#bankruptcy baby

[lost-carcosa]

elon musk is not playing four dimensional chess.

He’s playing tic-tac-toe. Against himself. And losing.

[aestariiwilderness]

The sheer moral bankruptcy. She didn't even want any press. She was desperately reaching for help and they couldn't even give her the time of day. They couldn't even take the oh-so-controversial action of talking privately to a terrified Jewish mother of a young American hostage.

That says everything you need to know about the people who refused her. And it says more than enough about the rabid Jew-hatred/antisemitism out there. You can pretend it's "about Israel" or "Zionism" or "Palestine" all you like. You can make up whatever obvious blood libel you want about Israel to distract from what Hamas is doing; you can even futilely try to justify or negate the utterly unjustifiable, to protect terrorists, rapists, baby-nappers, and murderers. But in your heart, you know the truth. In your heart, you know it's wrong.

[agentfascinateur]

The Gaza children's holocaust, still not a "major" operation say the US...

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The racism is showing, majorly.

[eyobis-andthe-bunnycats]

Had a very stressful day at work and couldn't even get my favorite snackie from my favorite corner store. Rude

[tomorrowusa]

A loser is somebody who thinks Trump is a highly successful businessman because he portrayed one on TV – with massive amount of help from editors.

The myth of Donald Trump's success in business is shattered

You claim that the MSNBC article is biased because it happens to be from MSNBC? Well, the conservative American Enterprise Institute makes pretty much the same point.

Trump’s Tax Returns Show Simply That He’s a Lousy Businessman

You have to try to be this bad in the casino business.

Would you consider somebody who went bankrupt 6 times to be successful? Me neither.

The Apprentice gave him a chance to whitewash his past public image as a loser.

Donald Trump is a nepo baby who squandered the money he got from his real estate tycoon daddy.

The only thing Trump was ever good at in his life is scamming people.

Don't let anybody get away with saying that Trump is good at business. 😅

[bunny-is-cute]

One of my favorite parts of “Tell Me True”

Excerpt from Chapter 22

As Husk and Angel entered the sterile confines of St. An's hospital, they were greeted by the sight of Vegas lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by a web of IV tubes and monitors. Despite the machines beeping softly in the background, Vegas appeared peaceful, his breathing steady as he slept.

Belphegor, the Sin of Sloth and the doctor in charge of Vegas's case approached them with a somber expression. "Husk, Angel Dust, I'm glad you're here," she began, his voice tinged with sympathy as he gestured towards Vegas's bed. "We caught the meningitis just in time before it became fatal, and Vegas is responding well to the medication. However, I'm afraid the meningitis has caused some damage."

Husk's heart sank at Belphegor's words, his gaze flickering towards Vegas with a mix of worry and sadness. "What kind of damage?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he braced himself for the worst.

Belphegor hesitated for a moment before continuing, his expression grave. "I’m sorry to say but Vegas lost his hearing," she explained, his words heavy with regret. "It's a common complication in cases like his, but it doesn't make it any easier."

Husk’s hand tightened in Angel’s while the spider's breath caught in his throat as he absorbed the news. His eyes welled up with tears as he looked at Vegas lying so still in the hospital bed. "But... will he ever regain his hearing?" Angel asked, his voice trembling with emotion.

Belphegor shook her head sadly. "I'm afraid it's unlikely," she admitted, his voice gentle but firm. "However, we will do everything we can to help Vegas adjust to his new reality and provide him with the support he needs."

Husk and Angel exchanged a glance, their hearts heavy with grief for their precious kitten. But as they looked at Vegas, still peacefully asleep despite the challenges he faced, they knew that together. “Can…I go be with him?” Husk asked.

“Yes but only one parent at a time and do not take the other babies with you,” she advised.

“Okay,” Husk said and turned to Angel, who already had his arm out to take Noir in. “Go be with our son. We’ll wait for you,” he said as he gently kissed Husk on the lips.

Husk nodded and was soon escorted to get dressed and gowned up to visit his son. Angel smiled at Vegas, “I knew you were strong Vegas…I’m just sorry you lost your hearing,” he said and carried the babies toward the waiting room.

Husk was disinfected and scrubbed in to see his son. He never realized how small Vegas was since he’d grown since his birth. The baby looked so fragile, but he soon opened his eyes, revealing his pink irises that were once heavy with drugs. As soon as he saw Husk, he smiled and began kicking a bit, his four hands reaching up for his Dada.

Husk smiled and reached out to touch his son’s hands with his long claw. Vegas’s hands wrapped around the claw and smiled happily. The former overlord smiled warmly, “there’s my boy,” he said and it just occurred to him that he would never hear his voice again. He looked around and saw a nurse, “can I pick him up?” He asked though he felt a bit ridiculous to ask permission to hold his flesh and blood.

The Baphomet nurse looked at Husk and was stunned shocked before fainting like a goat. He didn’t know what her problem was. Still, he looked back and slowly he moved his hands to scoop up the baby. He was mindful of the IVs and he held his boy close, letting himself purr. Vegas seemed to like Husk’s purring as he settled against the cat’s chest affectionately.

