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hungriestheidi · 8 months
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my driver is not a tax evader he just moved to switzerland because of... uh.... the landscapes.
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gomistore · 1 year
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switzerland billionaires, switzerland millionaires, millionaireceoclub.com, https://www.MillionaireCEOclub.com
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odinsblog · 4 months
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More than 250 billionaires and millionaires are demanding that the political elite meeting for the World Economic Forum in Davos introduce wealth taxes to help pay for better public services around the world.
“Our request is simple: we ask you to tax us, the very richest in society,” the wealthy people said in an open letter to world leaders. “This will not fundamentally alter our standard of living, nor deprive our children, nor harm our nations’ economic growth. But it will turn extreme and unproductive private wealth into an investment for our common democratic future.”
The rich signatories from 17 countries include Disney heir Abigail Disney; Brian Cox who played fictional billionaire Logan Roy in Succession; actor and screenwriter Simon Pegg; and Valerie Rockefeller, an heir to the US dynasty.
“We are also the people who benefit most from the status quo,” they said in a letter titled Proud to Pay, which they will attempt to deliver to world leaders gathered in Davos in Switzerland on Wednesday. “But inequality has reached a tipping point, and its cost to our economic, societal and ecological stability risk is severe – and growing every day. In short, we need action now.”
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httpsclarye · 5 months
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zosan!au but they’re formula 1 drivers.
just imagined, zoro was a gifted child in kart, his talent made money not seen to be the problem, since his career was sponsored by an old man from the same country who helped him take racing to international levels, winning formula 2 and ending up in the toro rosso in the main championship: formula 1.
but sanji? he seems like the typical monegasque guy, with private schools in switzerland and yachts in the summer. he never really loved racing, he had another hidden passion, but pressure from his father made him start karting and when he found himself winning his first european junior competition, he knew there would be no turning back from being a professional driver.
they know each other since they were children, in international competitions, and despite having mutual friends during their pre-teens and adolescence: they don't like each other. zoro entered f1 very early by standards, always very focused, very serious. toro rosso seemed like the perfect place for someone like him, until two years later, after winning the formula regional european championship, sanji was announced as the second driver for the same team.
sanji is charming, sanji is friendly and handsome. It wasn't a surprise to anyone when his popularity went beyond the formula circle and he began to form partnerships with major haute couture brands. and zoro? he hated it, he hated how Sanji treated the sport of his life, he hated how everyone fell for him, and most of all, he hated how he had also fallen for the blond charms.
so after two years of being in the same team, and after a drunken celebration he finally has the courage to take action, the two end up hooking up in a bathroom at some random millionaire's party.
and zoro feels like he's on a cloud for the next 8 months, never really having a conversation about what the two of them were doing but he's happy, that's what mattered.
until the day he wakes up to the news that sanji vinsmoke was signing with mercedes for the next season. he feels betrayed, even though he can't say anything because after all, they don't have anything serious, right? he also feels angry because at the same moment he was considering spending another year at toro rosso just to continue with this thing that he has (or had) with the blonde
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justforbooks · 2 months
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Nicholas Shakespeare’s elegant biography of the James Bond author Ian Fleming takes its subtitle from a journalist’s observation, quoted halfway through, that its subject was “for a moment of time, a complete man” while working for British naval intelligence in the second world war. Yet you can’t help read it as a promise to give the reader what was left out of previous biographies such as John Pearson’s crisp, more portable authorised life from 1966. And is there a claim, too, for the alpha male credentials of the man called “Flemingway” by his friend Noël Coward? Journalist, stockbroker, thriller writer and – like his famous creation – a playboy and 70-a-day smoker, who died of a heart attack in 1964 at the age of 56 after a plagiarism row over the origins of Thunderball, the ninth Bond novel.
After a dutiful account of how Fleming’s Scottish financier grandfather became a millionaire – later cutting Fleming and his brothers out of his will – Shakespeare gets going with his subject’s troubled boyhood in the shadow of his father’s death in the first world war. Family friends in Switzerland take his education in hand after hasty exits from Eton (hanky-panky with a woman) and Sandhurst (gonorrhoea). His exams aren’t good enough for the Foreign Office; an engagement to a Swiss lover ends amid maternal threats to cut off his allowance. He falls on his feet at Reuters – it was that kind of life – further honing his knack for a scoop at the Sunday Times, a handy source of contacts for his war work.
Testimony woven from diaries, papers and interviews gives the book a flavour of oral history. Shakespeare goes to great lengths – not least tracking down a 94-year-old veteran, the last surviving member of a covert commando unit that Fleming organised – to dispel the idea that Fleming’s service, occluded by state-sanctioned secrecy, was just “in-trays, out-trays and ashtrays”. The book’s first half puts the future author at the heart of military and journalistic history – a search for German weapons of mass destruction; the race to get an inside scoop on the Cambridge spies – as well as the bedroom shenanigans of the English well-to-do. (Shakespeare, who encourages us at one point to smile at the mention of a “germanely” named Nazi admiral, Assmann, shows his assumptions of his audience when he writes confidently of “that small, turn-of-the-century intellectual clique, the Souls”.)
