The hilarious New York Times bestseller “sharply observes the lives of globe-trotting, overindulging investment bankers” (Entertainment Weekly). “Some chick asked me what I would do with 10 million bucks. I told her I’d wonder where the rest of my money went.” —@GSElevator For three years, the notorious @GSElevator Twitter feed offered a hilarious, shamelessly voyeuristic look into the real world of international finance. Hundreds of thousands followed the account, Goldman Sachs launched an internal investigation, and when the true identity of the man behind it all was revealed, it created a national media sensation—but that’s only part of the story. Where @GSElevator captured the essence of the banking elite with curated jokes and submissions overheard by readers, Straight to Hell adds John LeFevre’s own story—an unapologetic and darkly funny account of a career as a globe-conquering investment banker spanning New York, London, and Hong Kong. Straight to Hell pulls back the curtain on a world that is both hated and envied, taking readers from the trading floors and roadshows to private planes and after-hours overindulgence. Full of shocking lawlessness, boyish antics, and win-at-all-costs schemes, this is the definitive take on the deviant, dysfunctional, and absolutely excessive world of finance. “Shocking and sordid—and so much fun.” —Daily News (New York) “LeFevre’s workplace anecdotes include tales of nastiness, sabotage, favoritism, sexism, racism, expense-account padding, and legally questionable collusion.” —The New Yorker

Boyd McDonald (1925-1993) had the makings of a successful career in the 1950s--an education at Harvard, jobs at Time/Life and IBM--but things didn't turn out as planned. Containing in-depth interviews with friends and family members and a wealth of previously unpublished material, True Homosexual Experiences: Boyd McDonald and Straight to Hell is the first book devoted to this key figure of the American underground.

Lord: One thing I won't tolerate is a rat. When anyone on my payroll screws me over, I enjoy making an example of them. It was no different when I caught my accountant selling club secrets to my enemies-I made him suffer.The rat had a daughter, and it was only fitting to wipe out the bastard's bloodline. When I had Ally Prixman at my mercy, things didn't go according to plan. There was something captivating about the curvy blonde, and I couldn't pull the trigger. Instead, I offered to keep her as a plaything. She'd fulfill all my sexual fantasies until I bored of her, then she could have her freedom. Ally had no choice but to agree. And I didn't expect to keep her for long. Ally: He killed my estranged father and wanted me dead. For some reason he decided to have mercy on me, although I'm not so sure being Lord's sex toy is much better than death. He's the leader of the Straight to Hell MC and known for his brutality. Surely he won't have mercy on me for being a virgin.I'm mad at myself for not hating my situation more, but I'm impossibly attracted to Lord. His scars and tattoos don't scare me, and it doesn't take long for me to fall for the biker. I have to remind myself I'm only a temporary part of the club. Lord's only using me up until he spits me out. Some men just aren't capable of love.

"40 years ago as a graduate student I wrote a book about Spaghetti Westerns, called 10,000 Ways to Die. It’s an embarrassing tome when I look at it now: full of half-assed semiotics and other attenuated academic nonsense. In the intervening period I have had the interesting experience of being a film director. So now, when I watch these films, I’m looking at them from a different perspective. A professional perspective, maybe . . . I’m thinking about what the filmmakers intended, how they did that shot, how the director felt when his film was recut by the studio, and he was creatively and financially screwed. 10,000 Ways to Die is an entirely new book about an under-studied subject, the Spaghetti Western, from a director’s POV. Not only have these films stood the test of time; some of them are very high art." —Alex Cox

How can something so wrong feel so good? Callie tries to look at the positive side of life-despite her dire circumstances. She's the underdog, stepped on by her boss, her landlord, and her own family. When a new customer shows interest in her at work, it's impossible to resist his charm. Their budding romance becomes her only joy in life, but when she finds out he's keeping dark secrets, Callie wonders if she really knows him at all. Brick knows he screwed up by hiding the truth from Callie. It just felt so damn good to be looked at with affection rather than fear, and he soon became addicted to the rush. Once he starts falling hard for her, he can't bring himself to tell her he's the VP of the Straight to Hell MC. Brick can't risk losing her. But how long can he go on living a lie? With a rival club rebuilding and a rat in their midst, Brick wonders if it's even safe bringing Callie into his world at all.

[This] is the ... account of one man's descent into hell after dying from a gunshot wound in the head in March of 1992, and the true ... prayer by his newly-wedded wife. [He] survived, waking up twenty-seven days later. ... [This book] is a story flooded with hope and inspiration as this young couple figures out how to plot their new life."--Back cover

Cold war kickoff! After receiving a distress signal from Aquaman, the Justice League travels to Antarctica, where they discover an ancient prison at the bottom of the legendary pit of Tartarus. But who picked the locks within? Freed from their shackles, creatures of myth and horror emerge to battle the team, while the League must confront their own personal demons. What exactly lies at the base of this well, and what will be left of the Justice League when they discover its secret?