Bob Diamond's Daughter Releases Statement Re: Father's Firing
While most offspring are typically not available for comment following the resignations, voluntary or otherwise, of their banker dads (lookin' at you, Jimmy Cayne, Jr.), earlier today prolific Tweeter Nell Diamond had this to say to the Brits who have been cheering her father's departure: "George Osborne and Ed Miliband you can go ahead and #HMD." Unfortunately the note has since been deleted (and replaced with "No one in the world I admire more than my dad. 16yrs building Barclays. Shame to see the mistakes of few tarnish the hard work of so many") but the vigorous defense was appreciated nonetheless. Previously Nell, a 2011 Princeton graduate, has had words for Ben Bernanke ("you know what bernanke? maybe tomorrow I will make lots of "projections" and YOU will miss the dumpling truck. how ya like them apples B?"), the slag heaps at Coachella ("every girl at coachella looks like pocahontas went to burning man. ugh. you probably can't even pronounce rodarte"), and the amateur hour fucks who think her name is Neil and who she should stab with a trident ("number of people who have called me neil today: 4 via email, 1 via phone. number of people to add to my billy madison lipstick kill list: 5."). Bob Diamond's Daughter Defends Her Dad [NS via DI]
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You Haven't Seen The Last Of Vikram Pandit
Perhaps, you thought, that the day Vikram Pandit was abruptly and unceremoniously fired from Citigroup was the end. That we'd lost him for good. That he'd retreat to the his Upper West Side manse and spend his days beefing up his Odd Couple memorabilia collection, or work on that novel about a love that dare not speak its name between a bank CEO and the analyst who only acted like she hated him, or build that Zen garden he'd always wanted that the fucks at Citi never let him have. That he was finished with Wall Street. Well fret not. Uncle Vik wouldn't never do that to you.