Fleming may be “the man behind James Bond”, in the subtitle of Andrew Lycett’s 1995 biography, but Shakespeare’s project, you sense, is partly to say there’s more to him. Eager to prove Fleming’s interest beyond the reasons that will draw most of his readers to the book, he is almost comically insistent on the degree to which his subject was ahead of the curve. Not only might he have sparked the idea of creating the CIA – in a memo written when the US-UK special relationship was being forged – but he also came up with the idea of putting a Christmas tree from Oslo in Trafalgar Square.
As for the dozen Bond novels that poured out of Fleming after 1953’s Casino Royale – written in a month in his winter bolthole in Jamaica a year earlier – they were, in Shakespeare’s telling, essentially the literary expression of a midlife crisis accelerated by the encroachments of fatherhood and a faithless union as the third husband of Ann Charteris. They had got together with an affair that caused a high-society scandal during her previous marriage to the Daily Mail heir Esmond Harmsworth; she later cheated on Fleming with the Labour leader Hugh Gaitskell, who told him that the “sex, violence, alcohol” formula of the Bond novels was “to one who leads such a circumscribed life as I do, irresistible”.
Fleming, injecting the American dirt of Mickey Spillane’s Mike Hammer novels into the English thriller, launched 007 on what Shakespeare calls the “spam-munching gloom of Attlee’s Britain”, writing (Fleming told his publisher) in order to make “as much money... as possible” and to have “as much fun as I personally can”. Respectable sales rocketed when JFK took a shine to From Russia, with Love – and the movies were yet to come. While Fleming was self-deprecating – telling Raymond Chandler the Bond novels were “straight pillow fantasies of the bang-bang, kiss-kiss variety” – he was proud enough to greet the director of the first Bond movie, Dr No, by telling him: “So they’ve decided on you to fuck up my work.”
“Luck had to be accepted with a shrug or taken advantage of up to the hilt,” Bond thinks in Casino Royale; he sees luck “as a woman, to be softly wooed or brutally ravaged, never pandered to or pursued”. Squint enough and Fleming took some care to cast his main character in ironic light. Early in that novel, the reader gets a fly-on-the-wall thrill of watching fieldwork in action, with the scene of theatrical care Bond takes to ensure his hotel room isn’t being searched; but soon enough his French sidekick turns up to let Bond know his upstairs neighbours have been listening in to his every move.
In Shakespeare’s biography, the novels are mostly a source of supporting quotation – he doesn’t get bogged down in questions of what it means to read Bond now, confining himself to a remark on how his “cavalier treatment of women... carried the sexual climate of the Blitz into the austerity of the cold war, and was less modern perhaps than it was later cracked up to be”. And perhaps there’s no need for his defenders to overstate the case for Fleming’s novelistic subtlety. Bond has always been shaped by a collective amnesia that allows us to make him what we wish him to be at any given moment; when he parachuted into the Olympic opening ceremony with the queen, it was as the best of British, not as a connoisseur of (Fleming’s words) “the sweet tang of rape”.
The novels, in a way, are irrelevant to 007, but the course of history would surely have run otherwise had Fleming not had the foresight to change his protagonist’s name from the original “James Secretan” – Fleming’s typescript revision perhaps his most significant literary act.
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batlleonafc · 1 year
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Nati total inteam
translation:
Fabi: Do I need to read it out loud?
Alisha: Sorry, I can't read it.
Luana: Shit, can I restart?
Ana: I don't want to answer it.
Luana: Can you cut it?
Alisha: What can you do better with alcohol than without?
Ramona: first of all, I don't drink much alcohol because I don't like it.
Alisha: I would say you're just more relaxed and talk more.
Ramona: But I can definitely Dance better with alcohol, or I'm just better at everything.
Luana: This is macabre. What would your last meal be if you were on death row? If there's something I can't do without, it's my mum's lasagna. It's by far the best lasagna.
Ana:  I would need to be a mix of many things. I love Sushi, I love burgers, and I like Mexican food. It would need to be a bit of everything. That would be my last meal.
Viola: What Animal are you scared off? I don't like cats, but I wouldn't say I'm scared of them.
Fabi: Spiders and creepy crawlies in general.
Viola: I would say Snakes
Seraina: Spiders
Rachel: What is the most useless thing you've ever bought? I've bought so many useless things. I've I had invested the money. I would be a millionaire. Guys don't buy so much stuff. Minimalism is the key. Sadly, I haven't understood that myself yet.
Lia: For what do you not have enough time? Good question. I would say I don't have enough time for my friends and family in Switzerland. I might have the time to call them on Facetime, but I would like to be around to celebrate a birthday and just to be able to spend more time with them.
Ana: Do you have a recurring dream, and what is it about? I'm one of those people who always dream but never can remember what the dream was about. I can maybe remember a dream once or twice a year. This is super annoying because Lia always comes down for breakfast and talks about what she dreamed about, and I'm always jealous of her.
Coumba:  Lifting the world cup trophy. I've had this dream since I was little, and hope it can become reality.
Ramona: What's your favourite pregame song? I don't have a specific song, but I like listening to house music. I like the beat. It motivates me before a game.
Alisha: What is something you're better at than your teammates? My best friend and I like to write songs and rap them when we're bored.
Behind the Camera: You can sing if you want to.
Alisha: no, no, no.
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Breaking down the comics: Not your fault
Moon Knight, Issue 17: Master Sniper's Legacy! 
