Great Lines: The Money Laundering Edition
Sup everyone. Muneer here.
- This newsletter is going to be all the great lines and zingers from things I read on the Web. As most of you know, I read a lot. Probably more than I should.
- The links aren’t necessarily timely. I read a lot of old stuff. I’m not up with the times.
- And in the course of reading, I often see lines that are hilarious or beautiful.
- I will bring those to you in this space.
First, if you’re an athlete who doesn’t want to be sober, go from being a small fish in a big pond to a colossal fish in a microscopic pond:
After watching his new import drink enough liquor to knock out a horse, Manotoc followed Bates into the street and saw the American pick up the back end of a car by its bumper and do a set of curls with it. He’s wild, Manotoc thought, but he’s strong.
Second, a guy has no hope of a better life, so he keeps committing petty crimes to go to jail:
She cannot compete with prison. The food at Rikers is tasty, said Mr. Mahes. For supper, he had pork chops.
Third, I looked into getting a Nauruan bank charter in the late 2000s. It was going to cost $25,000 to do all the set up. Alas, I was about $3,000 short. I missed my chance:
Nauru specializes in something called a shell bank, which exists only on paper. There are no teller windows, no A.T.M.’s. Indeed, much of a shell bank’s activity takes place not on Nauru (or even in the shack) but in ‘’correspondent accounts’‘ in other countries. A correspondent account is just like a checking account – except it’s for an entire bank.
If you like this newsletter, forward it to friends and enemies, post a link to social media, or print it and use the paper as toilet paper. We might not be restocked quite yet as people buy enough to last until 2035.