooey in which we currently reside. He pimped get-rich-quick con games to inadequate white dudes who could just as profitably spent their time with black folk and old people playing their numbers at the convenience store. He represented the glib post-industrial, debtor-economy assurance that something would always come from nothing. The ability to deploy jargon is not the same as understanding, let alone expertise, and since I, a refugee from the Humanities, schooled in useless effluvia like the poetry of Donne and the cultcrit nonsense of a lot of grand Europeans, am perfectly able to explain the roots and progression of the current state of affairs in terms almost any moron can understand, we are left with three possible conclusions: a.) that Jim Cramer is no ordinary moron; b.) that Jim Cramer, and financial media in general, are still carrying water for their masters; and c.) both of the above.
-The Times
Monday, September 29, 2008
Misplaced Modifiers
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gUkbdjetlY8
Doh. Sorry, here's the link. Why do I keep fucking that up?
See also.
"He pimped get-rich-quick con games to inadequate white dudes who could just as profitably spent their time with black folk and old people playing their numbers at the convenience store."
I would've said pitching pennies, for the image it conjures up alone, but fine. Pitching pennies is a surer thing.
you obviously haven't EVEN read Stay Mad for Life: Get Rich, Stay Rich (Make Your Kids Even Richer) or else you wouldn't still be living with your mom rent free and blogging from her cat urine and Cheeto powder soiled basement couch. this substanceless attack on Jim Cramer stinks of rank jealousy, resentment and despair. and sexism.
my previous comment should have read "masturbatory substanceless attack."
Anonymous, you make me ashamed at being an anonymous. The cheetos thing wasn't funny the first time, nor is it funny the fifty-third. Obviously, IOZ desperately yearns to be the exact opposite kind of loser you describe. His is the sort that spends too much of his own money on sea salt that he can throw around his carefully decorated flat, probably while wearing whatever the finicky gay man's equivalent is of a smoking jacket. Also, he doesn't have a mother; he has a testtube. Piss off.
Who is Jim Cramer? is what I wanna know.
That white powder ain't sea salt. Otherwise, yes.
I find Jim Cramer to be really interesting character... by which I mean loathsome. He's the dickjaw in the office who always brays in a CROWDED BAR TONE OF VOICE about Bud fucking Selig and the goddamn designated hitter rule... so offensively insecure that he forces people to pretend to take an interest in whatever random shit he has to say, just in hopes that he'll shut the fuck up soon.
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I'm sorry, who were we talking about?
He's the dickjaw in the office who always brays in a CROWDED BAR TONE OF VOICE about Bud fucking Selig and the goddamn designated hitter rule...
stopitstopitSTOPIT!
I'm already at work. I don't need to be reminded of what's being regurgitated across the cube farm aisle while I blog. to whit:
"IT IS WHAT IT IS. WHY DON'T YOU GET SOMEONE OUT FROM PECO TO MOVE THE LINE SO WE CAN PROCEED AS SCHEDULED? EVERY TIME I GOTTA TELL YA THIS. HOW `BOUT THEM IGGLES. CHRIST."
I don't know where people get their ideas for their Voice of Authority, maybe in the middle of a mid-afternoon bowel purge/squeeze session, but I do hope that it sounds better through his thick skull.
Compare to Peter Schiff vs. the braying jackasses of Faux News, 2006, on the housing market. He's got guts. Peter Schiff for lesser-of-evils 2012!
P.S. I'm a different anonymous - actually, Bob Weber
I'm sorry, who were we talking about?
Admiral Stockdale?
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