how not to lay off

Gilt City Beggar 

Well you’d kinda think it went without saying that when you fire people, you shouldn’t lead them to believe you’ve just consigned them to a life of dumpster-diving and peeing on shredded newsprint.

Even if you have.

But apparently Northwest Airlines is as clueless when it comes to layoff PR as United is at that whole bigotry thang. The Smoking Gun reports on the handy-dandy pamphlet NWA handed its outgoing workers, to enable them to make the transition from productive worker to presumably Thunderbird-soused binners as smoothly as possible:

In a remarkable bit of corporate insensitivity, Northwest Airlines brass gave workers it is laying off a booklet offering “101 Ways To Save Money,” including “don’t be shy about pulling something you like out of the trash” and “ask your doctor for samples of prescriptions.” The booklet was included in a layoff packet recently given to dozens of pink-slipped workers in North Dakota, Montana, and Texas

Along with the dumpster diving suggestion, Northwest recommended shorter showers, thrift store shopping, and getting “hand-me-down clothes and toys for your kids from friends and relatives.” Not to mention “grow your own vegetables and herbs” and “use old newspapers for cat litter.”

The whole document is on TSG‘s website here. Hey, what are you gonna do when Family Circle isn’t around to cover this lifestyle tip stuff anymore?

Praying Beggar

niggaknow segway

Segway...nerd chariot of the gods

NiggaKnow Technology has reviewed the latest from Segway, with predictably hair-on-the-walls results. And I say more power to them; the Segway is a self-indulgent, expensive, purposeless piece of turdblossom whose only justification for existence is the undeniable fact that some people are just too damn rich and lazy to operate their own feet. The moment it was announced I pronounced it DOA, and in this I have been proven right. It’s been on PR life support ever since, while Dean Kamen has been holed up, frantically trying to produce something that either A) improves the world we live in or B) entertains enough people that they forgive him the relentless Segway hype. Perhaps a robot that runs on recycled plastic and costs five dollars to build and employs people in Katrina-devastated territory and Darfur might about do it, but only if it could also pratfall on command like Chevy Chase.

Let’s go to the Motherfucking Transcript, shall we?Segway geezer

Segway got a new line of they faggot nerd bikes that will allow white people to bend side to side when they decide they want to turn left or right. That’s it, that’s the big motherfucking innovation. White people twisting they selves on a straight up gay scooter with they silly ass helmets on trying to take they ass to work so they can tell they bosses how much they love all they motherfucking stupid suggestions and ideas for 12 like hours, skip lunch, and get fatter eating 15,000 calories worth of oreos in they motherfucking cubicles. That shit ain’t new, The real Segway news come into play when you look at they site.

But where’s the race angle?

So I read about they new pillow biting ass nerd chariots and went to they site. I’m like 15 pages deep in white motherfucker marketing bullshit and I notice that they trying to correct the mistakes of the past by actually popping some black people up on they bitch made brochure looking site. How many? Two, and they even got security guard uniforms.

NiggaKnow Segway

This motherfucker right here got that real white agenda illustrated to the ultimate. Not only do they got another black security guard, in a motherfucking empty secluded ass parking deck, on one them faggot nerd bikes.. but the nigga is PEEPING OUT on a motherfucking MINIVAN.

I mean what the fuck kind of white deception bullshit is that? How the fuck you gonna tell me that niggas be casing motherfucking MINI-VANS while rolling on one of those nerd bikes. I mean that shit is motherfucking boganza, but for some god damn reason it makes sense in they little white heads. I mean, if a nigga gonna roll on that faggot ass 5 grand nerd bike, then they may as well be chopping mini-vans. Its like Segway telling motherfuckers that black people down with quilting bees and motherfucking ovaltine when they could take time out they busy schedule of robbing Chevettes and Volvos.

Segway polo. Have these people no pride?

Operation Global Media Domination: the temptation situation

Have I ever explained just how difficult it is to maintain the care and feeding of a decent blog while actually working?

Hell to the No! How would I know, right?

But it is. Found out today. Wish me luck feeding the beast, as they say in the White House, now that I actually have, like, “work” and stuff to do.

