Donald Trump can be amazing at spin, when he's not being a pig or sexist dinosaur. The latest example: when the real estate loudmouth masterfully tricked a Late Show audience into applauding his latest business bankruptcy.
Japan's finance minister resigned over this video of him sleeping and slurring at a G-7 meeting in Rome. If he was drunk, he wouldn't be the first to buckle under economic stress.
Donald Trump's casino group is expected to file for bankruptcy, the Wall Street Journal said, less than two weeks before the new Celebrity Apprentice starts. This is among Trump's most embarrassing failures.
Dear seasoned, aggressive newspaper reporter: Time to let go of that precious "dream" and learn to see the virtue in, say, running a titty bar. The Wall Street Journal's underminers think so, anyway.
For a president elected on a platform of hope, Barack Obama sure knows how to throw around the doom and gloom when he wants to rise above the trifles of the Beltway political game.
You know what's great about making $19,000 a year catering to obscenely wealthy art collectors? When the recession hits, you can laugh at your laid-off banker friends!
Oh, look, someone started "Dating a Banker Anonymous," where vapid women meet to whine about the empty lives they chose and the broke, impotent men they are now stuck with.
Nouriel Roubini has made it clear he'd rather be known for his prescient economic predictions than his playboy lifestyle. But his parties are catnip for the media who inflated his reputation.
New York magazine, the bible of an entire class of affluent aspirationals, has already cut its masthead; now, it's instituting widespread pay cuts. In the "All New"economy, its audience is fading away.
Don't pretend that the economy is all bad. Lottery ticket sales are booming! American states are beaming at the prospect of closing their yawning budget gaps with the final dollars of the desperate poor.
Marcus Schrenker, the accused Indiana insurance swindler who staged a plane crash, nearly ended his life as dramatically as he fake-ended it this past weekend.
Fortune magazine wants to send all the bad Wall Street people straight to jail—for ripping you off! Do you think Fortune knows the meaning of 'cognitive dissonance?'
Marcus Schrenker is surely one of the most memorable villains to emerge in the financial crisis: The "wealth management" advisor is believed to have crashed an airplane to fake his own death.
Uniball figures that between the Madoff scandal, mortgage crisis and high-pitched Law & Order cop S. Epatha Merkerson, it will sell a metric fuckton of pens to panicked individual investors. So it shot the ad below. As Videogum notes, it is heart-poundingly terrifying, for a ballpoint pen ad.
Robert Rubin, a senior counselor and director at Citigroup who helped steer the megabank into taking on more risk, is quitting amid a firestorm of criticism. Why? Because he's "tired."
With bonuses slashed, investment bankers are starting to turn on their own. The year money forgot saw a handful of opportunistic contrarians stack up the tall dollars. Now they're getting cut down in the press.
We were wondering about those odd title frames flashing in between an segments of an interview with Barack Obama on the Rachel Maddow Show (like "Obama♥GOP"). Left in by someone in production?
The Brits suddenly love squirrel! And so will we, probably: the critters run $3 each, and the Times concedes they seem perfect for a recession.
One of the biggest brand-called-you practitioners is calling the whole notion into question. Tech pundit Sarah Lacy publishes in four or five media and wonders what the point is.
Everyone wants a neat explanation of the panic that destroyed the economy and put the government in charge of Wall Street. Good luck with that! Here's a look back on the year money forgot.