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This is a Marc Spector rage story. 
So the comic opens at Grant mansion and we see Marc training Marlene in a sparring match. 
And I say Marc, because Steven doesn't strike me as the type. Marc was more about combat styles. 
We see him take her down easily and then tease her a little. 
Samuels, the butler, interrupts saying that someone is there to see Marc and is claiming he's an old friend. 
Cheeky Marlene grabs his leg and takes him down easily and teases him right back. It's cute. It's fun. 
The man walks in, "Excuse me--you're calling yourself Steven Grant these days, aren't you?" 
"Among other things, Benjamin--How on earth did you track me down here?" 
Benjamin is a member of Mossad Israeli Secret service. An agency that once hired Marc Spector (among many). They are responsible for intelligence, counter-terrorism, and covert operations. 
He tells Marc about a new secret society "The Followers of Nimrod Strange" who has an arm of "Third World Slayers". They work the extreme leftist and rightist terrorists groups, put everyone against one another and bring down countries. 
He shows them a picture of Nimrod Strange, a man that has worked with the hand, hydra, and various other terrorist organizations. 
"He is surrounded at all times by 3 beautiful women [...] always high trained in the lethal trade of terror." 
He also has a right hand man "Master Sniper". 
He tells Marc that the followers are about to strike, but the CIA is playing dumb and refusing to recognize them as a real threat. 
He asks Marc to deliver a sensitive message to someone in Switzerland. 
Marc refuses, "I've tried to put the Marc Spector days behind me." 
He hardly gets out the refusal when suddenly Benjamin is shot in the back! 
Benjamin is dead and Moon Knight runs out to try and catch the sniper. 
Moon Knight tussles with him and gets shot. Just before he's finished off, Marlene runs out and the sniper takes off. 
Moon Knight has been shot and Frenchie runs to him. He looks pretty traumatized and frozen in place. 
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In fact, Marlene has to snap him out of it. 
We have to remember that Frenchie has been a part of a lot of wars and was there when Marc was originally killed. I really do wish we got to see more of Frenchie dealing with his own trauma. Of him talking to Marc about it and perhaps them helping one another. 
Cut to the hospital and we see Detective Flint asking Steven about the shooting. 
'Steven' denies knowing anything other than that Benjamin was his friend and someone killed him. 
Flint dismisses it as a Millionaire being boastful. 
Cut to the leader, Commander Strange, watching his bodyguard girls fight. One of them has performed poorly and he decides to replace her. (this comes back in the next issue) 
Back at the hospital, Frenchie and Marlene go to pick up 'Steven'. 
"I'm concerned, Frenchie--Steven's spent his entire hospital stay stewing in obsession, talking about nothing but vengeance." 
They find 'Steven' inside, still in a terrible mood and talking about revenge. He wants every window in his mansion replaced with bullet proof glass and to ensure his staff is safe. 
He also demands a ticket on the next flight to Switzerland to track down the person Benjamin wanted Marc to find. 
"Steven, the doctor told you to rest..." 
"I made a vow and I'm going to keep it! I'll rest on the stinking plane!" 
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No one in this image is happy. But especially look at Marlene as she realizes that she’s full on dealing with Marc Spector right now. She has never been a Marc fan and it shows the most right here. 
"Steven Grant has just checked out of the hospital--and Marlene knows, Marc Spector has just checked into his skull. Welcome back." 
Welcome back indeed. What’s interesting is that when Marc gets like this (guilt driven and full of rage), he runs the show. He’s in full charge and Jake and Steven can only step back fully and let him drive. 
Marc is in a 'controlled fury' back at the mansion, pissed that his friend died right in front of him while asking for his help. 
Marlene reveals that while they were trying to help Benjamin, they found a secret hidden message on him that's in code. 
They've been trying to decipher it for three weeks. 
Marc takes the team to Switzerland. 
"Marc Spector must go a hunting tonight." 
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“No guilt engraved on my face…” 
Trying not to raise suspicions, but also… how often do you think Marc fears that people will see how guilty he is? Does he think that people look at him and only see a killer all the time? 
He heads to the morgue and breaks into the file room. Mostly this is us taking a peak at how easily Marc is able to blend into places and collect what he needs. 
He finds the info he needs and manages to contact the guy Benjamin was sending him to meet. 
They arrange to meet up at the ski lodge. 
Marc heads out to meet him and leaves the secret message with Marlene and Frenchie, warning them to watch out for the sniper, who may be after them. 
While out, Marc is taken into a car at gunpoint. 
"We are concerned men, Mr. Spector. [...] Your past, Mr. Spector, precedes you. Mercenary without a soul, soldier of fortune motivated only by greed... You are a perfect candidate for recruitment by the third world slayers." 
Wrong thing to say to Marc. 
He kicks their asses. 
"Now Freeze! I'm on your side, Strelgov! Benjamin Abramov was one of my best friends! I watched him die!"
Marc has never taken loss well. 
They tell Marc that the organization is set out to strike all over the world soon and cause major war. They also say they cannot trust him, he could be working for Commander Strange. 
And then the Sniper strikes, taking out one of them. 
Marc has them seek shelter and tosses them the gun. He's going after Sniper himself. 
Moon Knight tackles the Sniper and nearly has him, but then a series of unfortunate events befalls him. 
