Remember Christine Mancision? To recap, she’s the hedge fund investor relations lady who, back in October 2009, sued both the Hyatt Morristown and James Graeber, for an incident that took place on the evening of November 22, 2008, that incident being Graeber approaching her on the dance floor of his sister’s wedding, grabbing her arm, taking her for a spin, and then “flinging” her off to the side, causing Mancision to make a hard crash landing on her wrist, which was “bent the complete opposite way” when she stood up. Her injuries were so extensive that they required surgery, a metal plate and three screws (as well as “eight months of grueling rehabilitation”) and while she blames Graeber first and foremost, she also believes the Hyatt played a part in overserving the guy when he was, she says, “visibly intoxicated,” and therefore added “fuel to the fire” in Graeber’s dancing feet. Unfortunately for Mancision, Judge Robert Sweet has ruled that while she can go after Graeber for what happened that night, she cannot collect damages from the hotel, because there is not enough evidence to prove that the Hyatt served her dancing partner alcohol “when he was in a visibly intoxicated state” or that he was drunk at all at any point during the ceremony or reception, a conclusion he came to in part based on: Read more »
Which apparently wasn’t enough. Read more »
I CAN'T TONIGHT I HAVE TO HELP RESCUE THE COUNTRY FROM THE WORST FINANCIAL CRISIS IN 80 YEARS! WELL I'M SORRY IF YOU REARRANGED YOUR PLANS Who asked you to do that?!
Still, it soon became clear that dating a congressman was not like dating other men. Mr. Frank had just been appointed chairman of the House Financial Services Committee, where he played a central role in creating legislation to increase transparency in financial markets. Weekends in Maine turned into Washington sleepovers, with Mr. Ready eating takeout outside a conference room as Mr. Frank hammered out a bank bailout with figures like Henry Paulson Jr., then the Treasury secretary. “Hank Paulson would call on a Friday afternoon and say, ‘Well, such-and-such a bank is failing,’ ” said Mr. Frank, recalling broken dates. At one point, Mr. Ready confronted his boyfriend: “I was like, ‘You know what? You spend more time with flight attendants than you do with me.’ ” [NYT]
In 2003, things were going pretty well for Todd J. Remis. Great, even. The equity research analyst had left Warburg Pincus Asset Management to found Hygrove Partners LLC, he was living the good life in New York City and he’d recently married Latvia native Milena Grzibovska. The wedding was an intimate affair that included less than 40 guests and took place at Castle on the Hudson in Tarrytown. A proud husband, Remis sent a photo of the happy couple to his alma mater for inclusion in its newsletter, for all his former Bowdoin College classmates to see.
Fast forward six years, and things were going less swimmingly for Todd. For starters, the Chicago Booth grad’s marriage had hit the skids, with a separation in 2008 and an official divorce by 2010. Additionally, he was unemployed, having been laid off or fired from his job at Legg Mason’s ClearBridge Advisors. And with that kind of loss and time on his hands, Todd wanted nothing more than to sit around looking at photos of memories past, specifically of the day he married Milena. Only Todd couldn’t do that, could he? At least not in the way he wanted to, which was by going through the photos chronologically, very beginning to very end, from Milena getting dressed to the bouquet toss to the last dance, laughing, crying, wiping his tears with each shot, laying down naked on a pile of them scattered on the bathroom floor and remembering how he felt that day. The reason he couldn’t do that? Because someone FUCKED Todd, good and hard. And the more Todd thought about it, the more he decided that he had to make that person pay. Read more »
Collateral Damage From Fed’s Investigation Includes Alleged Insider Trader Donald Longueuil’s NuptialsBy Bess Levin
The former CR Intrinsic trader charged last week with trading on material non-public info has postponed the big day. Read more »
The tradition of having your wedding announced in the Times Sunday Style section is a long and venerated one. Not to minimize the whole finding of one’s soul mate aspect, but for many, the announcement is reason they’re getting married. So it had to have chafed pretty badly for one couple when the husband’s employer, a shop known for its intelligence but apparently not so much its sensitivity, ruined the whole thing. Read more »
Things have been going prettay prettay prettay well for Richard Perry these last six months. His fund, Perry Capital, is up nine percent year to date, his beastly neighbors have quit bitching about the fact that he was burning their eyes out, and this past weekend, his daughter got married to a HBS grad who could potentially take over the family business one day (the SIL is an analyst at the Baupost Group). And speaking of the nuptials! Richie can be credited with not only making sure the celebration had the puffiest shrimp money could buy and a cake that was to die for but delightful ambiance and riveting entertainment for his guests as well. Read more »
Despite Trump’s Claims To The Contrary, Carl Icahn Has DEFINITIVE PROOF He And The Don Are Not Good FriendsBy Bess Levin
The Times had a long profile of Carl Icahn over the weekend, wondering if the activist investor still has a fight in him, his likes and dislikes (being referred to as “raider,” for one), his early years in the biz (“When he turned 15, he played his own version of the ice futures market as a cabana boy at a beach club, ordering extra ice on hot mornings to sell to visitors who would run out later in the day”) and whether he has any plans to retire (“What else am I going to do?” Mr. Icahn asks. “Play shuffleboard?”). The article also discusses Icahn’s public feud with Donald Trump over three Atlantic City casinos bearing the Don’s name, which Carl was trying to gain control of. Here’s what Donald had to say about the matter:
“He told me he was doing it because he heard I wasn’t involved, but he knew I was involved, that I had a deal with bondholders,” Mr. Trump said. “I was very surprised and also very disappointed that Carl got involved,” Mr. Trump added. He said the two had been friends for years and that Mr. Icahn had sought his advice when he was divorcing his first wife. Mr. Trump said the two had not spoken since the call.
And here’s Ichan’s side the story:
“I should be the one that is surprised he is upset,” Mr. Icahn said. “I might possibly feel bad had I interfered at a time when he was running the business,” but that’s not the case, he added.
But the way more important thing that Uncle Carl wants to clarify? These two are in no way close friends, even using the loosest definition of the term. You wanna know how Carl knows this? Take a look at this picture: