#golf shirts nike

[gloxk]

Think she grippin’ on my dick but that’s my gun baby~

(Eren Y.)

A/n: Lil sum sum— srry fa neglecting yall. My schedule is so fuckkkkkeedd. But, I got sum more ‘plug’ eren comin up for my luvz. Anyway I hope yall enjoy this my luvz🫶🏽!

Synopsis: First link w Eren Yeager after not seeing him in a long time. ♥︎

Warning (s): Gun kink , dirty talk, Eren talking you through it, Mentions of drugs, riding an inanimate object, f/m, Uhm like reader calls him sir? Pet names, Needy s*x, Smut, ovi. girl yk the deal 17+ around here!

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You kicked your feet while biting your bottom lip, “Yeah, I know you miss me, baby.” You cheesed at his comments. Eren knew exactly what to say, his words were so sweet and slick. “Of course I miss you ren. When you gon come see me?” You heard his music blaring through his speakers. This boy really had you thinking about him every second of the day and night. “Whatchu mean? I’m outside right now ma.” You nearly took flight running down to the front door. It felt like time was nothing more than a mere interference with your speed. You swung your door open , your smile instantly dropped looking at your empty driveway “Fucking asshole, you lied.” He cackled as if you said something funny. “Nah I’m here.” He flicked his head lights grabbing your attention, you forgot his car was completely black. You didn’t understand why he would make his Hellcat so dark. Didn’t he want people to see it?

You smiled seeing him get out of his car, he looked so fucking fine in his Nike tech. To say you were nervous was an understatement, you were terrified. Knees nearly buckled as Eren approached the door. You gulped back your salvia, it felt like swallowing a golf ball. “Heyyy baby.” His lips met your cheek, it’s been so long since you saw Eren. His voice held a sweet tang and a long draw to it. His fragrance was a mix of Dior Sauvage and Backwoods. His eyes spoke for themselves; red and low. “Eren—are you high?” you pulled his face closer to yours. Examining his eyes—yeah, he was fucking hammered. “When am I not?” He flashed his pearly whites, you always wonder how he got his teeth so nice and white. If perfection was a human it had to be him, there was no visible flaw within that man. “You gonna smoke your brain away if you keep it up.” You closed the door and walked with him up to your bedroom. Eren looked at you with a soft expression, his eyes locked on to yours. “Aww, you care about me, baby? Fine, I guess I have no choice but to do as you wish.”He jokingly replied. Eren didn’t have many people who cared for him, so it was nice to know you were one of the very few.

Eren found himself in your bed once again, he nuzzled into your neck while a basic Netflix movie played. He wasn’t particularly interested in the movie, and you were aware of this. But he acted like he was excited to watch it. Your hands ran over his thigh grazing over his dick. Fingertips wrapping around it. “Damn Ren, you must be very happy to see me huh?” you giggle sinking into your bed lining. Eren's dark jade eyes met yours, the lower part of his face was covered by his hand. Unbeknownst to you, he had a new hand tattoo; a skeleton face—damn he looked fine. “That ain’t my dick, that’s my gun baby.” He laid on his back, his shirt slightly lifting revealing the weapon. You couldn’t resist wrapping your fingers around the handle of his gun; it was calling your name. You held it in your hand admiring the weapon, it alone held the power to remove a soul from this world.

“You like it?” he took the gun away from your grasp. He parted your thighs placing the cold metal against your cunt. “Yes sir.” You bit your lip at the sheer cold touching you. The hairs on your neck stood up, it was so dangerous, it turned you on. He slid your panties over letting the blistering cold metal meet your pussy. The gun started at a gentle pace, moving slowly against your clit. Erens lips occupied your neck; kissing and sucking it. His tongue lightly brushed over your collarbone, you felt his tongue piercing glide against your skin. You rutted hard against his gun trying to relieve the built-up pressure in your abdomen. You didn’t want his gun, you wanted him. You wanted him to fuck you silly until you could no longer comprehend your surroundings. “Fuucck, I need more ren, I need you.” The gun hastily left your thighs. “I need you too ma.” His mouth met his glock licking your slick off of it. Eren's lips pressed firmly together creating a ‘mmm’ sound. He got on top of you pressing his chest against yours. You felt his bulge through his sweatpants, his dick was begging to be left free. He pulled his sweat pants down, just below his crotch panel. Your fingertips slipped under his elastic waistband; tugging his boxers downwards. His dick pounced out, an angry red color washed over his tip. “Fuck, it’s been too long.” He stroked his dick letting the bead of pre cum coat his tip. Eren slid inside inch by inch, he grunted feeling your heat. “Damn baby, I ain’t fuck you good in a minute huh? You miss this dick?” You nodded quickly, yes—you missed everything about him. His hand wrapped around your mouth looking at his tattoo covering your face. It turned him on seeing it on you— whether his hand was around your throat, mouth, or ass. It always looked so perfect on you.

Eren tugged your shirt up watching your tits bounce as he pounded into you. You tried to push him away from overstimulating your cunt “Nah, This what you wanted right? Take this dick.” He grabbed your legs and threw them over his shoulder, he fucked you faster making you scream out. You could have sworn you put holes in the sheets because you were gripping them so tightly. You threw your head back clenching around Erens cock. Your body jolted at your release, finally letting go of that pressure you once had. “Ahh- fuck-“ you moaned while subtly grinding against his abdomen. His pace faltered, but not ending, Eren didn’t stop fucking you until he came all over your stomach. By then you were already on your third orgasm. He positioned himself beside you kissing your neck while tracing circles on your arm. “I know you love that shit.” He sighed, he was a fool for you as you were for him. He loved looking at your fucked out expression knowing he was the reason you looked like that.

“Mhm, I do, I really fucking do.” He grabbed his gun again setting it down on your chest, “That’s my favorite gun now, ima get your name carved in it.” That gun will forever be by his side from now on.

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4 my whores.

[funnyjb]

To cool for you

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“Joey.”- you

“Mhm.”- Joe

“You got to get up, babe.”- you

He turned his head to face you in his pillow. His hands were under his pillow and his back was bare. He only had his sweatpants on. You rubbed his back.

“That feels good.”- Joe smiled

You laughed

“Well, I’m going to stop because we got to get up.”- You

You leaned in and gave him a kiss on the forehead and got up out of bed.

“No, don’t go.”- Joe

“Joey, we got to get ready, baby.”- you

“Fine.”- joe sighed

He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. You were already brushing your teeth. Joe looked at you in the mirror and you two made eye contact. Joe giggled and proceeded to brush his teeth.

You then later found your outfit for today. And Jean skirt with a white top and your Air Forces . It was only for the day.because later tonight was the after party which you got to get a little dressed up for. So you packed your long, yellow ,floral dress for later along with a Jean jacket incase it gets chilly. Joe the picked out his outfit and put his jeans and other shirt for later tonight in your bag.

“Okay, let’s get going!”- joe

You closed up the house and got In Joes car. The drive was 30 minutes and by the time we got to the venue vans and decorations were being moved.

Joe decided to have a look around and make sure everything was set up. I on the other hand decided to go find Robin and make sure everything was perfect for the surprise tonight!

“Robin!”- You

“There’s my favorite almost daughter-in-law!”- Robin

“Haha, it’s not for a couple more months!”- you

“I know, but I can’t wait to see you in your wedding dress! You will look beautiful as always.”- Robin

“Thank you, Robin.”- you smile

“Where is my son?don’t tell me he left you alone?”- Robin

“Sadly he did, he decided to take a look around and make sure everything was okay, but I don’t mind!”- you

“Ugh, that boy, well at least he is being a good boy and helping.”- Robin laughs

“Yes!”- you laugh

The surprise we were planning on doing tonight for Joe was to put on a firework show! I know it’s pretty basic but ever since Joe was a kid he loved fireworks and to be able to do it at a place where he is given so much love and support is a great time to do it!

“There you guys are!”- Joe

“Hey, baby!”- Robin

She went to go hug Joe

“I’ve been looking for you guys everywhere!”- Joe

“Well, we have been here!”- Robin

Joe smiles and moves over to me.

“Hi, baby.”- Joe

“Hi, Joey!”- you

He leans down and connects his lips with mine for a quick kiss.

“How is it looking?”- you

“Awesome! The decorations are sick!”- Joe

“Yeah, they are pretty awesome!”- you said looking around.

“Alright I just wanted to make sure you guys were ok before I head to the golf course for a while.”- Joe

“We are good! Your fiancé and I are going to walk around for a bit!”- Robin

Joe and I laugh

“Ok, mom!”- Joe

Joe says goodbye and is off to the course to watch the boys play.

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(Later that night)

I stepped out of the bathroom and into the room where Robin, Jimmy, and Joe were. There were some other Foundation staff there too. Robin already changed and was making sure that we had enough gifts.

I walked towards them in my long yellow dress paired with my Air Forces. My jacket in hand along with joes clothes that he told me to bring out when I was done.

“Yeah perfect just put them over there! Hey y/n! Wow…you look gorgeous!”- Robin

“Awe, thanks Robin! You look beautiful!”- you

“Thanks, decided to go with some stripes tonight.”- Robin laughs

“Well, it’s looks great on you.”- you smile

Joe then walks over to us

“She’s right, you do look beautiful.”- Joe

“Thank you, Joey!”- You

I get up on my tippy toes to kiss him.

“Here are your clothes.”- you

“Thanks. I will be back.”- Joe

He then goes into the room to change.

After a couple minutes he comes out looking so handsome. His long hair, his Nike shirt that shows his muscles, and his grey jeans.

“You look handsome.”- you smile

“Thanks, baby.”- Joe winks

“Alright guys it’s time to go out there.”- Jimmy

Joe takes a deep breath. I could tell his nerves were up and Robin could too.

Robin then whispers something in my ear.

“How about Jimmy and I will meet you guys out there? Gives him some time to relax. I know he will want you with him.”- Robin

“Yeah, ok. We will see you guys out there!”- You

“Perfect.”- Robin smiles

She leaves the room to go welcome people. Now it’s just Joe and I.

“Hey, everything will be perfect! People are here to support you, Joe. They love you and came here for a good cause. You can always go out on the golf course for a minute alone or come and hang out with me if you’d like.”- you smile

Joe gives me a smile

“Thanks, y/n. I love you so much.”- Joe

He gives me a quick peck on the lips. He then grabs my hand as we exit the room to go greet people. Everyone was here already and you can tell they were having a good time.

I thought Joe would have dropped my hand once we walked out and everyone saw us but he didn’t. He kept holding it. He introduced me to some bengals staff that has helped him with his injury and some men that were golfing earlier.

After a couple minutes he dropped my hand and turned to me. I knew he had to make his rounds. Before he could even speak I spoke up.

“Go. Have fun!”- you smile

He gives me a nod and squeezes my arm then takes off.

I later found a group of people to talk to. Some consisted of Joes family like cousins and some were friends of The Burrows.

I kept looking around for any sight of Joe to make sure he was ok.

He was talking to one of the bengals media guys and Zac Taylor. He had a smile on his face.

One of the other times I noticed him was when he was talking to a big group of guys who were golfing and bombarding him with questions about the new season coming up. I could tell he wanted to get out of there.

After a couple minutes I felt a hand ride up my back. It made me jump a little.

