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It’s Going To Cost Slightly More Money To Get Hammered And Hit On Central Bankers At Davos This YearBy Bess Levin
The World Economic Forum in the Swiss alpine resort of Davos, never a budget destination on the conference circuit, just got a whole lot more expensive. The franc jumped at least 14 percent today after the Swiss central bank decided now was the time to stop capping its value. A dollar today buys a Davos delegate 88 Swiss centimes, down from 97 centimes a month ago. That means a Johnny Walker Blue at the Belvedere Hotel, the schmoozer’s hostelry of choice during the forum, would set you back the equivalent of $41 today for the 36-franc whisky, about $6 more than a nightcap yesterday. Across town at the Hotel Seehof, a bottle of 2004 Dom Perignon for those in a celebratory mood will cost about $400, up from $343 before the Swiss National Bank’s announcement. [Bloomberg]
In mid-February, a group of current and former Pimco employees were invited to a private farewell party for Mohamed El-Erian on March 10, to mark his impending departure as chief executive of the world’s largest bond fund. El-Erian soon realized it was not a good idea, according to three sources who had received the invitations and are in contact with him…El-Erian postponed the party soon after the March 6 Reuters report, suggesting to colleagues and friends that he did not want things to become awkward for his guests, and out of respect for the tense situation at Pimco, the sources said. [Reuters, earlier]
Back in February, a young man named Mathew Martoma (né Ajai Mathew Thomas) was convicted of securities fraud. In addition to the actual act of using material non-public information about drug companies Elan and Wyeth to help out his employer, SAC Capital, in the P&L department, one thing that did not do wonders for Martoma’s case was the revelation that he had been expelled from Harvard Law School in 1999, as even he will tell you. For everything that Martoma is (a white collar criminal, an accomplished dancer), one thing he isn’t is stupid. That’s why when he was applying to Stanford University’s business school in 2001, he opted not to mention the incident at Harvard, probably figuring it would hurt his chances. One thing Martoma did not have the foresight to anticipate was that he would one day be a convicted felon, and, more importantly, that when it comes down to it? NOBODY MAKES A FOOL OF STANFORD. Which is this just happened:
Mathew Martoma, the SAC Capital Advisors LP employee found guilty last month of insider trading, is no longer a graduate of the Stanford Graduate School of Business, the school confirmed Tuesday. Administrators at the business school rescinded their offer of admission to Mr. Martoma, a move that nullifies the degree he earned in 2003, according to people familiar with the matter.
Of course, the university is not totally heartless: it gave Martoma a chance to explain, but evidently 4 weeks is not enough time to come up with a credible story. Read more »
Back in March, a woman named Anna Gristina was arrested for allegedly running a whorehouse out of an East 78th Street apartment, with plans to go global. In that time, we’ve learned a good bit about Gristina (who goes by Anna Scotland professionally), who currently remains incarcerated on Riker’s Island. For instance, at the time of her arrest, she was meeting with a friend and broker who was supposedly helping her line up financing to expand the venture (which she maintains was an upscale dating site), she paid her hookers well, and she was an animal lover. Emphasis on the past tense because apparently anyone can be an animal lover until push comes to shove and mommy needs money for legal fees. Then it’s good-bye lush accommodations upstate, hello slaughterhouse. Read more »
First, it was the house on Mustique. Now, it’s being whispered that one of Fairfield Greenwich founder Walter Noel’s daughters and son-in-law (a FFG partner, natch) are mulling over vacating their place at 12 East 78th Street. It’s really too much to bear, unless of course you’re in the market for a $13.5 million townhouse with a “pale gleaming Indiana limestone facade” in which case, get in touch.