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Mr. Bearbull
I've been hacked
by Ron Nathan
MANILA, Philippines - I am not in a good mood today because someone hacked into my computer and took control of my e-mail address. The hacker then sent a message to all my contacts saying that I was in Africa with an uncle dying of prostate cancer and asking for a donation of $2,000. FULL STORY
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Mr. Bearbull
Bernanke does it with models
by Ron Nathan
An old man leans on his cane and says to his wife, “Do you remember the first time we made love 50 years ago? We went behind this very building where you leaned against the fence and we made love.” FULL STORY
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Mr. Bearbull
Greenspan tells all
by Ron Nathan
I DECIDED not to write last week because my article would have coincided with the day Bernanke announced his decision. That seemed to be rather ill timed so I decided to wait and see what he would do. FULL STORY
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Mr. Bearbull
Bernanke’s dilemma
by Ron Nathan
MANILA, Philippines -- I am writing this article after just being discharged from jail. It was a series of unfortunate events that normally happen only in the movies. I attended a mining conference and at the entrance was a beautiful girl with a magnificent bust. FULL STORY
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Mr. Bearbull
Bernanke should stick to his guns
by Ron Nathan
A father passing by his son’s bedroom was surprised to see an envelope propped up on the pillow addressed to DAD. Dreading the worst, he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter. FULL STORY
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Mr. Bearbull
Bernanke to the rescue
by Ron Nathan
I have just read a report in several newspapers that the Americans have just published a report about the sex life of the elderly. So the editor asked me to carry out a similar report on friends of my age. The assignment turned out more difficult than I had imagined. FULL STORY
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Mr. Bearbull
Quo vadis
by Ron Nathan
A woman on the EDSA highway stopped her car at a red light. When the light turned green, she stayed right where she was. After the light had changed several times and she still hadn’t moved, a policeman finally went to over her and inquired politely, “What’s the matter lady, haven’t we got any colors you like?” FULL STORY
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