“Hey, it’s just me!”- Joe

“Jeez, you scared me. How is everything going?”- you

“Good…people seem to be having a good time.”- Joe

“Good! It seems like they are having a blast! Especially over there.”- You

I pointed to the bar.

“I saw one guy go up there 6 times. I think he passed out somewhere though.”- you laugh

Joe laughs

God I love that laugh.

“Well, good to know that people like it, but I thinking of taking you up on that offer about what you said earlier.”- Joe

“Okay! But I think I’m too cool to be seen with you, burrow.”- you

“Oh really? I was going to take you somewhere, but I guess your to cool for me. I will just go find that drunk guy.”- Joe

No! I’m not cool anymore!”- you

Joe chuckled

“Okay, baby, but you are always cool. Even too cool for me.”- Joe

“Wow! Mr Cartier said it himself.”- you

We both laugh.

I even forgot the girls were standing there. They were watching us with big smiles on their faces.

“Sorry ladies, but I’m going to steal her for a while.”- Joe

“It’s ok, she’s all yours!”- Joe’s cousin

Joe then took my hand and we walked away.

There was a small path leading out to the golf course away from the crowds.

As we started walking I looked up at Joe. He was still holding my hand looking to his right at the good course I could tell his nerves were easing up.

“You ok?”- You

He looked at me with his baby blues.

“Yeah, happy to get away with you for a moment.”- Joe smiled

I leaned more into him rubbing his arm with my free hand.

“I’m really grateful for you, y/n, You know that? You have always been there for me since day one. You never doubted me and always found ways to cheer me up, you still do. I’m just grateful to have you by my side here today.”- Joe

“Awe, Joey. I’m grateful for you too! I will always be there for you. I love you.”- You

He put his hand on my cheek and kissed me.

Just as we were kissing for probably around five minutes someone called him in. He had to go give his speech.

He took a deep breath.

“You got this Joe. I will be right there watching.”- You

He nodded his head and we started walking back.

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“I’m going to pass it off to my very loved, beloved son. Joe Burrowwww.” - Robin

The whole crowd cheered

“Thanks, mom…”- Joe chuckled

“I just want to say thanks for everyone who came here to support. For giving your time, money, and presence to be here today. I want to especially say thank you to my family, my teammates and bengals staff, my friends, and my fiancé. You guys have supported me through thick and thin and wouldn’t be here without you guys, so thank you. Let’s have some fun!”- Joe

Everyone started clapping! I was so proud of him and a little surprised about the shout out but I wasn’t complaining!

“You did great, baby!”- You

He walked up to me and gave me a hug.

“All thanks to you.”- Joe

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It was finally dark outside which meant surprise time!

“I think we are ready, y/n!”- Robin

“Awesome! I will get Joe.”- You

I walked over to Joe who was with Sam and Teddy.

“Hey!”- You

“Hi!”- Joe

“Can you do something for me?”- You

“Yeah, is everything ok?”- Joe

“Everything is perfect! I just want you to look up.”- You

“Look up? Why loo-”-Joe

BAMM! Fireworks went off. They were white and orange.

“Oh my god!”- Joe smiled

As they were going off Robin and Jimmy came up to us.

“Did you guys do this?”- Joe

“No actually, your amazing fiancé did!”- Jimmy

He looked at me.

“You did this?”- Joe

“Yeah, wanted it to be a special day for you!”- You

“God, I love you so much.”- Joe

He then squeezed into me tighter and kissed me under the fireworks.

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[avalil18]

#1 Supporter

Summary: you support Joe at his foundation event at a golf club

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Y/n pov

It was a bright summer day in Cincinnati and today was joes foundation event at a golf club. Some of his teammates are going and his parents are of course going to be there too and I was excited to see them.

I woke up and rolled over to my right side to see Joe peacefully sleeping. His long grown out hair was covering some of his forehead and he only had sweatpants on. I rolled onto his chest and put my head on the crook of his neck. He slowly woke up and smiled

“Good morning,baby!”-joe

I looked up at him

“Good morning Joey!”-you

I pulled him in to a sweet gentle kiss but once I pulled away Joes lips came back crashing into mine. I laughed as he tried to kiss me while my lips were in a big smile instead of attached to his. We rolled over and he is now on top of me.

“Joe, we have to get ready!”-you

“I know but I couldn’t help myself!”-joe

I smiled and rolled off the bed and Joe followed me into the bathroom. We brushed our teeth and I did my skincare as he hoped into the shower. As Joe was showering I went onto my closet to pick out a cute outfit. I picked out a skims navy short sleeve shirt with a short Jean skirt, but not too short obviously. I then picked out an oversized Jean jacket and my Gazelle adidas sneakers. I then Went back into the bathroom to do my hair. As I walked in Joe was getting out of the shower and wrapping his towel over his waist. He looked so hot.

“Hi! Is my outfit ok?”-you

He looked me up and down with a smile and a spark in his eyes

“You look beautiful baby, you always do.”-joe

“Aww! Thanks!”-you

He came around me and planted a soft kiss on my hair and went to the closet to pick out an outfit. I then picked up my curling iron and curled my long, brunette, Carmel highlighted hair. Once I was finished I put my makeup on and out the bathroom I went. I walked into the bedroom and saw Joe on the edge of the bed trying to put his socks on. He was wearing a Nike polo shirt with black shorts and Cartier glasses obviously.

“You look handsome!”-you

Joe looked up at me and laughed

“Thanks babe!”-joe

Joe then got his socks and shoes on and we were out the door. It was only a 20 minute drive from the house to the club. When we pulled up there was a big banner that said “Joe Burrow Foundation”. I looked to Joe as I unbuckled and smiled and he gave me a warm smiled back. We got out off the car and locked hands. I was kinda surprised because I know Joe hates PDA.

“Are you ok?”-you

“Yeah, just a little nervous.”-joe

“It’s going to be perfect! Just remember to have fun, ok?”-you

“Thanks babe, I needed that.”-joe

He squeezed my hand a little tighter as we walked in. We saw his parents and went to say hello. After a few hours of Joe doing press and talking with a bunch of different people it was time to take photos on small little black carpet.There were some photographers and a big banner. Joe was taking a lot of pictures with fans and employees who are amazing at what they do for this foundation. Once he was done it’s taking a picture with a fan he waved over to me to come take a picture with him. I was kinda confused knowing he doesn’t really show any private life or much of me which I am totally ok with. But I went over with a big smile on my face excited that he asked me. I put my arm around his waist and my other hand on his chest. His arm was wrapped around my waist and his other off to his side. I smiled but once I looked up at him I swear my soul left my body. He was so handsome and made me so happy. As he looked down at me a little laugh came out from our mouths knowing that we were both staring into each other’s eyes. In that moment some photographers got a photo and it was the cutest photo ever. They also got a photo of Joe mouthing I love you to me. Once we were done with pictures Joe had to make a speech which was amazing and he had to catch up with some buddies and make his rounds so we split ways for a bit. After an hour or so of more talking and laughing Joe found me and put his arm around my torso which made me jump.

“Jeez! You scared me,burrow!”-you

“Haha! Sorry, but I was wondering if you want to take a golf cart ride with me to get away for a sec and explore?”-joe

“Sure!”-you

“Yay! Come with me.”-joe

He took my hand and we made our way through the crowds and to the golf carts and hopped on one. He was driving and I was sitting next to him. One of his hands was on my thigh as the other on the wheel. I put my hand on top of his and rubbed his gently. The trees were blowing in the wind and some of the guys were out on the course.

“So, are you having fun?”-you

“Yeah, it’s going really well! I’m glad you are here with me too.”-joe

He looked at me and winked through his Cartier’s.

“Good! And I’m happy I’m here with you too! You did amazing today with all of it! I’m really so proud of you Joe! Always have been.”-you

Joe stopped the cart and pulled me onto his lips. I of kissed him back.

“Sorry, I couldn’t take it any longer.”-joe laughed

It’s ok! But I thought you were “Mr I hate PDA”?”-you

“Well, things change and especially when it comes to a girl I love,and I know people can be mean but we just have to blur it all out.”-joe

“Aww Joey! I love you!”-you

“I love you more.”-joe

“Not possible.”-you

I kissed him and off we were driving back. It was great day and I’m so proud of Joe.

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[lyrenminth]

Golf lessons

"No, no like that" you clenched your jaw after hearing Justin's voice. He was irritated, you were irritated. His perfectionism made him go further and try his best. You loved it, just not so much when he applied it to you. "Justin, I am holding it the way you say it" He had his arms crossed, making him look buffier and stronger. You got the idea of learning golf, but you were bad at it. Justin was trying to teach you, but most time you just ended up arguing. He was usually patient and collected. Usually. "No, you don't" You left the golf stick and sighed. "I need a rest" You pass him and went to the golf cart, looking for shade. He joined you a bit later. "You need to practice more, you are improving" he put his golf stick in the bag. He was wearing a white cap, and his Nike clothes as usual. The dirty blond hairs stick out from the cap. He needed a haircut. You sighed, looking at the green fields. The weather was nice, not so hot. "You are a bad teacher" you mumbled. He snorted. "Do you think so?" "Hot, but grumpy" you declared. He grinned. When Justin smiled at you, your heart would jump a heartbeat. You felt better, knowing he wasn't mad at you. You were irritated, but not mad either. "Can we get an ice cream or something?" you asked. "We haven't finished" "I finished" You looked at each other in silence. Your boyfriend was cute. "Blue is your color, baby" you said, referring to his shirt  "make your eyes bright and beautiful, like the ocean" He rolled his eyes and blushed like a little kid. "Don't" You laughed. He got closer, and push you aside to take the steering wheel. "No! I wanted drive" you complained. "Never" "Are you scared we ended up in a pond?" "I am more scared you roll over someone" you friendly pushed him, and he barely moved. He glanced at you and put your cap correctly on your head. "Very pretty" he said before looking forward. "Where are we going?" "There is a restaurant in the club" he explained "they have ice cream and other types of foods" "So, is this a date?" "Babe, we are married" "Married people have dates" Before arriving at the club, you made him stop the car. No one was around, so you took your chance. He frowned at you, waiting. "Give me a kiss so I know you are not mad" He looked at your lips. "I am not angry or mad" "But you don't wanna kiss me?" He looked around, looking for people when everything was clear he leaned to kiss you. You took off your cap, to kiss him deeper. Your hands went to his face, pulling him closer. You broke the kiss, feeling lightheaded. "I love your kisses" you whispered, recovering your breath. "I love you" he said in return. You were happy to know, he wasn't angry.

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1. What artists/music they would listen to

Eren Jaegar: Eren without a doubt would listen to Destroy Lonely and that genre in general.

Armin Arlert: Armin would listen to softer music like MacDemarco. He would mostly listen to chill, cool and soothing music. I could also see him really liking love music.

Jean Kirschtein: Jean would listen to Kendrick Lamar and hip hop in general. He knows all the words to most of his songs as well.

Connie Springer: Connie I feel like would mostly listen to female rappers. His favorite artists would be Megan the Stallion or SZA. I feel like he would have a big crush on SZA for sure.

Levi Ackerman: Levi would be more into classical music or music that had a classical element to it. He wouldn’t really have a favorite composer either he would just listen to any song.