Meantime, just because it was good for 37 comments last time, let’s have a piccie from my new favoritest movie!

11/5

looking black for Conrad

But they're easily confused

All is not well in Conrad Black‘s heart of darkness.

Possibly Canada’s most literate alleged criminal, Black has just successfully defended himself from an attempt to revoke his bail and stick him in the pokey. He was less successful, however, in his attempt to prevent charges of tax evasion from being added to the sordid mix.

The CBC has the story:

On Aug. 10, a U.S. judge raised Black‘s bond by $1 million in cash to $21 million US, saying the toppled media baron had misrepresented how much he was worth.

The Canadian-born 61-year-old is scheduled to go on trial in March 2007 on racketeering and fraud charges, accused of looting millions of dollars from Hollinger International Inc. when he headed the media empire.

Judge Amy St. Eve of the U.S. District Court in Chicago, who is overseeing Black‘s upcoming trial, agreed with prosecutors that Black had misstated the worth of his assets, but denied their request to revoke his bond and jail the 61-year-old.

In related news, he’s filed a revised “oops, forgot about those millions” statement listing additional money his wife has loaned him since his income stream became uh, became uh, constrained. Relatively speaking.

AccountingWeb (whodathunk there’d be such a thing?) has his number:

A revised affidavit, filed last month, says that his wife loaned him $2.3 million between January and April of this year. “Essentially, it appears that whenever Black needs money, his wife (or at the very least, her corporation) stands ready to provide millions of dollars in cash without so much as a promissory note,” prosecutors said in court papers filed in the U.S. District Court for the Northern District of Illinois. “The Blacks have a unique financial arrangement into which the government and this court have little or no information.”

Now, Barbara Amiel-Black, known previously as Lady Black Barbara Amiel Blackof Crossharbour and before that simply as Barbara Amiel and, around Toronto newsrooms as a bit of a femme fatale, is a journalist. She’s a columnist. Sure, being Conrad Black‘s wife didn’t hurt her when she was out knocking on doors, asking papers to carry her column (like Chicago, where she was not loved). But it must be admitted that very few journalists, not even Polly Toynbee, are so vastly overpaid that they can loan out $2.3 million at will. Maybe she’s taken some of those rocks she’s so fond of to the pawn shop.

The report cites a wide range of personal expenses the Blacks allegedly charged to the company, including $2,463 for handbags and $3,530 for silverware for the Blacks’ corporate jet. Amiel Black is said to have charged the company for tips she gave a doorman at Bergdorf-Goodman, an expensive Manhattan clothing store. In 2000, Hollinger International paid $42,870 for a “Happy Birthday, Barbara” dinner party at New York’s La Grenouille restaurant. Guests at the $212-a-plate party included Oscar de la Renta and Barbara Walters

and there’s this:

Timson also recalled the time Barbara was walking along Toronto’s Bloor Street with a friend when a man passed by, smilingly acknowledging Barbara. “Who was that?” the friend asked.

“I’m not sure,” she replied, “but I think it was my first husband.”

I must say, however, that he has lawyered up in quite an impressive manner indeed. It may never be the same attorney twice, but they all seem to be a dab hand with the snappy quote:

Black’s attorney Ed Genson told the Sun-Times: “They ought to start filing their pleadings like lawyers and not short story writers.”

Very nice. When I’m down to my wife’s last $2.3 million, I want Ed Genson in my corner too. Mind you, it must be maddening to work for Black; by the time you’ve gotten back from giving your press conference, he’ll have faxed you a complete, footnoted and annotated list of where you could have improved and the changes he’d like to see for next time.

listen to what barry says

because Barry is a very, very smart boy. And he knows some awesome animation artists, too. This is a short political video for the Knife Party in the UK, but it is primarily about how TWAT (or GWOT, if you prefer) became institutionalized, and where it’s going. And here‘s a little link from Mistress Cowfish to Bill Kristol’s New American Century project. You remember William Kristol, don’t you? He was the neocon once known as Dan Quayle’s Brain. Helluva reputation to live down, eh?

I stole this from Cold Desert! But I left them some Zombies as payment. Don’t nobody not like zombies!

Aim for the head!