Category Archives: Rich

Justifiable Homicide

December 10, 2024 – 12:29 pm

Last weekend early in the morning a lone gunman in a hoodie walked up to Brian Johnson, the CEO of UnitedHealthcare, America’s largest health proxy, outside a Manhattan Marriott hotel and shot the chief executive three times with a pistol. All chest shots. The assailant jumped on an Ebike and fled into Central Park. Mr. […]

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LOLITAS ON THE SUBWAY 1977

July 11, 2024 – 3:37 pm

Lolitas on the subway Taunting all men’s desires A finger pulls apart the school uniform Fourteen and ripe with power Ingenue eyes asking, “You want to watch?” And what man can refuse Lolitas’ lost lips Mocking at all men. Their peals of teenage lust echoing of tiled walls Going home Thumpbam Thump bam Thump thump […]

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The Plight of a Billionairess – 2009

May 2, 2024 – 6:46 pm

Back in 2008 a shoe dropped on the world economy week. The downturn was unlike anything I had seen since gas crisis of 1973. One spring weekend in 2009 I couldn’t take any more bad news and fled New York for the bucolic hills of Dutchess County. My good friend AC picked me up at […]

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HEAD OUT ON THE HIGHWAY by Peter Nolan Smith

March 30, 2023 – 9:47 am

Throughout 2017 I worked in Greenwich, Connecticut on a $4 million house for Mumbles. The Washington DC native considered himself very smart in business. I would have felt the same, if I was living off a trust fund, but Foakley was too smart for his own good and the project languished with his every indecision. […]

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THE TRUE REWARD OF A LIE by Peter Nolan Smith

September 14, 2022 – 11:06 am

My flight from Bangkok via Taipei and Anchorage to JFK in 2008 lasted almost thirty-six hours. I wished the trip had taken even longer since I had nothing to gain in America, however we landed stateside on time ending the longest Sunday of my life. The immigration officer asked how long I had been out […]

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