Erwin Smith: Erwin wouldn’t listen to music often but when he did he would for sure be into 70s-90s music. He would be like Levi in the way he wouldn’t have a favorite artist.

Reiner Braun: Reiner listens to a lot of motivation up beat music so i envision him liking rock and his favorite artist being Metallica because he’s basic. However, when he’s not working out, you can catch him listening to Beach House or Lana Del Ray. He often hid his liking of them to others.

Bertholdt Hoover: Bertholdt would listen to very indie music in my opinion. I cna see him being very into The Buttertones. He liked the feeling the songs gave him.

Zeke Jaegar: For some reason, I can’t imagine Zeke listening to music >< If he had to though it would be Sublime or anything like that.

Porco Galliard: Porco would definitely be into 80s-90s rock but he would also very much enjoy artists like Post Malone.

Colt Grice: Colt would listen to Mac Miller and Hers. He liked listening to music to vibe to. He loves to play both artists full blast.

2. What style of clothing they would wear

Eren Jaeger: Eren would most definitely be wearing cargo pants with straps and buckles on them. He would most likely also be wearing expensive sneakers such as brands like Nike or Steve Madden. He would probably wear oversized shirts along with regular silver chains and necklaces.

Armin Arlert: Armin would rock the soft boy aesthetic in my opinion. His wardrobe would be filled with different colored sweaters. Occasionally underneath the sweaters he’d have a button up shirt. He would also wear a lot of cardigans of multiple colors. As for his pants, they would be either corduroy pants or khaki pants. For shorts he would wear golf shorts/khaki shorts. As for his shoes, they would be vans low top or converse low top.

Jean Kirschtein: Jean would without a doubt dress like a basic white male in my opinion. He would always wear the branded clothing. I imagine him wearing a green nike hoodie a lot with either sweatpants or shorts. He would be like Eren in the aspect where he would wear the more expensive sneakers.

Connie Springer: Connie would wear tank tops or regular tshirts on a daily basis. I also see him wearing flannels a lot either tied around his waist or on him. I could also see him wearing Hawaiian shirts. As for pants, he’s got regular blue jeans or sweatpants. He occasionally wears beanies too. As for his shoes, Connie would wear timberlands or regular sneakers.

Levi Ackerman: Levi would wear regular long sleeve shirts that were either gray, black and navy blue. He would wear regular black pants usually with a black and silver belt. As for shoes he doesn’t really care at all. Since Levi is a germaphobe, he has house shoes and outside shoes. His house shoes were slippers haha and his outside shoes were regular sneakers. He likes to dress comfy and clean. I also think when it’s time to be formal, he’s very formal.

Erwin Smith: Erwin would definitely dress with a more formal style. He would wear button up shirts mostly white and dress pants usually black. Erwin would also wear brown dress shoes that were never dirty. He’d wear a golden watch at all times as well. Always well dressed definitely.

Reiner Braun: Reiner without a doubt is a gym rat. He’s constantly working out. I see him mostly wearing tank tops or regular t-shirt’s. When it gets colder out I think he would wear long sleeve muscle shirts too. Reiner mostly wears sweatpants too. I feel like he also wears a lot of oversized sweatshirts. As for shoes, I think he just has simple Nike or Adidas shoes that are just to his comfort.

Bertholdt Hoover: Bertholdt would definitely be wearing fandom t-shirts I think. He would wear regular basketball shorts or sweatpants. He would have on socks and sandals most of the time as well. Since he’s so tall he of course owns many oversized shirts and sweatshirts too!

Zeke Jaegar: Zeke would regularly wear simple khaki pants that were mostly a tan color. His torso fashion would range from tank tops to t-shirts to sweaters. I feel he would wear rings and bracelets as well. Zeke would either wear dress shoes or regular sneakers. He would really wear anything.

Porco Galliard: Porco’s wardrobe would consist of a lot of plain t-shirts and tank tops. He would always have a jacket on him too. I think he would wear regular cargo pants. As for his shoes, he would have on timberlands on or doc martens. I also see him wearing a watch or unique bracelets.

Colt Grice: Colt would have a ton of oversized shirts that were pastel colors. He would also like to wear shorts a lot which were pastel as well. He wears sandals or nikes pros as well. I see him having a couple of necklaces and bracelets but nothing too fancy.

3. How they would confess to you

Eren Jaeger: Eren would lowkey just outright say it casually. It would just be you two alone doing anything from walking around or cuddling, playing video games etc., and he would just outright say 'I love you' or something like that. On the outside he wouldn't seem nervous but on the inside he would be anxious that you wouldn't feel the same.

Armin Arlert: Armin would be so anxious to confess to you. He would be worried that he wasn’t good enough for you and he was very nervous of your response. He would plan out how he was going to confess to you and go over it again and again. He would definitely confess to you at a planned time in a romantic spot. Armin might even bring flowers or something like that.

Jean Kirschtein: Jean would act casual about it even though he clearly would be nervous. He would tell you exactly how he feels with all of his heart. He would do it verbally in a place where it would just be you two only.

Connie Springer: Connie thinks he’s already charming enough to pull anyone but not too cocky. When it comes to somebody he genuinely likes, his confession would be him being really scared and outright saying it. He would do it near the end of a hangout or possibly out of no where.

Levi Ackerman: Levi has lost so many people that he’s scared to loose you. He would often try to hide his emotions for you in his head and try to make them disappear. When he couldn��t make them disappear he would end up deciding to confess. He expected you to say no but when you said yes he couldn’t help but feel happiness. He would do it verbally and in a space that was quiet and comfortable.

Erwin Smith: Erwin would always give subtle hints that he liked you. He would confess to you in a formal manner. He had the perfect words to confess and he was so romantic with it. He would do it on a beautiful night or sunset. He’s a very romantic with it.

Reiner Braun: Reiner would be sort of uncoordinated with his confession. He would be all over the place with his blushing and lack of eye contact. He was scared of rejection and it took a lot of nerve for him to confess to you. He would do it in a random place as well.

Zeke Jaeger: Zeke has heavily hinted all of the time that he liked you. He would confess in a serious way and wanted an answer if you liked him back or not. He manifested the answer to be yes. He would confess and then immediately ask you on a date.

Bertholdt Hoover: Bertholdt, like Reiner, would be very nervous with a lot of blushing. He would maintain eye contact however he would end up stuttering a lot and then spitting it out. He would confess to you whilst you two were walking around or hanging out at one’s house.

Porco Galliard: Porco would try to act tough on the outside but would ultimately end up blushing. He would plan to confess at the end of a hangout when he would drop you off at your house. He’s always had a little bit of Tsundere in him and it was surprising that he confessed first.

Colt Grice: Colt would be extremely nervous and would want to do it over text. He would text you his confession and the next time you two were to hangout he would bring you flowers. He would be very nervous but it was a cute nervous.

4. How they would react if somebody hurt you (emotionally/verbally)

Eren Jaeger: Eren would most likely give the person the dirtiest most intimidating look ever. He would quickly remove you from the situation and stare them down as you two walked away. Later he would contact them and tell them off.

Armin Arlert: Armin would try to avoid any conflict with the other person and comfort you as much as possible. Armin would let you vent to let it out if you needed to. Like I said he would try to avoid conflict unless you wanted him to talk to the person.

Jean Kirschtein: Jean immediately take your side. He would step in front of you and tell of the person. Afterwards he would down grade the person who hurt you comparing both of you and how you were so much better.

Connie Springer: Connie would definitely start to go off on the person but then catch himself and try avoid the situation by leaving. He would try to change the subject and try to get you stuff to make you feel better.

Levi Ackerman: Levi would without a doubt make a couple threats. He would raise his voice a little bit as well. He would be angry that somebody would hurt you and quickly tell of the person. You being hurt would bother him the rest of the day and he just wanted you to be safe and happy.

Erwin Smith: Erwin would try to sort out the situation. After he tried he would help comfort you and let you cry on him if needed. Erwin would do whatever you asked to make you feel better.

Reiner Braun: Reiner would get extremely angry almost into a fight. Thoughts of you being hurt pissed him off so much. He would tell you that if anybody tried to hurt you again to tell him and he’ll take care of all of it.

Zeke Jaeger: Zeke would do the same as Levi kinda did. He would just give the person a intimidating scary stare but instead of raising his voice he would talk very calmly. Afterwards he would ask if you were okay and offer to do more about the situation.

Bertholdt Hoover: Bertholdt would be very upset that you got hurt and felt badly because he didn’t really know what to do. He would let you vent and let it out and offer to make you food or take you somewhere and just trying to do the bare minimum.

Porco Galliard: Porco would be pissed. He would make you go somewhere else while he went off on the person. He didn’t want anybody hurting you so he would make himself clear with the person by yelling in their face. Later he would still be pissed and would keep asking you if you wanted him to do anything more about it.

Colt Grice: Colt would try to handle the situation calmly and once he caught himself feeling more aggressive, he would exit the situation. He would calm down later and help you feel better by doing anything you asked.

5. Where they would take you on the first date

Eren Jaeger: Eren would want a more private date i feel like. He would want it to be a movie night at one of your houses. He would definitely buy the snacks and choose the movie. He would be very direct and put his arm around you but also respect boundaries.

Armin Arlert: Armin would have a picnic date. He would choose a peaceful quiet spot on a nice day. He would bring your favorite flavor cake along with your favorite fruits. He would hold your hand a lot and constantly admire your beauty.

Jean Kirschtein: Jean would take you out on a dinner date. He would choose a more fancy place but not too fancy. Afterwards he would walk around the city or town with you and just talk and bring you home making sure you’re safe.

Connie Spinger: Connie would take you out on a carnival date. Connie likes all rides except the zero gravity rides and it’s super embarrassing for him. He’d win you a plushie and buy you cotton candy/corn dogs or whatever you would want. Near the end he would offer to go on the ferris wheel for a very romantic ride to see the sunset.

Levi Ackerman: Levi would be very picky with where he would take you and would end up just asking you what you would wanna do. Wherever you would decide to go he would be fine with it. He would occasionally try to put his arm around you or hold your hand as well.

Erwin Smith: Erwin, like Jean, would take you on a romantic dinner date. He would take you to a very fine restaurant and make sure to get the best seat. He would also get the finest food and make sure everything went how you wanted it to go. No doubt, he would get you flowers and make sure they were your favs. He would ALWAYS make sure you get home safe.

Reiner Braun: Reiner is a very active person. Deep down he would wanna go on a gym date but he would come to the conclusion that it wouldn’t be a good idea and settle for just a bowling night. Afterwards he would drive you home and made sure you made it inside.

Zeke Jaeger: Zeke would want to make you happy so he would take you on a shopping date. He’d take you to your favorite mall or place to shop and let you pick out things you wanted. He would help hold your bags and also hold your hand.

Bertholdt Hoover: Bertholdt would have a videogame date. When you would get to his house he would have a nice room set up with tons of pillows and blankets in front of a TV with two controllers. He would also get snacks and drinks for you. During the date you two would lightly cuddle while playing fighting games, racing games etc. At the end of the date he would ask to see you again and would watch you walk to your car/away.

Porco Galliard: Porco is more of a morning person so I could see him taking you out on a brunch date. He would take you to a cafe and pay for everything not even giving you the chance to offer. Afterwards, he would take you on a walk around town and look at very beautiful nature sights. He would hold your hand and try to act chill and cool but on the inside he was super flustered and in love.

