With a net worth of more than $100 million, John Hantz is one of the richest men left in Detroit. Once a star stockbroker at American Express, he left 13 years ago to found his own firm. Today Hantz Financial Services has 20 offices in Michigan, Ohio, and Georgia, more than 500 employees, and $1.3 billion in assets under management. One day about a year and a half ago, Hantz had a revelation. “We need scarcity,” he thought to himself as he drove past block after unoccupied block. “We can’t create opportunities, but we can create scarcity. And that is how I got onto this idea of the farm.”
Yes, a farm. A large-scale, for-profit agricultural enterprise, wholly contained within the city limits of Detroit. Hantz thinks farming could do his city a lot of good: restore big chunks of tax-delinquent, resource-draining urban blight to pastoral productivity; provide decent jobs with benefits; supply local markets and restaurants with fresh produce; attract tourists from all over the world; and — most important of all — stimulate development around the edges as the local land market tilts from stultifying abundance to something more like scarcity and investors move in. Hantz is willing to commit $30 million to the project. He’ll start with a pilot program this spring involving up to 50 acres on Detroit’s east side. “Out of the gates, it’ll be the largest urban farm in the world. That’s the beauty of being down and out, you can actually open your mind to ideas that you would never otherwise embrace.” At this point, Detroit doesn’t have much left to lose.
“The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don’t know what the hell they’re doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.”—
1. Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
2. Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the football before helping around the house. 3. Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don’t Do It! 4. A Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer quickly to No 9 for the meaning of nothing.)
5. That’s Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake. 6. Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you’re welcome. (I want to add a clause here - This is true, unless she says ‘Thanks a lot’, which is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say ‘you’re welcome’ - that will bring on No. 7). 7. Whatever: Is a woman’s way of saying, “F— YOU!” 8. Don’t worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking ‘What’s wrong?’ For the woman’s response refer to No. 4.
9. Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in “Fine”.
I, woman, don’t ever employ any of these passive agressive behaviors and I fucking resent when they are they are attributed to and conseqently infantilize ‘ALL WOMEN’. Like we don’t know how to fucking speak or communicate.
Seriously y’all. Fuck the fucking fuck off, aight? I’m a woman and the above list drives me mental for 3 reasons
1) its a bs, self-defeating backhanded way of dealing with anyone ever
b) I mean what I fucking say even though I’m a woman. I know right? TOTALLY CRAZY! WHO KNEW?!
iii) All women aren’t this fucking twee.
We down? Rules are, if you wanna act like a manipulative narcissist, then you go ahead but don’t try to justify your bad behavior by claiming it’s a trait all we women share. Cause we don’t.
Right then, so get on to the fucking off!
*I do know a few people exactly like this, but they certainly are not the representatives for all women!
Admit it, you’re asking yourself all those questions on Formspring to make it seem like people give a shit. Solid plan, Bud. I have to hand it to the creators of this thing, though. They’ve taken a concept that is so stupid and they’re running with it. Can I create the next form of social media? Hey how ‘bout this: tubfarter.com. Every time you take a bath, you videotape yourself farting in the tub. Then you upload the video to your profile whenever you have new material. Gold. I wouldn’t create my own profile, but I’d definitely bookmark that sonofabitch.
This isn’t a question…but I’ll help you out anyway.
First thing, don’t be scared. When starting a collage, it may help to have a theme in mind. I did collages when I was much younger, probably one every few years from middle school through college. I think I did a “husband” collage, full of pictures of Colin Farrell, Jude Law, and Orlando Bloom once. I know I created several from specific vacations or events. I definitely remember doing one of my friends from h.s., right before I left for college, because let me tell you, going away to college is both exciting and scary!
I think you’re cute and funny. If an Internet stranger invited you do something with a group of friends, would you be totally creeped out by it? You’d of course be invited to bring along your own friends, including some big, angry-looking bouncer types.
Thanks, Internet stranger! It would depend, how strange are you? I may not be totally creeped. Possibly a little creeped, depending on who these people were. Also, to hang out with this group, would I have to cross county lines? State lines? You see, I live in a state with some very literal physical boundaries, and they comfort me. That pesky southern boundary unnerves me, but I might be persuaded if it were to Indiana. But not Ohio, never Ohio.
so what’s your story? i’m sure you have a couple nice anecdotes that we’d love to hear
I don’t know if I really have a story. I’m pretty boring. Currently, laid off from my marketing job at Borders, just finished my first semester of grad school.
