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I made it to the end of the section pertaining to Richard Parker. I feel for him. But at the same time I wonder how much money he spent on beer, cigarettes, gambling, cable TV, fast food, and other non-essentials as his debt ballooned. Maybe it was none, maybe it was a little, maybe it was a lot.

The key is unhinging your lower jaw, like a snake or a gulper eel.

Where I grew up in Apple Country of West Michigan helicopters are sometimes used during late spring frosts to churn the air and eliminate cold spots that would damage sensitive apple blossoms.

$25M. Pebble Time raised over $20M via kickstarter.  Betcha Elio motors could have done the same, BEFORE they went broke then started this cryptocurrency nonsense.

Because they’ve been raised to believe that they deserve it, and have no issue buying something based on what ‘the bank guy’ tells them they can afford (based on monthly payment alone).

I’m well aware.  Also, repossessions were/are a thing outside predatory lending practices.  It’s a fucked up world out there and the cards are stacked against the consumer.  The only fix I can see is to educate people starting at a young age.  That does nothing for people already ensnared though.  I don’t know what

Agreed.  That’s why I only quoted that particular line.

My point was that there are lots of reasons for repossessions that DON'T involve predatory lending.

Was his name Roy Moore?

or...

So what you’re say is that Ceres is essentially a celestial Hot Pocket, where fiery lava and solid ice are made to coexist.

It’s amazing to me how excited we get about a level of ingenuity that was commonplace 150 years ago.

Seriously, you need to read the Burial Brothers:

I live in MI and can agree.  Potholes like blowing beads on tires that don’t fit the rims properly too.

Stopped reading when I saw rims much wider than the tires.  Stupid.

I forgot about these!

I think I’d be looking into replacing those bald tires.

One time I beat up some kid in his early 90's Ford Probe while behind the wheel of a stock 1986 Dodge Diplomat at Grattan Raceway in MI.  It was a glorious day.

One shot away from a Canyonero