Maybe this could be his special way of letting Vegas know he was loved. The kitten may not be able to hear him say the words, but the rumbling in his chest as Husk purred would be his way of telling him how much he loved his boy…

[keeps-ache]

i should learn to make hash browns

[races-stupid-cigar]

Hey, Martin? Does this mean that Cast Members at Disneyland/California Adventure have plushes of that adorable little bird from Runaway Railway on their shoulders? Or was that something you came up with on your own that you'd like to see? Because I didn't know that bird actually had a name until like 10 minutes ago and I'm kinda losing my cool over your tags now lmao

He's just a little guy seatbelted in for safety

In galaxy's edge several workers have porgs in their scarves or pockets little dudes every where no where else did they have shoulder plush on workers but most of the popular ones have been sold out anyways so maybe they could idk

[rodspurethoughts]

Bed Bath & Beyond Files for Chapter 11 Bankruptcy, Secures $240 Million Financing for Wind Down

Bed Bath & Beyond Inc. has filed voluntary petitions for relief under Chapter 11 of the U.S. Bankruptcy Code to wind down its businesses while conducting a limited marketing process to solicit interest in one or more sales of its assets. The company has secured approximately $240 million in debtor-in-possession financing to support operations during the Chapter 11 process. While the company has…

[market-daily]

With a Grim Announcement, Bed Bath & Beyond Takes Another Hit

Bed Bath & Beyond: After experiencing yet another huge setback on Thursday, Bed Bath & Beyond announced a developing crisis.

The firm claimed that it lacked the money to pay its debts in full.

A dreadful bankruptcy notice was issued as a result of the company failing to make payments on its JPMorgan credit line.

Later on Thursday after hours, shares of Bed Bath & Beyond dropped, momentarily halting trading.

The market value of the shares dropped by 22% to close at about $295 million.

The news

In a securities filing, Bed Bath & Beyond stated that it lacked the funds to repay the debts secured by the Credit Facilities.

Without sufficient resources, the company might need to consider other options.

One of its options is to restructure its obligations in line with the US Bankruptcy Code.

Bed Bath & Beyond is now working to cut costs by doing a range of actions, like:

Closing stores

Lowering capital expenditures

Negotiating lease deals with landlords

The company did issue a warning, noting that the measures might not be successful.

[viktorhater]

so many wannabe ccs move to Brighton’s and can’t afford it 😭😭😭 Molly and max had to move in because they can’t afford to live by themselves LMFAO

lmao?????

[alpha-mag-media]

BuyBuy Baby confirms its comeback after filing for bankruptcy – but shoppers must throw away their gift cards | In Trend Today

BuyBuy Baby confirms its comeback after filing for bankruptcy – but shoppers must throw away their gift cards Read Full Text or Full Article on MAG NEWS

[tomorrowusa]

This POLITICO article is from 2019. But little mentioned in its content has substantively changed since then except that Trump is out of office.

There are few things less real than so called "reality shows". And Trump's Apprentice shows were even less real than most of that genre.

A lot of Trump supporters are unaware that he is a nepo baby who was known mostly as a self-promoting publicity hound who suffered a string of business failures and bankruptcies prior to making it big with the Apprentice.

Who is Donald Trump? Ask Americans and many of them will describe a self-made billionaire, a business tycoon of unfathomable success. In research recently published in Political Behavior, we found that voters are not simply uninformed about President Trump’s biographical background, but misinformed—and that misinformation has serious political consequences. Large swaths of the public believe the Trump myth. Across three surveys of eligible voters from 2016 to 2018, we found that as many as half of all Americans do not know that he was born into a very wealthy family. And while Americans are divided along party lines in their assessment of Trump’s performance as president, misperceptions regarding his financial background are found among Democrats and Republicans. The narrative of Trump as self-made is simply false. Throughout his life, the president has downplayed the role his father, real estate developer Fred Trump, played in his success, claiming it was “limited to a small loan of $1 million.” That isn’t true, of course: A comprehensive New York Times investigation last year estimated that over the course of his lifetime, the younger Trump received more than $413 million in today’s dollars from his father. While this exact figure was not known before the Times’ report, it was a matter of record that by the mid-1980s, Trump had been loaned at least $14 million by his father, was loaned at least $3.5 million more in 1990, had borrowed several more million against his inheritance in the 1990s after many of his ventures failed, and had benefited enormously from his father’s political connections and co-signing on loans early in his career as a builder.

Yep, The Donald was a rich kid who spent his dad's money rather poorly. While his father Fred was despicable in his own right, at least HE really did have a successful real estate empire.

When people do discover the true story behind Trump, attitudes about him are changed in a statistically noticeable way.

On perceptions of business acumen, which are higher across both parties, the information regarding Fred Trump’s role in his son’s business success is equally important. Democrats reduce their perceptions of Trump as a good businessman by 6 points, while Republican perceptions decline by 9 points.

