... to exist solely and exclusively as a parasite? To spend all your days trying to figure out how to swindle people out of their money? And to spend even more rapaciously than you can swindle ($400K federal tax lien against him. Not speculation, that's Lexus/Nexus FACT)? To go to the office and log in as "noneedtosuffer" and "keep_investing" and tell fairy-tale after fairy-tale about how dilution and reverse splits are really actually great for investors? To lie, day in, day out, like a little schoolboy fibbing about who stole the cookies from the cookie-jar? To know, in your heart-of-hearts, that you're just no good, that there's really no good reason for you to be here on this earth with decent people who actually think you have to work for what you have?
The man is a human cancer. He'll get his, eventually. It may take a while. The wheels of justice turn slowly, but they do turn. And when he does end up in jail, I'm going to take some extra time to find out the name of his cellmate, and send him some cash motivation to show Phil some extra luvin'.
We can all chip in and rent a billboard near Monfort Drive which will read
"NewMarket is Slumlord Employer...600 employees in a one room office...OSHA were are you!"
This will get national (maybe international) attention.