The Ubiquitous Portfolio

There is something profoundly modern about a man who can manage to be entirely missing and yet universally present, provided the territory in question is the New York Stock Exchange. Consider the curious case of New Jersey Representative Tom Kean Jr., a gentleman who has elevated the art of the French exit to a federal Read More …

The Neon Mirage

We have traded the smoke stacks for server farms, and the assembly line for the algorithm.  We feed our thoughts into glowing glass rectangles, hoping for a connection, but the only thing we receive is a beautifully engineered echo chamber delivered specifically for us through the magic of that algorithm. The tools have changed, but Read More …

The Money Changers’ New Clothes

Look at the latest financial disclosures. We’re seeing a sitting president’s personal account lighting up the tickers like a Vegas slot machine, more than 40 trades a day.  Millions of dollars shuffling between Nvidia, Boeing, and discount stores like Dollar Tree, operating with the speed of an algorithmic hedge fund.  All while his son-in-law juggles Read More …

The Neon Jungle and the Shrinking Ballot

Listen, I’ve seen the seasons turn from the red clay of Kansas to the steel-grey skies of Harlem, and I have maybe at least learned one thing in my life: Today the song of liberty sounds a lot like a cash register if you listen close enough. Today, we’re living in a high-speed, digital age Read More …

The Golden Calf in the Radio Box

I was once told by a man of the cloth, one of the old-fashioned kind who still believed the Red Letters were more than just a stylistic choice by the printer, that the quickest way to lose your soul is to find a way to sell it at a profit. Now, I’ve seen many a Read More …

The New Gospel of the Gilded Calf

It has been remarked by men wiser than myself that the Good Book is like a mirror: if an ass looks in, you can’t expect an apostle to look out. These days, however, it seems a whole congregation of folks have looked into the Gospel and somehow mistaken the Beatitudes for a business prospectus. I Read More …

The Grand Illusion of the “Foreign Tax”

It has been brought to my attention, via the shouting on social media and the groaning of the common man’s purse, that we are currently engaged in a most spectacular feat of financial magic.  Our dear leaders have discovered a way to tax the “foreigner” by reaching into the pockets of the American farmer, the Read More …