In the past, had lots of fun in h.s., had a great group of friends. Went to college, wanted to be an Editor, ended up in corporate retail.
I did two great internships, one of which I’m pretty proud of. It was for a children’s publishing house near Boston. Moved out there on my own, worked full time at Target, and did the internship full time as well. I love Boston, and may end up there eventually.
If I were to pick a year that was the best of my life, I’d say 1999. My friends and I rented a former frat house. In return for refurbishing the whole place - 7 bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms, two kitchens, dining room, etc. we got free rent for the summer. The 5 of us put three full sized beds in one of the rooms while we did all the work, and worked on the house during the day, and played old school Nintendo (Bubble Bobble!) and watched old movies (So I Married an Axe Murderer) all summer. And alcohol was involved. That was 10 years ago. Good times, noodle salad.
“Our whole universe was in a hot dense state,
Then nearly fourteen billion years ago expansion started. Wait…
The Earth began to cool,
The autotrophs began to drool,
Neanderthals developed tools,
We built a wall (we built the pyramids),
Math, science, history, unraveling the mysteries,
That all started with the big bang!”—BNL for BBT
I’m aware that there is a song by Regina Spektor called “One More Time With Feeling,” and there was a musical episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer called “Once More, with Feeling,” but I didn’t know that until after creating the tumblr.
I’m not exactly sure where it came from, but one of my roommates in college would say it occasionally. Like, “ok now, one more time….with FEELING!” and I think it just stuck with me. It always made me laugh. Also, I think it’s important to do things enthusiastically. :)
I think this is the section where I admit to being a loser-y pathetic follower, and tell you I caved and started a formspring. I don’t think I’m any of those things, it’s more that I’m bored, kind of egotistical, and curious to see if anyone will actually bother asking me a question.
Ask me anything, unless it has something to do with the show Hoarders. I won’t go there.
How do these people not know they are on the show until they walk into the intervention room?? I know they’re out of it most of the time, but I’ve got to assume some of them have seen or at least heard of the show.
Hey addicts - if someone comes to you and says that they want to film a documentary about addiction, you’re on the show!
I just baked chocolate chip cookies (by myself*) for the first time ever, and I suck at it. I took the first pan out too early, and the second pan is on the verge of burnt. I blame the internet for distracting me for those few precious minutes when those cookies overcooked.
*I sound like Kevin from The Office. “I did it all by myself!”
Below you will find some ideas that are guaranteed money in the bank. However, I don’t have the means (nor motivation) to bring them to fruition. They’re all too good not to happen so I’m passing the ideas on to you so that maybe one of you may run with it. Godspeed.
Jerky-lined Ski Coats - I don’t know if I’d have the insulation actually made of jerky but you have to admit that if you got stranded at the top of a mountain, it would sure be nice to have something to eat.
Joey Greco and Roman Polanski in a wrestling match
The jPhone - If you had your choice between an iPhone and a jPhone, wouldn’t you take the higher letter? I would.
Ceiling Fan Cozies
Mittens made of Jerky - See above
Glow in the Dark Cats
Snowmobile Racing with the Mentally Challenged - I just think that would be fun to watch.
The Motorcycle-less Sidecar - Now you can have all the fun and excitement of riding in a sidecar without having to hang out with the douche on the motorcycle.
Grown-up Sized Sit-n-Spin
Bacon flavored Tums
Celebrity Beer Pong
Let’s make these happen, people!
Pretty good list, aside from the overwhelming number of jerky themed ideas. I’m definitely down with the Sit-n-Spin for grownups. And definitely the Motorcycle-less Sidecar.
"The proposal to put the science-lab cuts on the table was approved recently by Berkeley High’s School Governance Council, a body of teachers, parents, and students who oversee a plan to change the structure of the high school to address Berkeley’s dismal racial achievement gap, where white students are doing far better than the state average while black and Latino students are doing worse."