Blumenthal’s got the UBS list of tax cheats and he’s checking it once, he’s checking it twice, to see which Connecticut (non) taxpayers have been naughty or nice. Although I always worry about the Noels and their difficulties, on reflection, this news probably won’t affect them. Switzerland as a tax haven? When you’ve got Andres tooling around the seven seas in his 180′ super yacht? How naive. I’ll be hugely disappointed if Walt turns out to have entrusted his secrets to some UBS flunky when he has had a Colombian-trained money launderer right in the family with the know-how and the means to dispose of little secrets far more discretely.
Walt’s neighbor Ric Burke, on the other hand, does sound dumb enough to have wandered down to Stamford with a cash-stuffed briefcase and told them, “put this where no one will ever, ever find it.”
I await developments with bated breath.
Dude -
I keep telling you. It’s Bourke. Not Burke. You load. Why don’t you listen to me? Look it up.
You hold yourself out to be a “journalist”, yet you get the simple facts wrong. A problem, no? DUH.
Anyway, I don’t launder my diapers, so why would I launder my money? I earned it all fair and square and paid my taxes. So maybe I deducted a few questionable items – like hay, carrots and sugar cubes – but with five Fab Filly’s, do you know what that cost me a year? Uncle Sam should chip in.
Anyhow’s , I did it all on the up and up. And tomorrow, I will be teeing it up, farting on my back swing, and laughing at you chumps.
Now go sell some dirt.
Your Pal,
Walt
These days, Walt, he can no longer afford to buy a vowel.
How did you ever think of that, CF? Very, very funny.