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Face down on the ground again. I should have started a counter. 
He falls off a chasm but manages to save himself with his cape. Sniper now goes after Marlene and Frechie. 
Marlene and Frenchie just barely manage to escape while Moon Knight at last captures Sniper. 
Marc delivers the message to the other man and asks where Marc is heading next. 
"Jerusalem.." 
"Where Abramov lived." 
"And where his widow still grieves."
Cut to Jerusalem where Marc is comforting the widow in a cemetery. 
She begs Marc for vengeance. To do it for Benjamin and for her. 
Marc promises. 
A CLIFF HANGER?! 
So this story really drills home how angry Marc is. How he's easy to rage and hurt an violence and swearing for revenge. 
Mostly, it shows how he takes everything so personal. How he views things as his fault so he has to seek revenge to make up for his failures. 
It's not that Marc is blood thirsty or happy to be violent, though he would have you think that he craves it. 
It's just that it's Marc's go to form of self defense from complicated feelings and pain and loss. 
You have to wonder how many people and friends Marc has lost in the military and as a mercenary. 
How many times he watched someone die that he felt he should have saved.
One other thing to mention, Moon Knight is the only comic I’ve read that shows the main character being injured and put in the hospital for a considerable amount of time. 
3 weeks after being shot. In a later comic, we even see Moon Knight be put in a wheelchair and have to go through rehab/PT. 
I enjoy seeing our man not be invulnerable. It’s already a comic about a character that comes to us injured in many ways. Seeing him be vulnerable and face injuries and other issues really does bring it all together. Maybe he can’t die, but he’s always at risk for falling apart one way or another. 
This particular comic does hurt a bit when you look past a lot of things and see a man in pain at the loss of his friend, terrified to lose his other friends, and feeling as if he was the one that killed him. 
I wish his support system actually supported HIM. Steven and Jake have support, but when Marc shows up, no one wants him around. 
Marc is the one that is a pain to be around. The only one that is happy to work with him and see him is Frenchie and Frenchie doesn’t talk to him about their past. They both hold their pain and pretend it doesn’t exist util it comes back and crashes into them. 
Marc shouldn’t have to be forced to pretend that he doesn’t exist. He shouldn’t have to be quiet about the loss of his friend. He shouldn’t have to go let a widow cry on his shoulder and tell him that she’s sorry he lost his friend. 
He should have been embraced from the start. Is it any wonder that the man is filled with anger? He has no idea how to direct his emotions. He just funnels it all into anger and pain. 
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He apologizes. Not the “I’m sorry for your loss”. She finishes it for him but we all know that wasn’t what he was apologizing for. 
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ladylooch · 3 months
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Since David is Connor’s teammate, how/when does he officially meet Mack
AN: This was in the Queue for DAYZZZZ. bless my heart this was supposed to be out last week. My b!
Mack and David first meet when he is 26 and she is 22.
She comes over to NY right after graduation for a job interview in the US with Travel + Leisure as a full-time travel blogger. She had her own travel blog throughout college and impressed the interview panel with her content. So, she got her dream job right out of school. Mack moved to NY that summer. She stayed in Connor and Lucie’s apartment over the off-season while they split time between Massachusetts and Switzerland.
David lives in the same building as the Wood's. He had come back early that summer, knocking on the door to ask for some milk.
"Hi?" Mack had asked, peeking one eye out at him. He had been shirtless, shorts hanging low on his hips as he smiled charmingly at her.
"Mack?"
"Who are you?" She scrunches her nose at him.
"I'm Connor's teammate, David." Yeah, she figured. Everything about this guy screams hockey.
"He's not here."
"Yeah." He smiles larger, rubbing at his thick mustache with the pad of his thumb. "He said you might be willing to lend me some milk? I got in late last night and am trying to make some oatmeal before I go on a run." Mack looks him up and down, deciding he seems relatively harmless despite his sculpted body. She opens the door farther.
"I only have almond milk."
"That's cool. Anything is better than water." She waves him in.
David strolls to the fridge like he's familiar with the walk. He looks in, finding the almond milk after a few moments. He stands there, looking over the contents of the fridge. He has never seen so much chick food in his life. Not a single beer or cold pizza slice in sight.
Meanwhile, Mack goes back to the counter, curling a leg under her as she goes back to editing. David grabs the milk, then shuts the door, standing on the other side of the island, staring at Mack. She ignores him, continuing to sift through her layers in photoshop to grab the right boost for the turquoise blue water she just left behind in Hawaii.
Eventually, the silence and his insistent, green-eyed stare become awkward. Mack connects their eyes, then deliberately works her gaze down to the milk in his hand.
"You good?" She asks. "Cause I'm kind of working." She twirls her finger. "Some of us aren't millionaires." He nods, then shrugs his big shoulders.
"Where do you work?"
"At a magazine." She clicks a few times on her computer, then looks at the settings. David walks around the island, curiously looking over her shoulder.
"Wow, do you mind?" She asks, grabbing the screen of her laptop and pulling it down. The picture is not ready for any type of public consumption.
"Did you take that picture?"
"Yes."
"Pretty good. Although whatever you're doing to it makes it look fake." An iterated scowl glosses over Mack's face.
