Don't try this in your office. This stunt was performed by angry, laid-off dot-com techies in a closed workspace.
Alcohol is one of those magical potions that virtually sells itself. It's our little band-aid of choice after a hard day's work. But in South Korea, officials thought booze needed a little boost.
So the government of Koesan County rolled out an award for drinking workers. This "Cultural Drinking Prize" was bestowed upon those who worked hard and partied harder. One of the winners, whose record listed a previous DUI arrest, took home top honors, flying all-expenses-paid to the island of Cheju.
Not surprisingly, there's been a cultural backlash, forcing the government to halt the competition in its stumbling tracks.
An unnamed official told Reuters: "I guess it was our mistake that the purpose was misinterpreted."
John Brandrick, a British man, was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer two years ago and told, "you'll probably die within the year."
Two years later, he's fit as a fiddle. And the cancer? Well, that turned out to be no more than a non-life threatening inflammation.
So what's the problem?
In between diagnoses, Brandwick quit is job, sold most of his possessions and lived lavishly - expecting to kick the bucket and leave nothing behind.
Now he's got his life back... but is behind on mortgage payments and has no regular source of income.
Brandrick told Sky television,"When they tell you you've got a limited time and everything, you do enjoy life. I'm really pleased that I've got a second chance in life... but if you haven't got no money after all this, which is my fault -- I spent it all -- they should pay something back."
It's my fault..I spent it all... and THEY should pay something back?
Maybe this guy has an inflammation of the cortex too. But in this increasingly litigious society, juries award huge sums to plaintiffs of malpractice suits... often for no discernible reason.
Approximately 50,000 lawsuits are filed every WEEK in the USA. You might think this has nothing to do with you - but every family of four ends up paying a hidden "lawsuit tax" of nearly $10,000 per year, in the form of increased costs of goods and services.
In short, you and I are subsidizing bozos like Brandrick and the unscrupulous lawyers who represent them on a contingency basis.
For now, take a look at a view from the Panama Canal tourist center, as one of the largest ships ever to pass the canal makes its way through the Miraflores Locks. (It costs the cruise line over $200,000 to take this 60-mile shortcut... which sounds like a lot - but it would have cost 10x that to sail around the tip of South America!)
Roy Pearson, a Washington DC judge, is missing his favorite pair of pants.
Pearson says in court papers that he has endured "mental suffering, inconvenience and discomfort."
OK... The judge has a right to his missing slacks. So he'd probably ask for his money back, plus $100 to buy a new pair.
That would be reasonable, but this judge is out for blood!
He's suing Custom Cleaners for $67 million - the value of renting a car for 10 years, so he could drive his dirty duds to another location.
Meanwhile, he's on the verge of bankrupting the Chung family, owners of a small chain of area cleaners.
Jim Chung told ABC News, "It's affecting us first of all financially, because of all the lawyers' fees. For two years, we've been paying lawyer fees. … We've gotten bad credit as well, and secondly, it's been difficult mentally and physically because of the level of stress."
I have two questions...
1.) What kind of twisted society do we live in... where those with a little more money and legal knowledge can legally destroy the fabric of another's life?
2.) Does ANYONE care what pants a judge is wearing? First off, they don a flowing, black robe...so pants are borderline optional. Second... their days are spent in chambers or atop a 10-foot high desk.
Hope you'll join me in my uni-finger salute to Spam. (Not the fake ham...the unwanted email!) On this date in 1978, the first official Spam was written and later mailed to 400 Arpanet addresses.
Now that we're drowning in unwanted email, it's almost quaint to look back on the first-ever such email.
(More from Templetons.com)
Each day I receive email requests from Nigerian diplomats... wealthy widows and European lottery commissions... and they all say one thing... I'm about to become filthy rich. Too bad they're full of crap.
Then there's the nefarious spoofs and phishers who attempt to trick you out of sensitive log-in data.
Take a moment on this spam-niversary...and protect yourself. It's one thing to be annoyed by spammers... but quite another to unwittingly give up your credit card / account information.
Here's a web site that will point you in the right direction:
Thanks for stopping by! Over the past few weeks, our readership has grown by leaps and bounds. Glad to hear many of you are enjoying Tangled Times.
This week, I'm off to Panama for a business conference. (I'll try to send some pictures back...so you can experience the beauty of Panama City too.)
Over the next five days, I'll be blogging from the canal area... so my posts will depend on web access and how many shots of tequila I've imbibed.
Looking forward to showing you another corner of the world!