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Didn't he already burn his green card as a bus full of Albert Einsteins applauded?He needs to move back to Charleston so he can maintain the trailers.
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Didn't he already burn his green card as a bus full of Albert Einsteins applauded?He needs to move back to Charleston so he can maintain the trailers.
If he wants to create an endowment for trans activism professors he should sell the trailers semi-immediately (not saying he shouldn't at least try to get a good price) and do what all endowments do: invest it in an index fund, whatever the Canadian equivalent of a Roth IRA is and so on.I'm going to do something monumentally stupid and give Rhys some free advice:
Rhys likes to shit on business majors, but we're the ones who know how to deal with money. Why anybody pays to learn about anything other than finance is beyond me. Majoring in management was probably the biggest mistake of my life. Once the money is taken care of, you can do whatever the hell you want.
- He's counting on the trailers being worth something when he dies. They won't be. Chances are they've already begun to lose value with the housing market slump. This will pass by the end of the decade, but he is not getting the money back that he put in. That's not the end of the world, but the income from those properties need to be put aside for a downpayment on their replacements. Trailers are cheap and he owns the land, it's time to think about what's going to happen when the buildings are unlivable. Do you sell them for peanuts or tear down and put up new construction?
- Being an absentee landlord is damn dangerous. Rhys is a self identified handyman. He needs to move back to Charleston so he can maintain the trailers. I'm not talking about being nice to the tenants, everybody knows Rhys doesn't give a flying fuck about them, but so he can put off replacing them for as long as possible.
- Rhys should not be spending one penny of his rental income. If he's dreaming about $2M, he is not wealthy enough to be spending money on himself.
- I know that he hates America and especially South Carolina, but that's where his money is and he needs to be there to oversee it.
- He should never go this long between buying properties. If he's going to make his money in real estate, he needs to act like it. People who buy and sell houses... buy and sell houses. He's trying to be a slum lord, but he isn't trying nearly hard enough.
- Rhys needs to find the joy in working. Lazy men do not accrue wealth on their own. It is impossible. I expect a PhD to know this.
Everyday I'm amazed that he isn't selling micro shares in his trailers. I mean come the fuck on tell me a more profitable scam they won't extradite him for.If he wants to create an endowment for trans activism professors he should sell the trailers semi-immediately (not saying he shouldn't at least try to get a good price) and do what all endowments do: invest it in an index fund, whatever the Canadian equivalent of a Roth IRA is and so on.
For a people opposed to working who decry the evils of capitalism constantly they sure don't take advantage of any of the passive investments it provides. Apparently not even when they've already stocked up on idle capital they plan to just ignore.
Well, we have group homes for other kinds of retards. They should definitely have tard wranglers of some kind, though.“A group home for trans people?”
"We are all virtuoso novelists, who find ourselves engaged in all sorts of behaviour. . . and we always put the best 'faces' on it we can. We try to make all of our material cohere into a single good story. And that story is our autobiography. The chief fictional character at the centre of that autobiography is one’s self."
“Our fundamental tactic of self-protection, self-control, and self-definition is not spinning webs or building dams, but telling stories, and more particularly concocting and controlling the story we tell others—and ourselves—about who we are.”
The aspiration to explicit narrative self-articulation is natural for some—for some, perhaps, it may be helpful—but in others it’s unnatural and ruinous. My suspicion is that it almost always does more harm than good—that the narrative tendency to look for story or narrative coherence in one’s life is, in general, a gross hindrance to self-understanding: to a just, general, practically real sense, implicit or explicit, of one’s nature. It’s well known that telling and retelling one’s past leads to changes, smoothings, enhancements, shifts away from the facts, and research by Nader, LeDoux, and others has shown that this process (“reconsolidation”) isn’t just a charged psychological foible. It turns out to be an inevitable neurophysiological consequence of the process of laying down memories that every studied conscious recall of past events brings an alteration. The implication is plain: the more you recall, retell, narrate yourself, the further you risk moving away from accurate self-understanding, from the truth of your being. Some are constantly telling their daily experiences to others in a storying way and with great gusto. They’re drifting ever further off the truth.
How did she become Governor if she's the only person in the state not out for trans blood?
I'm going to assume that Isabella Riley Moody, whoever that is, never stopped being against gays.
Telling kids to be proud of being gay is grooming, which Rhys is very keen on doing for the sake of his life-partner. Telling adult to be proud of being gay is just silly: if, as they found of saying, they were "born this way", then why should it matter if they are proud or not? I don't eat because someone tell me to be proud of eating.
Useless ideological grifter shares conspiracy theory reports The Daily Beast.
Need some alpacas to keep the lawn clipped though. Know where any can be bought for cheap?Well, we have group homes for other kinds of retards. They should definitely have tard wranglers of some kind, though.
Is he allowed on a plane at his current weight?I wonder if DOCTOR McKinnon has ever answered a call for doctors on an airplane.
Sure, I don't think he's outgrown seatbelt extenders yet. He might even still be a one-seater, albeit the kind that makes neighboring passengers say "Omigaaaahd, I thought this only happened in newspaper cartoons."Is he allowed on a plane at his current weight?
Can't see the other tweets but I don't think he's even saying this, I think he's saying that him just putting Dr. Veronica Ivy down on things like his display name makes people upset and yell at him. I don't think this actually happens.People don't get annoyed with you for using 'dr' because they don't understand what a PhD is, it's because it's a faux pas to use it outside of where it's relevant. I work in the medical field and I know plenty of medical doctors and a few of my friends have PhDs; I call them by their usual name unless it's in the field of their expertise, because otherwise you're implicitly appealing to authority. For example when the good doctor goes on tv shows using his title when his PhD is in philosophy of language (which you think would mean he'd know this better than anyone) to argue law and athletic performance when he's a middle aged male 'athlete' who barely cracks a 3 plate squat after literal decades of his 'athletic career'. It's like if a clinical psychologist was discussing electrical engineering and introduced himself constantly as doctor so and so. It's just completely graceless
We'll know he got stuck in the bathroom of a 737 when Rhys starts calling Boeing transphobic.
The work he did for his doctorate (his famous book "Why You Don't Need To Know What You're Talking About") was thoroughly acceptable, if uninspired, turn-the-crank language philosophizing. You can find copies online, and if you flip through it you'll see that he uses conventional forms of argumentation and cites reputable sources in the proper format.Which ever school gave this man a doctorate should have it credentials pulled.