Dear Liberals, Stop Trying to be the Good Guy. | by Julianne King

Dear Liberals, Stop Trying to be the Good Guy.:

Stop talking about the altruism of food stamps and start referring to it as national security. Hell, move the food stamp budget over to national security because, and here’s the kicker guys, IT IS. When people eat, they tend to be a little slower with the pitch forks. It’s no coincidence that 25 percent of the insurrectionists had recently declared bankruptcy. Poor people are desperate. Desperate people are dangerous. FEED THEM.

“This not going to go the way you think…”

‘Bad Company’ by the Group Bad Company, from the Album ‘Bad Company’ – Lost Art Press

‘Bad Company’ by the Group Bad Company, from the Album ‘Bad Company’ – Lost Art Press:

Two lessons: Big business will try to bully you. They will try to decide when to pay you. They will decide how your pricing should work. They will ask for special treatment compared to your smaller customers.

Don’t give in. Once you start treating your customers differently, you are in for a world of drama and deceit. Whenever we get asked for special treatment, I simply remember what Jennie Alexander always said: “’No’ is a complete sentence.”

The second lesson: Pay your vendors on the day you get their invoice. When someone drops off work they did for us, they leave with a check. When an invoice arrives, John pays it the same day.

Vendors remember this. And if you’ve wondered how we kept so many of our products in stock during the pandemic shortages, you now have your answer.

These folks are such a pleasure to deal with, and they produce (and write) some of the best works in the field. The books themselves are a joy, beautifully designed, printed and bound. I must repeat this line… it’s so important! “Jennie Alexander always said: “’No’ is a complete sentence.”

Say Yes: Mel Brooks at 95

Say Yes: Mel Brooks at 95:

I’d learned one very simple trick: say yes. Simply say yes. Like Joseph E. Levine, on “The Producers,” said, “The curly-haired guy—he’s funny looking. Fire him.” He wanted me to fire Gene Wilder. And I said, “Yes, he’s gone. I’m firing him.” I never did. But he forgot. After the screening of “Blazing Saddles,” the head of Warner Bros. threw me into the manager’s office, gave me a legal pad and a pencil, and gave me maybe twenty notes. He would have changed “Blazing Saddles” from a daring, funny, crazy picture to a stultified, dull, dusty old Western. He said, “No farting.” I said, “It’s out”… You say yes, and you never do it.

This seems like quite the win as a life hack…