Colt Grice: Colt would take you on a movie theatre date. He would make sure to get the best seats in the back and get a large popcorn for you two to share. Colt would wanna see a horror/thriller movie and get scared when there were jump scares. He was very embarrassed by it but you thought it was funny.

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Thank you so much for reading <3

I’ll be making one of these but for the girls sometime soon !!

//Let me know if I should do another one of the boys !! ^_^\\

[massivechildtidalwave]

things heard in my freshman year OF MARCHING BAND

I feel like a sassage 

Shame is powerful, if something isn’t listening to you shame them.

Today we are talking about who has the best shakes and if you say Zach after a bad rep your cut

“You can get anything at Buckys” “you can’t get Coc-“ 

“Everybody cLap your hands!” “Clap his cheeks”.  ….”sorry what.”

“I’m a fetus!”

“Come on everyone were doing foundations outside. If we all gather into the dry spot we can do it!”

“The IRS has hired 80 new agents, everyone let’s not pay our taxes! Make them do their jobs”

“Wanna see his toe pics” “shows a colorgaurd rifle.”

“Yeah! You bumped me during lunch! Your hair touched me! YEAH!”- homecoming court”

“God forgive me for the jokes I have made they weren’t good”

“The only thing I throw is throw down” “the only thing I throw is when I throw my life away” 

“You already have a hole so let’s just make it bigger” throws Someone on the ground after seeing a small hole in their uniform.

“ I hate it but my brother is getting married” 

“I don’t hate that he’s getting married I just hate that he isn’t going to be here”

“They installed a stereo in my head”

“Pick them up! if a tuba smashes a low g it’s going to die”

“No! We are not “All in this together” we are playing symbols!”

“The keys are made of wood, so they can break easily. That’s why we need to wrap them- “as easy as the resonators disconnect?”

“We don’t want to see Pinocchio in there!”

“If lying would cause your #### to get bigger like Pinocchio’s nose” 

“ I would lie all the time-“ “No honey I didn’t sleep with the neighbor”

“We’ll wait for the hallways to clear out… and for Jacob to stop kissing his girlfriend in the Hallway

“(Our school names) front ensemble featuring the winds!”

“Where’s Jeniah Jean, the real loud voice of the southeast “

“One day this movie will be studied, shrek was a cultural reset”

“I am waiting to yell at someone. If an adult does something At universal, I’m screaming at them. Hey sir there are teenagers! I don’t like how you are looking at those girls sir.”

“What you think you are, a dollar store Chris brown”

“ can we just forfeit” “everyone get sick at the same time”

“Band is a cult” 

“You were watching porn on the bus!”

“You were showing pornhub on your screen”

“Shes the person who would be like “is this chloroform?”

“ they wouldn’t know how to spell drum if it was in their birth certificate”

“She’s five four with shoes on, has four ear precings, is dating Trey’s brother.” “Wait what” 

“Could be a white superemist”

“ could you not I got hit by a golf club when I was a child.”

“ suck my right nut and make my left nut jealous.” 

“If your gay and you know it clap your hands!”

“One time it was raining so hard people got out their shampoo and conditioner and took showers in the rain. I was one of those people so..”

“He said ‘you live in the Arby’s dumpster’l

“We should start adding slay bells to pep tunes.”

“No you don’t want to give that to her, she had an eating disorder that makes her eat inanimate objects. She’d eat the lid” the girl-“and the plume and the box and this hat” “that’s a lot of violence”

“My (short study period nicknamed free the school mascot for freshman) class is super racist” “this class isn’t much better.”

“The donuts are there if you want to sample them at your own risk”

The door is closed “this calls for skipping”

“ I don’t see Seth. You know that may be because of he’s height… sorry that joke just wrote itself”

“If you were wearing a Nike shirt we would be asking when are you going to just do it right”

[calkale]

🌿👖🍪 for the ask game!

🌿 describe your favourite outfit?

my nikes that have pink charms and beads on them, my green cargo pants, a long sleeve white shirt and an oversized grey shirt overtop (its from the golf course here)

also very basic but my cowboy boots, blue jeans (wranglers 👀), white tshirt and pretty much any hoodie or sweatshirt

I also have a little heart necklace I wear almost every day, I never take my earrings out so those, and if its sunny I always have my aviations (theyre the same as mavs but not ray bans)

👖 jeans or sweatpants?

okay I love both but sweatpants, comfort is my priority

🍪 if you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

oatmeal raisin chocolate chip <3

questions

[steven1123x]

Behind The Scenes - Chapter 17: A Studio Tour

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Steven and Lucas were driving with Jasmine in her new Rolls Royce, they were going to the Cartoon Network movie lot. Steven and Lucas arrive at the gate, Steven sees a girl that has short black hair in a flip with a small triangular part on her forehead. She has lime green eyes and dresses in a lime green dress that has a black stripe in the middle of it. The girl also wears white tights and black Mary Jane shoes with a green dress that has a black stripe across the middle of it.

“ID please?” The girl says, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

“I don’t need an ID, my husband works here.”

“What’s your name?”

“Jasmine Carmichael.” The girl looks at her clipboard that says CARTOON NETWORK on the back of it on the iconic black and white checkerboard.

“I don’t see your name.”

“Can you call him?” Jasmine asked.

The girl nodded and flew leaving a green streak behind her. Steven and Lucas look at Jasmine, The girl comes back moments later.

“You're clear to enter.” She said, raising the gate to let them through. Jasmine found Suundstage Nine, where The Garfield Show was filmed. Steven found it and ran back to the others.

“Guys, I found it! But it’s a closed set,” he said. Lucas and Jasmine nod, then. They see a boy. He has a purple hat with two points and had a purple and fuchsia/magenta shirt that covers his legs. He wears purple shoes and rarely wears pants. When he removes his hat, he has two short ears. He has a prominent fang on his upper jaw that can be seen even when his mouth is closed. Due to his appetite, he's quite heavy and doesn't do well with sports or physical activity in general.

“Hi, little guy! Um… me, my son, and my son’s friend want a tour of Cartoon Network studios!” Jasmine told the kid. Steven nods.

“Then, A man wearing a black shirt and white jeans walked out, he wore a pair of white Nike Air Force. Jasmine saw him then hugged the man and kissed him.

“Hey, Jasmine,” he said, smiling and looking at the two boys.

“Hey, Steven!” he said, Steven waved and knelt to his son.

“Are you boys ready for the studio tour?”

“Yeah!” Both Steven and Lucas both said

“I’ll find someone to show you around, I haven’t been here for too long. So, I’ll find someone more experienced.

Chris was back with a tall man, he wore a white lab coat, black pants, and black shoes. “Hi!” Steven said.

The man smiled at the two boys and the mother. “Hello, I am Professor Utonium, I'm going to give you a tour of our wonderful Cartoon Network studio.”

Steven’s eyes got starry as he stared at the man. “Awesome…” the boy whispers.

“Come, let me show you the studio.” Professor Utonium said, walking to a golf cart that belonged to the studio. Steven was looking around, and Lucas and Jasmine were too. They passed by more sound stages and then a large building he stopped.

“This building is where our current CEO, Jim Samples is located.” He said. Just then, the same girl flew up towards them.

“Professor! Blossom, Bubbles, and I are going to the store, you want anything for the house?”

“No thank you, Buttercup. I’ll give you girls a call if I change my mind.” the man said. The girl named Buttercup flew off with her friends or sisters? Steven doesn’t know.

Steven, Lucas and Jasmine contuinue the tour with Professor Utonium.

“Hello, Professor Utonium!” A boy said, Steven looked at the boy, he was an orange spider Monkey. he wore a camp uniform.

“Oh, hello, Lazlo.” the man said, looking at the monkey. Steven. The hybrid knew who he was, he’s one of the main stars on Camp Lazlo, his favorite show that was airing on CN, next to Codename: Kids Next Door. Steven was honored to meet the Brazilan Spider Monkey. Steven smiled as they all went on the tour.

“This is the cafeteria, where all the charters hang out,” Lazlo said, opening the doors. Steven’s eyes got starry as he stared at all the different Cartoon Network stars in one room, eating, talking, or sharing a laugh. Steven wanted to go in and make conversation, but he was too nervous to do so.

They were nearing the end of the tour when a man walked up. Steven looks at the man standing before them.

The man is dressed in a dark suit jacket over a light blue collared shirt. He has short brown hair and is smiling. And, he appears professional and well-groomed, exuding a confident and approachable demeanor. His attire suggests a formal or business setting, reinforcing the impression of professionalism. Overall, he presents a polished and well-put-together appearance.

“Hello, guys.” The man said, waving and he had a smile on his face. Steven waved back. Jasmine, Lucas, and Chris also waved.

“Hi, I am the CEO of Cartoon Network, Jim Samples. So what brings you here today?” The man asked. “We're here on a studio tour,” Lucas said. Steven nods as Lucas flashes a white smile.

“We have lots of wonderful faces at Cartoon Network studios. Everyone here is diverse in their unique way!” Jim recognized the seven-year-old boy standing before him.

“Hey! I know you, you're the boy on the ukulele! You'd be very talented if you worked here. You don’t even need an audition. You got the part!” Steven’s eyes lit up he was trying not to jump for joy at the moment.

The CEO of Cartoon Network complimented ME on my playing and singing. This has to be a dream! No way, I have to pinch myself!

He pinched himself as hard as he could, but it didn’t work Jasmine chuckled to herself and put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “No you are not dreaming Steven, you did get complemented by the CEO,” she said.

“I can’t wait to tell Mom and Dad!” he said, jumping for joy, he was as if he were in a candy store and his mother let him pick out anything he wanted.

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Steven and Lucas were in the car. After spending a couple of hours at the Studio, the boys were hungry. Steven wanted to go to a pizza place and Lucas agreed on that. Jasmine stopped at a pizza place and stepped out of the car, He and Steven ran in and they waited for Lucas’ mother.

Both Steven and Lucas knew what they wanted. Steven wanted pepperoni and Lucas wanted the same thing. Jasmine walked into the restaurant and they ordered what they wanted.

“I have an idea, why won’t we order a whole pie? Then if we don’t eat it all, we can take it to go.”Steven suggested.

“Okay, smarty pants Steven.” Jasmine teased, putting a hand on his curly hair. Steven giggles and hugs Jasmine.

Steven, Lucas, and Jasmine were eating their food. Lucas and Steven were talking about their day at the studio.

“I wonder when you will get a call,” Lucas said picking out another slice of pizza. Steven shrugged and drank his coke through a straw. Jasmine smiled at the boys and ate her pizza.

“Hey, guys. Why won’t we go bowling tomorrow? Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl can come!” Steven said.

“Please, mom?” Lucas said, Jasmine smiled and she nodded and pulled out her phone to call Rose about the idea.

“YES!” Steven said, throwing his arms in the air, Lucas laughed and hugged his friend.

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Lucas, Jasmine, and Steven went back to her house, Rose was going to pick up Steven in a few hours. Rose wants Steven and Lucas to spend as much time as possible with each other on his trip.

“Hey, Steven. Let’s play on the PlayStation!” he said, Steven was sitting on the floor and petting Diamond. The orange cat liked it and sat on the boy’s small lap and rubbed up against his face.