"Thanks for the unsolicited feedback. I'll make sure to critique your game after one shift." David chuckles.
"I didn't mean to offend you. Just being honest."
"Yeah, I'm sure. You hockey boys never do."
"Well, I'm half hockey boy, half farmer."
"Oh! Even better! That explains everything." She smirks, thinking about how small and closed-minded his world view must be.
"Wow, beautiful but snotty and judgmental. No one told you to leave that better than thou attitude in Switzerland?" Mack scoffs, rolling her eyes. He was the one who interrupted her morning.
"Again, I ask: are you good?" She points towards the door. He smiles widely at her, grabbing the carton off the counter.
"Thanks for the hospitality, Miss Hischier." He pretends to tip his hat at her while he works his way back towards the door. "Enjoy manipulating people out of their money with your photoshop."
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moonlightchess · 1 year
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Please forgive the writing rant, but god, I'm about ready to give up entirely. Sent in my latest chapter block to my editor, my current WIP is a commissioned romance novella that is quickly stretching into a full work. In it, my heroine Sara, a struggling sculptor/3D artist in her early 30s, hears a knock on her door early one evening. It turns out to be a very well-mannered young British man, a butler in fact, hand-delivering an invitation to her per the instructions of his employer. His employer turns out to be a man named Julian, who has been masquerading as a woman named "Paula Germaine" on paper for several years, in the interest of purchasing many of Sara's pieces without her knowing the real identity of her most prolific benefactor.
Julian's proposal is fairly simple: he grew up in hiding, the lost prince of a tiny Franco-Germanic nation that was absorbed fully into Switzerland in the 90s after their military was all but destroyed in a war with a bordering nation. To avoid total ruin, they denounced their queen, Julian's mother, and pled allegiance to Switzerland. Julian's mother fled to America with her small son to avoid assassination, and hid her son from potential kidnappers or murderers for over a decade. He rarely left his home as a child, but grew into an adult who is fluent in nine languages, has more than one doctorate, and after the death of his mother and his reluctant emergence into public life, the Swiss government allocated to him the royal inheritance that they'd been holding as no one knew where the lost prince of Valdoria had been for decades.
Before her death, Julian's mother had married an extremely wealthy day trader in New York, further supplementing the family's income and leaving Julian well beyond a millionaire when all was said and done. Now he's approaching 40, and while he's generally awkward and reserved socially, he also laughs uncontrollably at the faces barn owls make - nearly his entire TikTok FYP is owls, for some reason. He trips over everything, is self-conscious about his glasses, and he desperately wants to take care of Sara professionally. For him, this means financial support in every way she could possibly want or need - he proves his intent by opening an unlimited credit account in her name, directly connected to his own so that she has full access to his money. He expects literally nothing in return, has been terribly alone all his life and he fell in love with Sara's work long before he saw her face. He only wants to give her the world. A dream, right? And of course they're being stalked by some unhinged murderers because everyone loves a conflict.
My editor's thoughts:
1: "Sara's too old though, if he's only 40 she should be closer to 22 - 25."
2: "You described her hair as being short, you'll need to 86 that. No one's going to buy a book about a girl with a buzz cut being romanced."
3: "Also Julian's not intimidating enough, he should throw her around a little. Make a few demands for all the money he's offering to spend on her, you know? Cut out some of the quirks too, him being physically clumsy isn't attractive."
4: "He needs to be less shy too, basically just make him more aggressive and dominant. Looking forward to the next block!"
Me, having literally taken on this project in the sole interest of doing the exact opposite of everything she requested and writing a romantic hero who is vulnerable and gentle and emotionally wounded in ways that literally do not require him to force a woman to "save" or "fix" him:
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laresearchette · 5 months
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Sunday, December 31, 2023 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)
WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: GARDENERS' WORLD WINTER SPECIALS 2023 (BritBox) OFF SCRIPT WITH THE HOLLYWOOD REPORTER (AMC+/Sundance Now) DICK CLARK'S NEW YEAR'S ROCKIN' EVEN WITH RYAN SEACREST 2024 (City TV) 8:00pm CNN NEW YEAR'S EVE LIVE WITH ANDERSON COOPER AND ANDY COHEN (CNN) 8:00pm
WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT?: NEW YEAR'S EVE LIVE: NASHVILLE'S BIG BASH (CBS Feed) THE YEAR: COUNTDOWN TO 2024 (ABC Feed)
NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:
CRAVE TV NEW YEAR’S EVE
NETFLIX CANADA BLANCHE (Season 1) BLIPPI WONDERS (Season 3) DAVE CHAPPELLE: THE DREAMER THE MILLIONAIRE MATCHMAKER: (Seasons 3-4)
IIHF WORLD JUNIOR CHAMPIONSHIP (TSN/TSN3/TSN5) 6:00am: United States vs. Slovakia (TSN4/TSN5) 8:30am: Sweden vs. Finland (TSN3/TSN5) 11:00am: Czechia vs. Switzerland (TSN4/TSN5) 1:30pm: Canada vs. Germany
NFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 1:00pm: 49ers vs. Commanders (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 4:00pm: Steelers vs. Seahawks (TSN/TSN3/TSN4/TSN5) 8:20pm: Packers vs. Vikings
NHL HOCKEY (TSN3) 2:00pm: Jets vs. Wild (SN) 5:00pm: Bruins vs. Red Wings (TSN5) 6:00pm: Sabres vs. Sens (TSN2) 7:00pm: Habs vs. Lightning (SN/SN1) 8:00pm: Oilers vs. Ducks (SNWest) 8:00pm: Flyers vs. Flames
THE GREAT BRITISH BAKING SHOW (CBC) 6:00pm: The Great New Year Bake Off: Kicking off a new year with a friendly competition over comfort food.
