I stumbled upon a great article on the Castello brothers, Michael and David. You probably don’t know who these guys are, but they co-own some of the major domain names on the internet today including PalmSprings.com, Golfclubs.com, and more. Head over to Domain Journal and read the article here. It’s a great interview filled with bits of tales about visionairies, wars, and successes.
Here’s my favorite part.
He added, “the internet has allowed us many things which I feel truly blessed for. There was a point in my life where I was broke and was told I was dying. I made some of the best decisions in my life then. Sometimes when you have too much time on your hands you can also get clarity. Patience was the best lesson I ever learned, but I always ran from stagnation. I try to give where I can, learn from what approaches me and live life as a gift. My motto: Live – Love – Learn.â€
If you have any interest in web technologies, startups, great business minds, Silicon Valley, or young, brash billionaires, you then must read this story from Fortune Magazine. It’s a great read about the founding fathers of PayPal, and how they all now seem to be at the epicenter of any major deal in Silicon Valley. It’s truly an enticing piece that will make any entreprenuer green with envy, but motivated and anxious to succeed at the same time.
Read the article, then come back here to let me know your thoughts.
Our deepest apologies for our FoxNews.com readers. Due to the featured story on the front page of FoxNews.com, our server was getting very overloaded. After an agonizing two hours offline, we are now back up and functioning at top speed.
Just to give you an idea of our traffic, the small link we have in the middle of this featured story is generating over 12,000 unique visitors per hour!
I plan on posting a recap of this week’s activities later this week.
Well, we’ve found him folks! At this time, we aren’t going to disclose his name or affiliation. But, earlier this evening my brother Matthew had a lengthy conversation with the man. After viewing other pieces of his work, and hearing Matt’s response to their conversation, you are going to be overwhelmed to hear more from this young man.
He’s already had people walk up to him in his hometown saying “you’re the guy from the internet!”. It’s all happening really fast, but we can’t wait to bring this classy gentlemen into the forefront.
I created a new website tonight. In the light of the video I posted last year here. And due to the fact that my brother’s repost of the video made the front page of FoxNews.com. (see screenshot below) (Note, they have since replaced the link to Matt’s Youtube page with a self hosted copy of the video. UGH!!) We decided to branch out the theme of Bad Ass Marine, and create a site which could equally inspire others as this video has for us.
If you like the good ol’ USA, and want to promote and vote for the nation’s top stories, head over to BadAssMarine.com!
Notice the screenshot of the marine at the bottom.
Here’s the full text of his Spoken Word prose, titled “FREE”.
Free
and She called…
Blacks, Whites…wait
African Americans and Caucasians, Asians, excuse me.
Vietnamese, Philipenes, Koreans and Jamaicans or
Haitans, waitin’ Hispanics y’all.
Please be paitent
Mexican, Puerto Ricans, Venezualean, Cuban, v Dominican, Panamanian Democrats
I beg your pardon, you partied with the late, great Reagan?
Republican, Independent, Christian, Catholic,
Methodist, Baptist, 7th Day Adventist, 5 Percenters,
Hindu, Sunii Muslim, Brothers and Sisters who never seen the New York city
skyline when the twin towers still existed.
But still She called.
From the bowels of Ground Zero she sent this 911 distress signal.
Because She was in desperate need of a hero,
and didn’t have time to decipher what to call ‘em,
so she called ‘em all Her children.
The children of the stars and bars who needed to know nothing more than the fact that she called.
The fact that someone attempted to harm us
this daughter who covered us all with her loving arms.
And now these arms are sprawled across New York City streets.
A smoke filled lung, a silt covered faced,
and a solitary tear poured out of her cheek.
Her singed garments carpets Pennsylvania Avenue and the Pentagon was under her feet.
As she began to talk, she began to cough up small particles of debris
and said, “I am America, and I’m calling on the land of the free.”
So they answered.
All personal differences set to the side
because right now there was no time to decide which state building the Confederate flag should fly over,
and which trimester the embryo is considered alive,
or on our monetary units, and which God we should confide.
You see, someone attempted to choke the voice
of the one who gave us the right for choice,
and now she was callin.
And somebody had to answer.
Who was going to answer?
So they did.
Stern faces and chisled chins.
Devoted women and disciplined men,
who rose from the ashes like a pheonix
and said “don’t worry, we’ll stand in your defense.”
They tightened up their bootlaces
and said goodbye to loved ones, family and friends.
They tried to bombard them with the “hold on”, “wait-a-minute’s”, and “what-if’s”.
And “Daddy, where you goin?”.
And, “Mommy, why you leavin?”.
And they merely kissed them on their foreheads and said “Don’t worry, I have my reasons.
You see, to this country I pledged my allegience
to defend it against all enemies foreign and domestic.
So as long as I’m breathin, I’ll run though hell-fire,
meet the enemy on the front lines,
look him directly in his face,
stare directly in his eyes and scream,
“I AM AMERICA! WE WILL NOT BE TERRORIZED!
WE WILL NOT BE TERRORIZED!
I REFUSE TO BE AFRAID!
I’LL FIGHT YOU ANY COUNTRY, ANY CONTINENT, ANY TERRAIN.
I’LL FIGHT TO MY LAST BREATH!”
And if by chance death is my fate,
pin my medals upon my chest,
and throw Old Glory on my grave.
But, don’t y’all cry for me.
You see, my Father’s prepared a place.
I’ll be a part of his Holy army standing a watch at the Pearly Gates.
Because freedom was never free.
POW’s, and fallen soldiers
all paid the ultimate sacrafice
along side veterans who put themselves in harms way.
Risking their lives and limbs just to hold up democracy’s weight,
but still standing on them broken appendages anytime the National Anthem was played.
You see, these were the brave warriors that gave me the right
to say that I’m Black. Or white.
Or
African American or Caucasian,
I’m Asian, excuse me.
I’m Vietnamese, Philipene, Korean, or Jamaican.
I’m Haitan, Hispanic
Y’all, Please be paitent.
I’m Mexican, Puerto Rican, Venezualean, Cuban,
Dominican, Panamanian, Democrat
I beg your pardon, you see I partied with the late, great Reagan.
I’m Republican, Independent, Christian, Catholic,
Methodist, Baptist, 7th Day Adventist, 5 Percenters,
Hindu, Sunii Muslim,
Brothers and Sisters We’re just Americans.
So with that I say
“Thank You” to the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines,
for preserving my rights
to live and die for this life
and paying the ultimate price for me to be…FREE!
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