Steven giggled and kept petting the cat. Jasmine pulled out her phone and she took a picture with Steven and Diamond together. “You are so soft and cute!” he said, putting his hands on the cat’s face and squishing it softly, to not hurt her. Diamond meows loudly and Steven laughs.

“Come on, Steven!” Lucas said, Steven got up and Diamond followed them up the stairs.

Rose opened the door, her pink ringlet hair falling onto her shoulders as she saw Diamond, Rose gasped and kelt to the cat’s level, petting her. Rose’s fingers went through her fur as she petted her.

“Hi, Jasmine,” she said, standing to her original height of eight feet.

“Hi, Rose. I’ll get Steven.” Rose nods and waits. Jasmine went upstairs and then opened the door to Lucas’ room.

“Steven! Your mother is here!” she called. Steven grabbed his backpack and hugged Lucas, Steven walked down the stairs and saw his mom and he hugged her.

“How was your sleepover?” Rose kissed her son on the cheek.

“It was fun! We went to the studio in Burbank where Lucas’dad works. and I was complemented by the CEO because I can play the ukulele very well!” Steven said, Rose laughed and smiled, she put a hand on her son’s tiny back.

“Well, you did learn that from me, remember back at the beach house. You saw your dad play the guitar two years ago and you wanted to learn?” she said. Steven nods his head.

“Yeah, I remember, and now I can play it! And dad is running out of things to teach me,” he said, Rose smiled and kissed his head.

“Let’s go home, Schu-Ball,” Rose said, walking down the long path to Garnet’s car. Rose opens the door for him so he can get inside, Rose shuts the door and goes into the driver's seat and they go to Calabasas.

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A|N: Wow, that took FOREVER! To do. But it was worth it in the end, I hope you guys like it! This chapter was a lot of fun to make, so bye guys, I’ll see you in the next one.

[bunkershotgolf]

Callaway Apparel Launches Spring 2023 Collections - We Fit The Game

Callaway Apparel announces the launch of the men’s and women’s Spring 2023 collections.  The Spring 2023 collections offer a wide range of authentic, innovative and performance driven pieces blending enhanced styling with technically advanced fabrics.

“Performance is the heart of Callaway Apparel, incorporating game changing innovation and sustainability to authentic golf apparel,” said Oscar Feldenkreis, CEO of Perry Ellis International. “The Spring 2023 collections include exceptional variety and innovation so that golfers can look, feel and play their best, every time they step on the course.” 

Callaway Apparel’s sustainability initiatives are highlighted by its eco friendly fabrics which are manufactured with up to 30% recycled polyester made from previously used plastic bottles. In addition, Callaway has infused the collection with a wide variety of new and improved performance features including its re-engineered SWING TECH™, Opti-Dri™, UPF Block, Aquapel water repellence, Polygiene antibacterial, Engineered Ventilation and more. “By incorporating game-changing innovation and sustainable materials, our focus for Spring 2023 was to provide golfers exceptional products from a technically superior authentic golf brand,” added Feldenkreis.

Men’s Collection Highlights

The Men’s collection is inspired by artisanal craftsmanship with prints and patterns having an organic and natural aesthetic. Ventilated details, engineered seams, and stretch constructions are vital to the collection, making every piece multi-functional and extremely comfortable. Highlights include:

●      Conversational Prints

●      Essential Knits including Soft Touch

●      New Swing Tech Pants

Women’s Collection Highlights

The Spring 23 women’s collection is inspired by a trend called ‘Joyful Expression’ encompassing bold patterns in an aesthetic that is sporty, lively and joyful. Design details like Callaway Chev seams, engineered ventilation and entwined contrasts add feminine touches to the collection. Additionally many of the pieces incorporate new sun protection fabrication endorsed by the Skin Cancer Foundation. Above all, they create trademark details and enhanced comfort for the Callaway player. Versatility and multi-functionality are key to every golfer’s wardrobe.  Key pieces include:

●      Elevated Essentials with V-Placket Color Block Polos

●      Core Performance Dresses

●       Sun Protection & Lightweight Layering

About Callaway Apparel     

At Callaway® Apparel, we celebrate golf’s rich heritage by creating products that honor its past while defining its future. Callaway® Apparel is the ultimate combination of golf authenticity, classic styling and technically advanced construction because apparel that offers quality, performance, and functionality is as important to golfers as the equipment they use.

Callaway® Apparel men’s and women’s golf apparel is licensed and developed by Perry Ellis International, Inc., a global leader in fashion apparel and is available at: www.callawayapparel.com, select retailers and leading golf and country clubs worldwide.

About Perry Ellis International

Perry Ellis International, Inc. is a leading designer, distributor, and licensor of a broad line of high quality men’s and women’s apparel, accessories, and fragrances. The company’s collection of dress and casual shirts, golf sportswear, sweaters, dress pants, casual pants and shorts, jeans wear, active wear, dresses, and men’s and women’s swimwear is available through all major levels of retail distribution. The company, through its wholly owned subsidiaries, owns a portfolio of nationally and internationally recognized brands, including: Perry Ellis®, An Original Penguin by Munsingwear®, Laundry by Shelli Segal®, Rafaella®, Cubavera®, Ben Hogan®, Savane®, Grand Slam®, John Henry®, Manhattan®, Axist® and Farah®. The company enhances its roster of brands by licensing trademarks from third parties, including: Nike® for swimwear, and Callaway®, PGA TOUR®, and Jack Nicklaus® for golf apparel.  Additional information on the company is available at www.pery.com

[mspirations]

Beth Greene

"Still" - 4x12

"Alone" - 4x13

“Coda“ - 5x08

“What Happened and What's Going On” - 5x09

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In June, as the sun set on Dublin, Ohio, a well-to-do suburb of Columbus, several dozen people dressed in golf shirts and floral shifts filed into a small auditorium to listen to a talk by a new neighbor. Vivek Ramaswamy, a thirty-seven-year-old entrepreneur, had settled in the area with his wife and toddler son after making a large fortune as the founder of a biotech company. Now, thanks to dozens of appearances on Fox News to criticize “cultural totalitarianism” enforced by liberal élites, he was closing in on fame as a conservative pundit. In the past year, he had cast aspersions on Black Lives Matter and “the death of merit”; mask mandates and U.S.-border protection; public-school curricula and the actor Jussie Smollett. All the flame-throwing had established him, in the words of one anchor, as the network’s “woke and cancel-culture guru.”

Ramaswamy has perfect-looking teeth, a high forehead, and a thick shock of hair that rises into a swirl at his crown. Out on the sidewalk, he’d hastily replaced his flip-flops with sneakers, in a nod to formality. At the front of the auditorium, perched on a stool, he spoke into his microphone with a showman’s brio, as if addressing a far larger crowd. He enjoyed forums like this, “where there’s no agenda, there’s no objective, other than to create spaces for open conversation, for people to be free to say, and feel free to say, the kinds of things that they might have wanted to say behind closed doors,” he said, smiling brightly. The true test of the strength of a democracy was not, he argued, how many people voted. It was “the percentage of people who feel free to say what they actually think, in public.”

One of the opinions he wished to air to those assembled was that “woke-ism”—a belief system that Ramaswamy sees as an insidious secular creed—has overtaken religious faith, patriotism, and the work ethic as a key American value. Corporate virtue-signalling and hypocrisy are everywhere, he told the audience. “Let’s muse about the racially disparate impact of climate change as you fly on a private jet to Davos,” he said, to laughter from the nearly all-white crowd. C.E.O.s were recruiting “token” people of color for their boards in the name of diversity while refusing to seek out diverse points of view. The Walt Disney Company was self-righteously protesting Florida’s “Don’t Say Gay” law after cutting deals with the repressive Chinese government to film footage for “Mulan” in Xinjiang.

To Ramaswamy, such corporate do-gooderism—and especially environmental, social, and governance investing, known as E.S.G.—is a smoke screen designed to distract from the less virtuous things that companies do to make money. Amazon donates to organizations that aid Black communities while firing workers trying to unionize. Nike produces advertisements with the civil-rights activist and former N.F.L. quarterback Colin Kaepernick while exploiting workers in Asia. Many such companies, he intimated to the audience, were building tacit alliances with the Democratic élite.

That corporations are given to hypocrisy is hardly a novel observation. But Ramaswamy’s twist on the familiar critique, which he laid out last year in a book entitled “Woke, Inc.: Inside Corporate America’s Social Justice Scam,” is to place E.S.G. investing at asset-management firms like BlackRock, Vanguard, and State Street at the center of what ails American life. He calls this kind of socially conscious investing—not political corruption or dark money, not election denialism, not disinformation—the gravest danger that American democracy faces today. E.S.G., he told his audience, lets the private sector “do through the back door what our government couldn’t directly get done through the front door.”

The three top asset-management firms collectively hold more than twenty trillion dollars in retirement funds and other capital, about the same as the national gross domestic product. And the stocks that the firms control give them extraordinary influence over almost every public company in the world. “It’s not a right-leaning issue, it’s not a left-leaning issue,” he said. Private-sector attempts to address climate change are not only laughably insincere, he argued; they’re encroaching on work that should be done by the government—and only if the citizens agree.

Ramaswamy’s crusade against E.S.G. is based on a pair of seemingly contradictory ideas: that attempts by companies to address societal problems are cynical and ineffective, and that those attempts also pose an existential threat to the democratic process. But such inconsistencies are often obscured by Ramaswamy’s frictionless oratorical style—a brisk patter, peppered with references to Hobbes and Hayek, that wends toward well-modulated moments of outrage. In Dublin, his words had gray and blond heads bobbing in agreement.

Ramaswamy’s mother worked as a geriatric psychiatrist; his father was an engineer and a patent lawyer at General Electric. They came to the U.S. from South India before Vivek was born, in 1985. Growing up in the Cincinnati area, Vivek established himself as an overachiever: an accomplished pianist, a nationally ranked tennis player, and the valedictorian of his Jesuit high school. He graduated from Harvard College and Yale Law School, worked at a hedge fund, then started a pharmaceutical company, Roivant Sciences, where he made hundreds of millions of dollars. That a chunk of this wealth derived from a failed effort to bring an Alzheimer’s drug to market is something he doesn’t dwell on in speeches.

After Ramaswamy emerged from that failure, his cutting one-liners, which he deployed in “Woke, Inc.” and on Twitter, attracted notice at Fox News, and last year he left his pharmaceutical venture behind. His mother, Geetha, had never heard of Tucker Carlson or watched Fox News before her son started showing up on the network. “I wish he could be on other channels as well,” she told me. But, to her chagrin (and to his, though he’s slower to admit it), other networks weren’t biting.

In recent years, Ramaswamy has contemplated a move into politics—something he discussed with a friend from law school, J. D. Vance, a venture capitalist who was just elected to the U.S. Senate in Ohio. But if the event in Dublin, organized by a marketing executive, felt vaguely like a campaign stop, Ramaswamy was there to promote more than policy ideas. Although he’d begun his talk by saying “there’s no agenda,” it eventually turned into a sales pitch for an investment company he’d just started. The company, Strive Asset Management, had the financial backing of the billionaire Peter Thiel, Vance’s V.C. firm, and other investors, and intended to compete with BlackRock and its peers. Although Ramaswamy was still hiring and searching for office space, he told the audience that Strive would soon offer investment funds, at fees competitive with BlackRock’s, that wouldn’t ask the companies it invested in to “push political agendas.” It would ask them only to deliver quality products and services and to make money for shareholders.