NBA BASKETBALL (SN Now) 7:00pm: Nets vs. Thunder (SN Now) 7:00pm: Celtics vs. Spurs
LAUGHING ALL THE WAY (Global) 7:00pm: Put in charge of a holiday variety show, an aspiring comedian worries she may not have what it takes, until a famous comedian makes her see how talented she truly is.
DEATH ON THE NILE (CBC) 7:30pm: Belgian sleuth Hercule Poirot's Egyptian vacation aboard a glamorous river steamer turns into a terrifying search for a murderer when a picture-perfect couple's idyllic honeymoon is tragically cut short.
CHRISTMAS IS CANCELED (Super Channel Fuse) 9:00pm: When Emma's father and her high school frenemy start dating, she embarks on a mission to break up the happy couple after her dad insists they spend the holidays together.
THE CURSE OF OAK ISLAND: DRILLING DOWN (History Canada) 10:00pm: The Fellowship has been intensely investigating Lot 5 since the Laginas purchased it more than a year ago, and now Matty Black takes a deep dive into the clues the lot has provided and what those clues could mean.
JUST FOR LAUGHS (CBC) 11:00pm: Mae Martin: The Gala: The hilarious comedian Mae Martin hosts a stand-up special at the renowned Just For Laughs festival; featuring Carolyn Taylor, James Davis, Mark Forward, River Butcher, Sydnee Washington and others.
THE COUNTDOWN (CHCH) 11:10pm: A New Year's Eve Special broadcasting from the CHCH Studio in Hamilton, ON and featuring local Hamilton talent.
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aajjks · 6 months
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TPOL!JK
"okay okay" you say with a pout because you aren't too happy to quit your job and jungkook can sense your unhappiness with the plan. nevertheless, you are happy to officially be engaged to jungkook and you don't let the distress of the plan ruin the rest of the night. you both eat, converse and havesexontherooftop. it was a beautiful, memorable night and by the next day, you informed your mother about the engagement which was shortly celebrated because you had to journey back to quit your job, journey back to switzerland, and stay in a hotel until you could rent an apartment.
of course before you left you bid both you and jungkook farewell and informed the both of you to be safe. three weeks into your stay at the hotel, you get a job at a small place that pays you pretty well but not as much as your old job did. every now and then jungkook would check in on you, sending you texts and small gifts to make you smile since he can't be with you and has to appear like he's single. he even appears with tina now and then which just breaks your heart a little. you stare at your wedding ring that jungkook gave you to feel connected to him but you feel a little drifted because he isn't physically here to reassure you that everything is okay.
for the next few days, you even appear sad and when jaekuk is reported about both yours and jungkook's whereabouts, he's happy to hear the news. ecstatic even. jungkook and tina are ranked as korea's "favorite couple" while you mope and wallow in your lonesome. the stocks for jungkook's company have once again skyrocketed upon seeing the two together and tina even launched the clothing line she talked to jungkook about. again, jungkook's stocks SHOOT THROUGH THE ROOF and because of his dedication, he has elevated from millionaire to billionaire status. yes, jeon jungkook is the youngest billionaire and he became the talk of the town that day. meanwhile, you're in your favorite cafe spot with yerin who isn't too appreciative of jungkook's "plan" that is taking too long for her liking.
congratulations you text him as you take another swig of your iced vanilla coffee.
"sooner or later he'll propose to her" fusses your friend yerin.
"it'll be sooner than you think" says an unfamiliar voice and when you look up, there he is.
jeon jaekuk in the flesh with a smirk on his face.
Jaekuk was for the first time, elated to see you.
“Yes. In fact, it maybe tonight. My son has always been unpredictable.” He smirks, why are you back in Korea? He isn’t sure but now that you’ve finally left his son, he doesn’t care.
The way you get visibly uncomfortable when he says that, it makes him feel so happy. “Your friend might’ve just predicted it.” He rubs the salt in your wound. “But I’m glad that you got the hint.” That’s the last thing he says to you before he’s already leaving.
Before yerin could say anything in your defense.
“Holy shit this motherfucker looks exactly like jungkook but only 1000x more asshole.”
Meanwhile Jungkook finally sighs in relief when Tina finally leaves him alone to go back home for the night and the first thing he does when he gets home is to call you.
“Hello princess.” He giggles like a baby over the phone and his heart skips a beat when he hears your voice, you sound a bit tired and even depressed.
“I missed you so much… I bet you missed me too- listen should I sneak out and sleep with you tonight?” He says over the phone.
Eagerly waiting for your response.
“I just miss you so much yn… please let me see you!!”
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gowoelfinneniguess · 2 years
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Do you know every type of fruit? Who Knows More with Feli Rauch and Pia Wolter
Feli: *sings suspenseful music from Who Wants to Be a Millionaire*
Pia: Yes, this is like Who Wants to be a Millionaire!