And the producers of the Apprentice series had to do a lot of work just to keep up Trump's image.

Apprentice Producers Struggled to Make Trump—and His Decisions—Seem Coherent

The producers were the real (evil) geniuses of the series – not Trump.

Putting the series together was incredibly time consuming. According to journalist Patrick Radden Keefe in the MSNBC clip below, they would have to shoot 300 hours of footage for every 1 hour they actually aired. That is some serious editing for a "reality" show.

Mark Burnett was the metaphorical man behind the curtain pulling the levers of Trump's business image.

In close contests, it takes only a small percentage of votes to change an electoral outcome. The reality about Trump's business image is an additional tool we can use to gnaw away at his vote totals.

[reclusivedouche]

On hold with one of my creditors to let them know I'm a broke bitch who can't pay

[san8ny]

‘HITTIN MY PHONE IS SO RIGHT !

?: You can’t seem to put an end to a salacious affair between you and your boss. However, lately with the new cameras being installed around units, it’s getting increasingly risky for you two. What’ll it be, your job or Abby’s? / A.A x Fem!Reader

!: hellurrrr.. xD haven’t proof-read this ngl bc my eyes hurt/ ALSO AN OLD DRAFT I HATE..im srry :P

“Fuckin’ hell..she’s just clamping onto me..” Abby coos from where her head is thrown back on the office chair; you, on her lap, rocking your hips deliciously into her, each snap feeling like a tidal wave of pleasure surging through Abby’s veins. You’d never in a hundred years think this would be a common event that took place between you and your employer after hours, a dirty secret that was buried deep within Abby’s Law-Firm.

“S-shitttt, don’t speak like that..” You whine, digits burying themself into Abby’s Golden locks when it seems like her pace speeds up; “Can’t when this messy cunt ‘s talking to me..” Abby takes a sharp inhale of air when you rip open the first two buttons of her blazer, scattering across the room.

“Not fair..’wanna take ‘em off..” You whine, wrapping your arms tighter around your lovers neck— soft tits pressed up into Abby’s face where she sneakily kisses around your areola, taking a nipple into her warm mouth, earning a weak huff from you.

“Shh..gotta be quiet, doll..can’t risk having you heard.” She whispers against your skin, pulling you down to press a messy kiss against your lips, “that I have ‘fuckin favorites…”; You shriek when she manages to slam you even harder on the XL strap, the one that’s tied oh-so-perfectly around her hips.

The buzzing on her desk brings her away from your lips and her attention instead, is on the lit-up phone, grabbing it with ease as she maintains a rhythm with how she bounces you, caller ID reading OWEN.

“Not this timing..” She groans, shushing your mewls once again when she takes your head and slightly angles it into her neck as an attempt to muffle your noises while she takes the call; “Get to the point.”

While she talks, you sink your teeth into her nape unexpectedly, illiciting a dirty, guttural moan from Abby to the point she almost lets the phone slip out of her grasp, “Uh..you okay?” Owen asks, confused at what was happening on the other end of the phone as he peels an orange; Abby hums at this, poorly trying to reaffirm Owen with eyes clenched closed as you leave harsh hickeys on her neck, ones she’d have to indefinitely cover up all week with series of collered pantsuits.

“P-please, ‘Abs..”You pant, saliva stretching from your quivering lips to her bruised neck. Abby pathetically caves in, murmuring mantras of ‘hear you, baby’ into the humid office air, head spinning and the call long forgotten as she throws it across the desk; her obsession with you ran deep, from the very moment you stepped into the office scene, all pencil skirts and painted lips— you were something she needed around here, and maybe the only thing that kept her hauled up in this shit-hole while all her other colleagues ran themselves into bankruptcy and alcoholism.

“I’ll give it to my sweet girl, ‘always do..ah—? S-she just needs to be ‘fuckin patient..” Abby’s breath hitching when you scrape your nailbeds across her, now, unclothed back. “You’re so—o ‘fuckin nasty..begging to fuck when they’ve installed surveillance every square inch of the damn place—love my pretty g-girl..”

“G-gna cum, pleaseee.. if you keep ‘talkin to me like t—this!” You stutter out with furrowed brows, annoyance and arousal a mixture when she picks you up and slams you directly against the desk now, a stark contrast to where you two were meekly teasing eachother earlier on her swivel chair but shit, does this angle make you take her even deeper..

After some time of her relentlessly pounding into you, and tears falling from your glossy eyes, down your full cheeks— you finally crack. This doesn’t end it, no, because after 2 orgasms ripped out of you— Abby leans down and kisses your cheek softly, her lips lingering condescendingly, “one more before we go, hm? Then we’ll clock out and i’ll take us home, baby”, all while two fingers work figure 8’s on your puffy clit, soothing you through the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Home?

You look at her up from heavy lidded eyes, sleep wanting to consume you completely but you oblige, mewling when Abby lowers herself to her knees and begins kitten-licking at your sensitive pussy; maybe you were obsessed with the blonde as much as she was with you, even if it could cost you both your jobs potentially one day.