As the talk concluded, anti-woke investing didn’t appear to be foremost on attendees’ minds. Two women descended on Ramaswamy with smiles as broad as his own. They’d founded their own K-12 school after criticizing what was being taught at their children’s private school. They planned to center virtue and patriotism in their new curriculum. Would Ramaswamy like to meet with them to discuss it further? (He would.) Two more women approached: would he attend their “Freedom Rally”? (He was supportive but noncommittal.) A man with a thick and bristly mustache pulled in close, stared him in the eyes, and asked, “When’s the last time you read ‘The Art of War’?” (“Uh, high school?”) Ramaswamy turned away to relieve his wife, Apoorva, a doctor who was eight and a half months pregnant, of their restless two-year-old son. By the time he turned back, a woman in a bright-red top was confiding that she, too, was concerned about the local schools. As Ramaswamy’s son dipped his hand in a cup of water and appeared ready to burst into tears, the woman said, “We’ve worked so hard to get rid of the gender-identity stuff. Now we want to . . .”

A shadow flickered across Ramaswamy’s face. “Don’t talk about that so much,” he told her while also signalling to his wife and a body man who was travelling with him that it was time to move on. “Talk about what you want to replace it with instead—civic education, American history, patriotism.”

The term “woke,” which dates back nearly a century, was initially used in Black communities to describe a raising of consciousness and has since become a catchall denoting awareness of a range of social-justice issues. In recent years, “wokeness” has also become, in conservative circles, a subject of suspicion and ridicule: shorthand for performative righteousness, like “political correctness” before it. Opposition to woke principles has become a business opportunity, too. A former Green Beret has found success with a “patriotic” coffee brand, Black Rifle, based in Salt Lake City. The conservative commentator Sara Gonzales founded American Beauty, a cosmetics company “for women who love America.” (Lipstick shades include Freedom Fighter and Triggered.) Vanessa Santos, who runs a right-leaning public-relations firm called Red Renegade PR, told me that the market for anti-woke goods is niche but ardent. “People want to buy something that’s patriotic,” Santos told me, and “they want to know the kind of person who’s behind the product.”

Ramaswamy’s Strive isn’t even the only “anti-woke” asset-management firm to launch in the past few years. In 2020, the money managers William Flaig and Tom Carter started the American Conservative Values E.T.F., a fund that boycotts companies deemed to be supporting a liberal agenda. 2ndVote Funds, which offers two products and emphasizes conservative and faith-based values, appeared the same year. Last month, Strive surpassed both outfits in size, announcing that it had more than five hundred million dollars in investment assets after its first three months.

What Strive sells are E.T.F.s—exchange-traded funds, which consist of a basket of stocks or bonds, similar to a mutual fund. The first E.T.F. that the firm introduced invests in energy companies. It was soon followed by an E.T.F. that focusses on the semiconductor industry. Strive also began a publicity campaign targeting seven companies—Amazon, Apple, Chevron, Citigroup, Disney, ExxonMobil, and Home Depot—that Ramaswamy claims would be more profitable if they abandoned their E.S.G. goals.

The creation of firms like Ramaswamy’s represents a countermovement to a phenomenon that itself was a countermovement. E.S.G. investing arose in part as a response to the concept of shareholder primacy, which Milton Friedman famously articulated in a 1970 essay in the Times. Corporations should not be concerned with the public interest, such as reducing discrimination and pollution, he argued. Managers’ only duty was to maximize the profits of shareholders, the company’s true owners—an idea that, for obvious reasons, was instantly appealing to many investors.

The opposing argument, which came to be known as stakeholder capitalism, contended that when companies made decisions they had a responsibility—financial as well as ethical—to everyone affected by their dealings. As such, they might weigh factors other than profit, such as environmental impacts and the well-being of workers and communities. The term “E.S.G.” was first formally proposed in a 2004 U. N. Global Compact report. Specific ways of measuring a company’s E.S.G. performance have since been refined into a scoring system. Pension-fund managers, for example, might use the scores to evaluate long-term risks such as climate change and demographic shifts, to avoid squandering the money of workers who would depend on their retirement funds in the future. Some companies game their E.S.G. scores and exaggerate their “responsible” choices as a cynical marketing strategy. But even companies that take the goals seriously aren’t motivated primarily by virtue. Rebecca Henderson, a Harvard Business School professor who consults with companies on sustainability, said, “I promise you, these companies want to make money.” But, she added, executives are also eager to stay viable in a future in which carbon might be taxed and more employees and consumers will avoid companies that pollute heedlessly or mistreat their workers.

Larry Fink, BlackRock’s C.E.O. and a proponent of E.S.G. investing, is a favorite target of Ramaswamy. As a shepherd of around eight trillion dollars in investor money, Fink has urged companies to adopt plans to become carbon neutral and ultimately transition to a post-carbon economy. Ramaswamy contends, without citing specific evidence, that Fink is collaborating with political élites on such matters: promoting environmental policies that they have failed to push through Congress. He has attacked Fink’s supposed liberal agenda so assiduously that a newcomer to U.S. politics might, after imbibing conservative media, mistake the BlackRock C.E.O.—one of the most powerful men on Wall Street—for a darling of the American left.

BlackRock’s business is more complicated than Ramaswamy suggests. For instance, not all of its funds are E.S.G.-based. (A company spokesperson notes that less than six per cent of its assets under management are in “dedicated sustainable investing strategies.”) Last year, BlackRock announced that it would allow investors in some of its funds to participate in company shareholder votes on matters such as executive compensation and climate policies, rather than BlackRock voting on their behalf.

Some skeptics of Ramaswamy speculate that, for all his insinuations about Fink’s alliances, he’s part of a well-established campaign that is guided by right-wing mega-donors and is intent on sabotaging climate-change measures. Ramaswamy dismisses such notions; he’s down, he says, with the “grassroots” people—conservative patriots who are fuelling anti-E.S.G. backlash that has reached Republican-controlled legislatures from Texas to West Virginia. In October, Louisiana announced that it would withdraw nearly eight hundred million dollars from BlackRock. Similarly, Florida later declared that it would divest two billion dollars from the company.

Bill Ackman, the founder of Pershing Square Capital, a fifteen-billion-dollar hedge fund, was, behind Thiel and his affiliates, the second-biggest seed investor in Strive. Still, he told me, he disagrees with much of what Ramaswamy says: “My experience, at least with the companies we know, is that being thoughtful with everything from packaging to environmental considerations is generally something that’s good for business. If Exxon were smarter, they probably should have made some earlier-stage investments. They should have put up capital in the first round of Tesla.” Nonetheless, Ackman appreciates Ramaswamy’s emphasis on what he thinks is an unhealthy concentration of capital in the asset-management industry. “A world in which three fund managers are controlling corporate America is not a world that’s good for America,” Ackman said. Because BlackRock and its competitors make most of their money through fees, he said, and don’t own the stock they control on behalf of their investors, they have little at stake in the outcome of policies that they’re promoting.

Tariq Fancy, who until 2019 worked as BlackRock’s global chief investment officer for sustainable investing, has doubts about both Ramaswamy and E.S.G. He has concluded that sustainable investing, at least as BlackRock was practicing it, is counterproductive. E.S.G. creates an illusion of progress that allows people to avoid harder, more meaningful ways of addressing climate change and other problems. He said that most E.S.G. investing (which he differentiated from corporations trying to make themselves “greener”) takes the form of divestment—choosing not to put money in, say, fossil-fuel companies. Such discrete redirections of resources, he suggests, are unlikely to build into movements powerful enough to provoke broad policy change. “Look at the Middle East,” Fancy said. “They’d talk about not having investments in alcohol, but they never thought that it would stop people in France from drinking wine.” He also noted that Ramaswamy and other conservatives say that the government, not people like Larry Fink, should address climate change, but fail to acknowledge that the political and regulatory process has been distorted by corporate interests. “If they were serious, they would follow the argument to its natural conclusion,” he said. “You would want to get money out of politics. ” The more likely reality, Fancy believes, is that the Ramaswamys and Thiels of the world would prefer to see little to no government action on climate change, labor practices, diversity in boardrooms, or other issues.

When I asked Ramaswamy why he ignores how money in politics compromises the regulatory and legislative process, the issue seemed to bore him. People had been fretting about getting money out of politics for years, he said. His Larry-Fink-as-left-wing-bogeyman theory, by contrast, felt fresh.

But didn’t the enormous concentration of wealth in the hands of a few pose a serious threat to democracy? Not necessarily, he replied. “You can buy your yachts, you can buy your houses, you can buy your nice cars, but you shouldn’t be able to buy a greater share of voice as a citizen,” he said. The ultra-wealthy did buy more of a voice, I pointed out, by influencing the political process at every level, from choosing the President and hiring lobbyists who write legislation to pouring money into school-board elections. He picked up his phone, as if to seek out a more interesting conversation. “I just don’t think that’s the biggest problem.”

Shortly after Ramaswamy was born, his family commissioned his horoscope, which predicted that he was destined for greatness. He would later say that his family bestowed on him, their firstborn, a sense of “deep-seated superiority” and an expectation that he would outperform the “average mediocre Joes” with whom he went to school. Geetha told me that she and her husband, known as V. G., believed that Vivek and his younger brother, Shankar, as children of immigrants, would have to work harder to succeed than the children of American-born parents. “There are a lot of things we didn’t know, being from India,” she said.

In eighth grade, at a large and economically diverse public school, Vivek was “roughed up” and pushed down the stairs by a Black student. An injured hip required surgery, and his parents decided to enroll him in a private preparatory school. When I first asked Ramaswamy if that incident influenced his views on race, he seemed not to have thought much about it. But some days afterward he wondered aloud if the experience had precipitated his doubt that members of one underrepresented group had a unique claim on being discriminated against: “All human beings can be on both the giving and receiving end of that.”

A strain of animus toward Black Americans runs through much of Ramaswamy’s public commentary. After a foundation that has been linked to Black Lives Matter was discovered to have spent donations on high-end real estate, he started to quip that B.L.M. should stand for “Big Lavish Mansions.” In our conversations, he could be similarly antagonistic, as when he discussed how today’s civil-rights activists—a group he defined as comprising Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, and Ibram X. Kendi—had “sold out” to corporate America. He couldn’t say exactly how Kendi had sold out, but he believed that Jackson, the Baptist minister and former Presidential candidate, who is now in his eighties, had profiteered on his standing as a civil-rights leader. Ramaswamy likened this to extortion, but later clarified that the extortion attempts he meant to criticize were racial-equity audits conducted by the former Attorneys General Eric Holder and Loretta Lynch and their law firms. Corporations such as Starbucks and Verizon, he said, felt that to avoid accusations of racism they had to hire the firms, often at great expense, to assess their diversity policies.