Felix: Welcome to Who Knows More? Let’s start with a nice little round of rock paper scissors to determine who gets to make the first bid.
Feli & Pia: Schnick, schnack, schnuck!
Felix: Feli goes first! In the first round we are looking for the countries who participated in the 2022 European Championships! How many can you name?
Feli: …
Pia: You played there, didn’t you? You should know all of them, and the strengths and weaknesses of each team.
Are you trying to remember how many even participated?
Feli: 16…
Pia: Okay, let’s hear it. I can’t say any more.
Feli: Why can't you?
Felix: So you say 16?
Feli: I say 16. I watched every game, so I should remember…
Pia: But you have to talk fast, right, you only have 30 seconds.
Feli: Oh, right. Hmm.
Pia: But now you’ve said 16.
Felix: You’ve said 16. Now we cannot wait to hear them.
Feli: Will you give me a sign if I repeat myself or do I have to pay attention to that?
Felix: Pia will watch out for that.
Pia: Will I?!
Feli: Come on, that would be nice of you.
Pia: Alright, I’ll watch out for you. I don’t want to get in trouble.
Felix: Your 30 seconds start now!
Feli: Germany, Belgium, Iceland, France, Norway, Sweden, Holland, Denmark, Spain, Finland–is that 11?
Pia: No, 10.
Feli: Uhh… argh!
Felix: 15 seconds.
Pia: One from France’s group is missing.
Feli: Uhm…
Pia: I’m being pretty nice!
Feli: Italy, uhh, England, Switzerland, Austria…
Pia: Two more.
Felix: Pia gets the first point!
Feli: Aw, crap.
Pia: I couldn’t remember any more either. Which group was missing? Let me think. You got England’s group, Austria, Norway… ah, you forgot Northern Ireland!
Feli: Northern Ireland! And Portugal!
Felix: Correct! The first point goes to Pia!
Feli: Okay, congratulations.
Pia: I can’t even be happy about it, this sucks.
Felix: Pia now gets to place the first bid in the second category, which is: fruit!
Pia: Fruit?! How many different types are there?
I’ll say I know 12.
Feli: Then I’ll say I know 13. I say 13!
Pia: Just great! I say twi–no I don’t!
Felix: Did I hear 20?
Pia: Okay, 15.
Feli: 15? Would you say 17?
Pia: Look at my poker face.
Feli: Alright, come on, let her do a task for once.
Pia: Shit, now I’ve got to work for my points.
Felix: So 15 in 30 seconds. Pia?
Pia: That’s quite… I mean… yeah, okay.
Felix: Your time starts now!
Pia: Melon, strawberry, blueberry, raspberry, cherry, nectarine, apple, banana, pear, peach, uhh…shit! What did I not get? Clementine, plum, shit, what else is there? Do you know any more?
Feli: *hums game show music*
Pia: Is avocado a fruit? No!
Feli: I thought like you, but then I thought about different countries. I remembered mango, pineapple and stuff like that.
Pia: Shit! I tried to think of fruits you get in the summer first.
Feli: When you started I thought “Okay, bye.”
Pia: Me too! I had a good feeling.
Felix: Feli takes a 2:1 lead!
Feli: You were like “blueberry, raspberry, forest berry”
Felix: This game cannot end in a draw anymore. The last category grants you three points. Feli, your turn. We are looking for UWCL winners, any modes past or present.
Feli: So teams that have won the champions league. Does the women’s cup count?
Pia: Yes, any modes count. Yes, you went to a final.
Feli: I stop listening to Felix after the first part of his sentences.
Pia: You went to a final, we talked about it the other day.
Feli: Okay, rock paper scissors. Ah, no, I’m first!
Felix: You go first.
Pia: Oh god.
Feli: 5?
Felix: Do we hear 5?
Pia: Is that all? I tried to count them in my head and I got to 5 as well. The question is whether I can think of a sixth. You can get 5 too, easy. The first 5 are easy. Don’t you think?
Feli: Yes.
Pia: See? That’s why I need a sixth.
Feli: Don’t we have a time limit? Ref!
Felix: Yes, we have to cut this short.
Pia: I needed to win the first bid. Okay, fine! Shit. I thought, if I say 6 I’ll have 30 seconds to think. I just don’t know whether I’ll remember in those 30 seconds.
Feli: Only your brain may know.
Pia: Oh man!
Felix: 10 seconds left.
Pia: I still have time! One more–I’ll–ugh, okay Feli, you go ahead.
Felix: Okay, Feli!
Feli: Would be so bad if I don’t know them now!
Pia: That’s my last hope!
Feli: Alright then.
Felix: Your 30 seconds start now!
Feli: Barcelona, Wolfsburg, Lyon, Potsdam, Duisburg, Frankfurt. Are there any more? Yes, that Swedish team!
Pia: I couldn’t think of their name!
Feli: That would have been my seventh.
Pia: I didn’t think of Potsdam.
Felix: You got 6. All correct.
Feli: That means I’ve won the game! Yes!
Pia: Okay everyone, just let me say that I only lost for the good vibes in our flat tonight!
Feli: Alright.
Pia: So she’ll let me eat at the table.