“I definitely find the idea of systemic racism revolting,” Ramaswamy told me. He allowed that it had existed in the U.S. at moments in the past, offering the era of slavery as one example. But racism was atrophying, he said, so societal goods should not be unevenly distributed on racial grounds. He mentioned a white, heavyset conservative male classmate at Harvard who was considered uncool, and argued that the social pecking order was stacked against him “more than some athletic Black kid who came and got a place on the basketball team.” Ramaswamy blamed affirmative action and similar policies for forcing élite institutions to lower their standards, and said that the current narrative of systemic racism creates more racism than would otherwise exist. “Affirmative action is the single biggest form of institutionalized racism in America today,” he concluded.

Ramaswamy’s political awakening began not at home but in the company of a conservative-Christian piano teacher with whom he took private lessons from elementary through high school. As he worked his way from the easy Bach preludes to Mozart’s “Rondo Alla Turca,” the teacher, who became something of a godmother, railed against Hillary Clinton and extolled the virtues of free speech, patriotism, and Ronald Reagan.

A conservatism that puts its faith in unfettered markets would come to inform even Ramaswamy’s understanding of caste relations in the Indian state of Kerala, where he spent summers with his family. Ramaswamy’s family is Brahmin, the highest caste in the Hindu hierarchy. In “Woke, Inc.,” he maintains that “American-style capitalism” is repairing the damage of that pernicious system, writing approvingly that a “lower-caste guy” in India can now deliver Domino’s pizza and “my family tips him to show their appreciation.”

At Harvard, where he majored in biology, Ramaswamy joined the South Asian Association but was more interested in American politics. Identifying as a libertarian, he became president of the Harvard Political Union. He also performed Eminem covers and original free-market-themed rap songs as a kind of alter ego called Da Vek. Paul Davis, who lived in a dorm with Ramaswamy and later worked with him at his pharmaceutical company, said, “He knows his views and style rubbed some people the wrong way, but he didn’t care.”

At the time, Ramaswamy was irritated by what he saw as groupthink all around him. One of his classmates’ campaigns, a push to raise wages for janitors on campus, prompted him to lash out in the Harvard Crimson. The article was an early demonstration of his glee at puncturing what he sees as liberal pieties. Those supporting a wage increase, he wrote, had inadvertently linked the “fundamental human worth” of the workers they were championing to the paychecks they received. True, a bigger paycheck might give the janitors more financial stability. But the higher pay—more than “the laws of supply and demand would require,” he claimed—would signify that Harvard students felt sorry for the janitors. This would harm the janitors in other ways, as “a condescending strain of sympathy subtly yet naturally replaces the mutual human respect that otherwise would have existed.”

The summer after Ramaswamy’s sophomore year, he took an internship at a nine-billion-dollar hedge fund called Amaranth Advisors. He thought that working in the firm’s biotech division, where a team of doctors and scientists evaluated stocks for the firm to invest in, might be more exciting than working in a lab. “Woke, Inc.” records his disillusionment with the experience. He recalls Amaranth’s founder, Nicholas Maounis, explaining to the summer interns that the purpose of a hedge fund was “to turn a pile of money into an even bigger pile of money.” Ramaswamy joined a company-sponsored cruise, where he says he came to the attention of the firm’s big traders by winning a poker tournament. After that, they began taking him to extravagant restaurants and clubs with bottle service—indulgences subsidized by investor fees. “Even at the age of nineteen, it struck me as, like, this is not the way a company should be,” he said. The next year, after one of the firm’s traders reportedly lost several billion dollars in a week betting on natural-gas futures, Amaranth collapsed. (Maounis, through legal counsel at his new firm, Verition Fund Management, said that he recollected neither Ramaswamy nor the events he related.)

Ramaswamy’s next summer internship, another disappointment, was at Goldman Sachs. He describes the inner workings of the firm as a charade, with jaded bankers in hand-tailored dress shirts doing little while making a show of how busy they were. He was especially struck by what was often called Service Day, when employees engaged in volunteer projects around the city. One day, he recalled, he and some co-workers gathered at a park in Harlem for a tree-planting session. A Goldman boss showed up in Gucci boots, told the employees to take photographs to document their presence, and then split. The group reconvened shortly afterward at a bar. (A former Goldman executive who participated in the volunteer program for nearly two decades told me that, although the flavor of the episode seemed credible, it was hard to imagine an entire group abandoning a project before starting.)

When Ramaswamy remarked to a colleague that it should be called Social Day, not Service Day, the colleague asked him if he’d ever heard of the Golden Rule. To treat others as one wished to be treated, Ramaswamy offered. “No,” the colleague told him. “He who has the gold makes the rules.”

After graduating from Harvard, Ramaswamy took a job as a biotech-stock analyst at QVT, a hedge fund in New York City led by physicists he considered brilliant. He learned about financial engineering and how to evaluate investment opportunities, but after a couple of years he got restless. In 2010, he spent a day auditing classes at Yale Law School, where he’d previously deferred enrollment. Sitting in on a criminal-law course taught by Jed Rubenfeld, Ramaswamy was mesmerized.

“I am inherently interested in questions of justice,” he told me. “It was a disciplined way to explore and figure out what I believed about things. I thought, I have to do this.” While continuing to work at QVT, he enrolled at the law school. In the years he was there, he said, he made around ten million dollars. At Yale, he established important connections: with Vance, a fellow Cincinnati Bengals fan; Thiel, who hosted an intimate lunch seminar for select students, and who later staked him on a venture helping senior citizens access Medicare; and his future wife, Apoorva, who lived across the way from him while attending medical school.

Ramaswamy stayed at the hedge-fund job after getting his law degree, and also took a standup-comedy class. The course was “traumatizing,” he said—he wasn’t any good. But he did learn a trick that stuck: carrying around a notebook to capture passing thoughts or jokes as soon as they arose. While researching biotech companies for QVT, he began filling the notebook with ideas and with impressions of executives he met. In 2014, these scribblings became the basis for Roivant, his pharmaceutical venture. It was a fine time to start a company. Venture-capital investors were flush with cash and searching for ambitious young men with startups that they could invest in.

The pharmaceutical-development process, which involves moving drugs through rounds of testing and approvals, is slow, and drugs are often abandoned along the way. Sometimes a drug doesn’t work. Other times, the decision to drop a product is economic: executives determine that the drug, no matter how effective, won’t be profitable, or won’t align with their business strategy. Ramaswamy’s idea was that Roivant could license drugs that had been left languishing, take them through the rest of the development process, and share the proceeds with the original manufacturer.

Ramaswamy had no experience running a company. Nonetheless, he’d soon declare that Roivant would be the “Berkshire Hathaway of drug development.” He raised approximately ninety-three million dollars from investors, among them QVT. Roivant had around ten employees at the start, including Ramaswamy’s mother and brother, and was organized in the spirit of a hedge fund, with subsidiaries that each specialized in a single medical issue, such as women’s health or urology. Scientists and pharmaceutical experts hired for a subsidiary were offered equity in the company as an incentive to leave jobs at more established drugmakers. Ramaswamy’s advisory board included several well-known Democrats, including Tom Daschle, the former Senate Majority Leader; Kathleen Sebelius, the former Secretary of Health and Human Services under President Barack Obama; and Donald Berwick, the former administrator of the Centers for Medicare and Medicaid Services.

Berwick was attracted to Roivant, he told me, because of its commitment to improving access to critical medicines. “I thought he had latched on to an important problem in that there are important drugs that don’t get developed because they don’t fit in the business model of the company, so these assets stay on the shelf,” Berwick said. “His idea was to get them off the shelf by making them attractive. ” In discussions with Ramaswamy, “politics never came up,” Berwick said. What the founder did talk about was pricing drugs reasonably so that they’d be accessible to patients who needed them.

At the end of 2014, Roivant acquired one of its first drugs, an experimental Alzheimer’s medication, from GlaxoSmithKline, for five million dollars up front. There is no effective treatment for Alzheimer’s, and drug companies have spent billions of dollars trying to develop one. Geetha Ramaswamy had worked for pharmaceutical companies that were developing treatments for Alzheimer’s and other cognitive disorders, and had clinical expertise that would be valuable to her son’s company. The drug that Roivant bought, known as SB-742457, had been shelved even though in early trial phases it had shown signs of reversing mental decline when paired with an older drug called Aricept. Ramaswamy’s company would owe G.S.K. a 12.5-per-cent royalty on net sales and other possible payments should it manage to bring SB-742457 to market.

In 2015, the biotech industry was in the midst of a boom—or, some might say, a bubble. Stock prices had been skyrocketing in an environment full of hype. Ramaswamy took advantage of the moment. He created a subsidiary in Bermuda to own the drug, and prepared to sell shares to the public before the medication, in combination with Aricept, began the pivotal Phase III clinical trial.

That June, the subsidiary, Axovant, raised more than three hundred million dollars through an initial public offering—a remarkable amount given that the subsidiary’s value was based solely on the potential of one untested drug. As the drug, since renamed intepirdine, proceeded through the clinical trial, with around thirteen hundred patients, Forbes put Ramaswamy on its cover and called him “The 30-Year-Old CEO Conjuring Drug Companies from Thin Air.” In the accompanying article, Ramaswamy declared, “This will be the highest return on investment endeavor ever taken up in the pharmaceutical industry.” The following year, Forbes named him one of the richest entrepreneurs in America under the age of forty. But in September, 2017, with Axovant reportedly valued at around $2.6 billion, Ramaswamy received an unpleasant phone call. Intepirdine was a bust. It had failed to meaningfully improve the health or cognition of the patients in the clinical trial.

“It felt humiliating,” Ramaswamy told me. Roivant had acquired another promising drug, to treat prostate cancer, that, when used in combination with a second drug, seemed to ease symptoms of uterine fibroids and endometriosis. But the prostate medication was years away from coming to market. “I’d let people down. I took it hard,” he said. Even now, he says, the wounds from the fiasco aren’t fully healed. However, he’s come up with a positive spin on it: “My latitude for being willing to fail big is a lot higher than it was then.”

In the summer of 2019, the Business Roundtable, an association of more than two hundred C.E.O.s of the largest companies in the country, issued a new statement of corporate responsibility, saying that businesses should aim to operate ethically in addition to delivering profits to their shareholders. The statement was not binding for members, but it reflected anxieties about wealth inequality and about the declining financial security of the middle class. Around that time, individual companies, from Airbnb to Citigroup, issued their own statements on moral obligations. In January, 2020, at the World Economic Forum in Davos, David Solomon, the C.E.O. of Goldman Sachs, announced that the firm, in its U.S. and Western European markets, would no longer underwrite initial public offerings for companies whose boards lacked at least one “diverse” member. (That number is now two.)

Ramaswamy’s notebook began filling up again. “Everyone was saying the exact same thing at the exact same time, and it got under my skin,” he said. He submitted an op-ed to the Wall Street Journal in which he denounced “stakeholder capitalism” for advising powerful companies “to implement the social goals that their CEOs want to push.” These were issues that should be decided by the citizenry, he wrote, through voting and policymaking. After the article ran, Ramaswamy relished the impact that he seemed to be having. “It wasn’t like being at a dinner party, where I’m just sharing my opinions,” he told me. “If I wasn’t the one making that argument, I wasn’t sure if anyone else would be taking that on. That was enjoyable, but it also came with some sense of responsibility. ”

A book seemed like a natural next step. Seeking advice, he turned to Rubenfeld and his wife, Amy Chua, who is also a professor at Yale Law School and whose book “Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother,” about spurring her two daughters to become overachievers, had been a best-seller. (Chua had also mentored Vance at Yale and advised him on the writing of his memoir, “Hillbilly Elegy.”) Around the time they met, Rubenfeld was under investigation by Yale for sexual harassment—a charge that he denies and which led to a two-year suspension from the faculty. He heard out Ramaswamy’s somewhat scattered ideas and suggested a tauter study of capitalism, democracy, and the changing culture of the American workplace. Rubenfeld said of Ramaswamy, “He is one of the most skilled people I know in terms of listening to criticism and learning from it.” Ramaswamy accepted the advice, began writing trenchantly about his experiences in the Ivy League and the corporate world, and eventually took his proposal to a publisher of conservative authors, Center Street.

In May, 2020, as he was working on the manuscript, George Floyd was murdered by a police officer in Minneapolis, and cities across the country erupted with protests. Corporate executives began issuing statements expressing sympathy and support for racial justice. (A photo circulated of Jamie Dimon, the C.E.O. of JPMorgan Chase, kneeling in apparent solidarity.) Ramaswamy, unsurprisingly, was annoyed. “The murder of George Floyd was tragic,” he wrote in “Woke, Inc.,” “but it was also tragic that thousands of people of all races died of diseases every day that could be better treated by a broken health-care system.” Employees at Roivant, too, wanted Ramaswamy to issue a statement of support for Black Lives Matter. Instead, he sent a company-wide e-mail that acknowledged the “painful” week and the protests, and advised his staff to “stay safe.” This did not go over well. A colleague accused him of being “tone-deaf,” and many of the young people Roivant had recruited demanded to know how the company was addressing systemic racism in its subsidiaries. He later wrote, “There was something curious to me about corporate America’s fixation on the BLM movement, even as other obvious injustices continued to abound. I was personally appalled by China’s persecution of its Uighur population.” But, he went on, “none of my employees or directors expressed concern to me about these human rights violations.”

In the aftermath of the January 6th attack on the Capitol by supporters of President Donald Trump, Ramaswamy co-authored a Wall Street Journal op-ed with Rubenfeld. They called the assault on the Capitol “disgraceful,” but sounded more exercised that Twitter, Facebook, and other tech companies had suspended Trump’s accounts on the ground that he had incited violence. The op-ed contended that the tech companies’ decisions about whom to ban were politically motivated.

Members of Roivant’s advisory board were following Ramaswamy’s new career as a cultural critic, and some were distressed. In Berwick’s view, Tucker Carlson and Fox News were toying with American democracy. Moreover, Berwick thought, Ramaswamy’s regular public statements about how corporations did not exist to deliver social benefits ran counter to Roivant’s original mission—to bring reasonably priced medicines to people who needed them.

The day after the Journal piece appeared online, Berwick resigned from Roivant’s advisory board. Daschle and Sebelius quit, too. Ramaswamy was startled by the departures, particularly Berwick’s, but he was unrepentant. A week and a half later, he went on Carlson’s show to call on President Joe Biden to pressure Twitter to reinstate Trump.

“To me, he’s assuming a status quo that does not exist,” Berwick said. “Democracy is so under the gun right now. And the very forces that he’s talking about, these moneyed forces, are part of the reason. His view is they should get out of the political scene entirely, and my view is they’re in it—the money’s there.”

Just a few weeks after January 6th, Ramaswamy announced that he would step down from the business he’d founded to focus full time on his writing and political interests. Roivant had recovered from its Alzheimer’s-drug failure, and he told me he realized that he “couldn’t be a free-speaking citizen without hurting the company.” He was also mulling a run for the Senate seat in Ohio held by Rob Portman, who said that he would not seek reëlection, in large part because of the polarization in Washington.

The Republican Party was perennially in need of candidates of color to diversify its ranks—especially those with stage presence and a good origin story. Ramaswamy was invited to a dinner attended by Kevin McCarthy, the House Minority Leader, and took the opportunity to raise the subject of his political future. He recalls McCarthy saying that he could do more good as a thought leader for the Party than as a junior member of Congress. Others he consulted suggested that a life in politics would be a source of misery and frustration.

Ramaswamy was also casting about for another business to start—maybe an anti-woke shoe company to compete with Nike, or an anti-woke beverage company to take on Coca-Cola. But conditions seemed more propitious for an “anti-BlackRock”—something much bigger than the anti-E.S.G. companies that had already formed.

At the time, a wave of anti-E.S.G sentiment was taking hold at the local level. States including Oklahoma, Kentucky, and Texas passed bills that allowed their officials to restrict the activities of financial institutions if they were determined to be limiting their dealings with the fossil-fuel or firearm industries. The lobbying arm of the Heritage Foundation, which has received funding from the billionaire Koch brothers and other allies of the fossil-fuel industry, is an enthusiastic supporter of such anti-E.S.G. endeavors. (Ramaswamy has appeared frequently at Heritage functions.) Heritage also has ties to the State Financial Officers Foundation, a group that includes conservative state treasurers and has promoted anti-E.S.G. efforts. Ramaswamy spoke to a gathering of the group this past February. A few months later, he was collaborating with one of its rising stars, Riley Moore, the West Virginia state treasurer, on a Wall Street Journal op-ed. The piece criticized the disproportionate power of the “big three” asset managers over public companies.

Moore told me that, after he took office in January, 2021, he heard that coal, gas, and oil companies with operations in his state were struggling because some banks had made it more difficult for them to borrow money. (He declined to name any of the companies.) “I immediately started to dig in and wonder about how we could push back,” Moore said. West Virginia was one of the country’s largest energy producers, with some seventy-two thousand workers in the sector, and the industry generated millions of dollars in revenue for the state. Moore wrote to Goldman Sachs, JPMorgan, Wells Fargo, Morgan Stanley, BlackRock, and U.S. Bank, warning that they might lose state contracts should they be found to be boycotting fossil fuels.

“Everybody talks about climate change, and I get what they’re saying—maybe the climate is changing,” Moore said. “But it misses what’s measurably changing drastically in this country, and that is the question of human flourishing. We see people’s life expectancy dropping, drug addiction, people generationally doing worse than their grandparents or parents were doing. That is a huge problem, one that has to be addressed more immediately than the question of the climate changing. Here in West Virginia, that is a rich man’s problem.”

Moore added that today some West Virginia coal miners make ninety thousand dollars a year. Meanwhile, small towns and local businesses have been “gutted” by Walmart. “If they take our coal-mining jobs away in certain parts of this state, the only jobs we have left are in Walmarts,” he said. “And that’s not living.”

Some states that pass anti-E.S.G. legislation could face a new set of economic difficulties, according to a recent study by Daniel Garrett, an assistant professor of finance at Wharton, and Ivan Ivanov, a senior economist with the Federal Reserve Bank of Chicago. They found that in Texas five banks paused or halted their underwriting of municipal bonds after anti-E.S.G. laws were adopted in September, 2021. The experts’ estimate suggests that a loss of competition in the market cost Texas municipalities an additional three to five hundred million dollars in interest on bonds in the first eight months.

Earlier this month, the anti-E.S.G. movement gained ground in unexpected territory. Vanguard withdrew from a large climate-finance alliance, the Net Zero Asset Managers Initiative, which aims to encourage fund companies to reach net-zero carbon targets by 2050. The company, which had been under pressure from Republican politicians, stated that it would track its own climate progress instead. Critics immediately accused the company of giving in to the anti-woke movement. Ramaswamy filed the news away as another victory.

He was also gratified, this fall, by the response to a public letter he’d sent the C.E.O. of Chevron, urging him to reject calls by BlackRock and other institutional shareholders to reduce carbon emissions and to increase investments in renewable energy. When I met Ramaswamy for dinner one night in Manhattan at his favorite Mexican restaurant, he told me he’d be meeting later that evening with Chevron’s C.F.O. Ramaswamy seemed exhilarated by the thought that he, like Larry Fink, could start telling business leaders what to do.

He’d been on a round of speaking engagements and was in the city with his body man to promote, among other things, a new book with a self-explanatory title: “Nation of Victims: Identity Politics, the Death of Merit, and the Path Back to Excellence.” As he tore into a plate of quesadillas with huitlacoche, I asked Ramaswamy if his burgeoning reputation as a conservative firebrand had taken a personal toll. He chose his words carefully. A family member no longer spoke to him, and he’d been ghosted by a close friend. Although he’d forged new relationships with conservatives, none of the connections had turned into friendships. “I feel like the public advocacy, or whatever you call what I’ve been doing in the last couple of years, has eroded more friendships than new friendships made up for it,” he said.

Although Ramaswamy delights in the visibility that his Fox News appearances bring, he wonders about the opportunities foreclosed. “I feel like I recoil when I see someone describe me as a conservative,” Ramaswamy said. “Not that there’s anything wrong with being a conservative. It’s just not how I would describe myself.”

Fear of the label did not stop Ramaswamy from travelling to Washington, D.C., a few weeks later to receive the Gentleman of Distinction Award at the annual gala of a right-leaning organization called the Independent Women’s Forum. The unofficial theme of the event, which took place in the great hall of a museum, seemed to be outrage about transgender athletes in women’s sports. Still, the mood in the room was exuberant. The midterms were imminent, and Republicans were anticipating big gains.

Ramaswamy had flown in from an investment conference in Las Vegas, where he had been interviewed alongside Mike Pompeo, the former Secretary of State, at an event entitled “ESG for Thee, China for Me.” Somewhere along the way, he had upgraded his footwear to black brogues, and when he took the stage he delivered a speech less folksy than the one he’d tried out months earlier, in Dublin. He shared his child-of-immigrants story; quoted Abraham Lincoln and Martin Luther King, Jr.; slammed E.S.G. and tech censorship; and then got to the self-mythologizing portion of the narrative—that he had stepped down from his company, where he’d been working to develop a cancer drug, to fight a new kind of cancer afflicting our culture.

“That is this new secular religion in America that says that your identity is based on your race, your gender, and your sexual orientation, full stop,” he said. “That America is a systemically racist nation. That if you’re Black you’re inherently disadvantaged. That if you’re white you’re inherently privileged.”

The following month, the Republicans’ disappointing performance in the midterms led to furious intraparty debate over whether to remain loyal to Trump or to move on. But a point of consensus seemed to be that the quality of the Party’s candidates mattered. After people started suggesting that Ramaswamy run for President, he found it hard to shake off the idea. Maybe he was the right person to unify the country around shared values—values that, at the D.C. gala, he underlined in a pounding conclusion.

“The idea that no matter who you are, or where you came from, or what your skin color is, that you can achieve anything you ever want in this country, with your own hard work, your own commitment, and your own dedication—that,” he said, his voice soaring, “is the American Dream.”

Moments later, he was engulfed by admirers. Frank Coleman, of the Cigar Association of America, who claimed that the F.D.A. was “trying to kill the industry” by threatening to ban flavored cigars, had never heard of Ramaswamy before, but said, “It was a tremendous speech.” Tulsi Gabbard, the former congresswoman and 2020 Presidential candidate who’d recently announced that she was leaving the Democratic Party, called Ramaswamy courageous. Mark Meadows, Trump’s former chief of staff, used the same word. An hour later, Ramaswamy was still fielding well-wishers when he realized that he needed to get to the airport. It was wheels-up soon, and he had places to go. ♦

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