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bopinion · 11 months
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2023 / 24 (Short Holiday Edition)
Aperçu of the Week:
"There are many paths to happiness. One of them is to stop complaining."
(Albert Einstein)
Bad News of the Week:
The mountains have always been there, it feels - there for millennia, imposing, immovable, unimpressed by man. But now this parasite, which normally only walks over the mountains like ants, has made it. Its irresponsible behavior of the last centuries - actually only a blink of an eye in the history of the earth - shows consequences. Last week, there were landslides in the Alps of Switzerland and Austria that can be attributed to climate change. The seemingly eternal ice that holds the rock masses in the high mountains together like glue has disappeared in some places. Even though no people were harmed - experts had predicted the development - the images are shocking: Thousands of cubic meters of rock, tons of kinetic energy have stopped just a few meters from (evacuated) houses. One could almost say that nature is sending us a message: Stop torturing me at last. This is a final warning before I fight back.
Good News of the Week:
Switzerland doesn't really have a reputation for social innovation. "Status quo preservation" is certainly a term invented by the Confederates. Only a few years ago, a referendum - Switzerland has a very direct democratic system - decided that there should be no immigration, except for millionaires and asylum exceptions. But now, with 58% approval, the Swiss have opted for a climate and innovation law. This not only provides for an accelerated expansion of renewable energies, but also (drum roll please!) tax increases to finance the plan. So our neighbors have apparently understood what is necessary: without renunciation, we will not be able to effectively counter climate change. Bravo!
Personal happy moment of the week:
"The sea of stone" - that doesn't really sound like a place of longing. But it is. And also very green. Because this morning I woke up in this beautiful region of the Austrian High Alps around the Hochkönig. And thus start into a week of vacation. The sun is shining. Only for me.
I couldn't care less...
...that many are upset about NATO's large-scale maneuver "Air Defender 2023". The biggest since the alliance was founded, over two weeks, with over 10,000 participants, all over Germany. It's funny that it's taken for granted that firefighters, for example, train their missions, but eyebrows are raised when it comes to soldiers. And when a fighter jet whizzes by, it makes a little more noise than an e-scooter. We live in times of military flare-ups and a destabilized security situation. To be honest - and I say this as a pacifist! - I have no objection to those who are supposed to defend us in the event of war knowing what they are doing.
As I write this...
...I am already very excited: tomorrow I will sit on an e-bike for the first time in my life. We have reserved two bikes and tomorrow we will ride a mountain trail - which I certainly wouldn't be able to do without the support of a motor. Bodacious!
Post Scriptum
Silvio Berlusconi is dead. Normally I have no problems to respect the life work of a personality even if I don't like him. And what a personality he is: sales genius, building contractor, media mogul and the longest acting prime minister of Italy after Mussolini. But Berlusconi has also been criminal, corrupt, sexist, greedy, racist, encroaching and mendacious - all proven. Above all, however, he has established populism in Europe and made the right-wing acceptable in his homeland. As I said, number two after Mussolini. And his life's work continues to have an impact. Giorgia Meloni, current prime minister of the extremist Fratelli d'Italia, became the youngest minister in Italian history under him at the age of 31. Unlike plastic surgery and the Mafia, I won't miss this guy.
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Name: Claire Margareta Lademacher Date of birth: 21st March 1985 (born in Filderstadt, then West Germany) Position: Wife of the fourth in line to the throne
Claire was born into an extremely wealthy German family, the daughter of a multi-millionaire tech entrepreneur. She lived in Germany and the USA before studying in Switzerland, where she would meet her future husband. After getting a degree she worked in publishing before moving into a career in bioethics. She received a Master's degree and a PhD and has been a visiting scholar or professor at institutions such as Georgetown University. She is amongst the most educated royal women in the world. She married Prince Felix in 2013 and the couple have two children, with a third on the way. They manage one of the Lademacher family vineyards in France and run a clothing brand from their home in Germany.
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eb-5 · 2 years
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Why High Net Worth Immigrants May Be Neglecting America's EB-5 Program
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According to expert migration consultancy Law Firm, 38,000 high-net-worth individuals will abandon China and Hong Kong this season, and almost 22-25,000 are predicted to depart Russia. The New York Times in addition to Sky News reports, may take with these people vast amounts of dollar assets, with England, Singapore, and some Caribbean countries among the particular top destinations, thanks to generous housing or easy citizenship. According to an expert migration consultancy Law Firm, the United Kingdom and the US have lost their appeal as locations for millionaires to reside, while Singapore, Israel, Australia, and the UAE, among other places, have become more interesting. The report provides that America is remarkably less suitable for migrating millionaires today compared to the way before the pandemic, perhaps to the menace of higher taxes. That indicates it is falling behind as being the top destination in attracting buyer immigrant wealth, position in apparent purchase of priority, Typically the top 10 nations around the world in terms involving net inflows involving millionaires this coming year may be the UAE, Australia, Singapore, His home country of Israel, Switzerland, the INDIVIDUALS, Portugal, Greece, North America, and New Zealand. The question is whether this is a long-time trend or momentary. Therefore what exactly has changed, especially given the current durability of the U.S. dollar, America’s growing GDP, and even the many work job openings inside the U.S. economy nowadays. The answers may be found by reflecting on just what happened in the last several years to the EB-5 foreign investor migration program in the United States.
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