Author: Mr. Groovy
The Perils of Financial Ignorance and Permissiveness
Years ago, my friends and I got a kick out of a cigar commercial that aired a lot during New York Met games. Here is one iteration of that marketing campaign: Now it’s time for a lesson. Let’s substitute the White Owl pitchman with a pitch person who represents the biggest commercial interests in America…
The Myth of Black Oppression
Are black Americans being oppressed by The Man? The position taken here is no. Are black Americans struggling socially and financially? Yes. But the position taken here is that black Americans aren’t struggling socially and financially because of “systemic racism” and “white supremacy.” Nope, the position taken here is that black Americans are struggling socially…
Be Afraid…Be Very, Very Afraid
In the middle of February, Mrs. Groovy and I achieved our highest net worth ever. The economy was humming along and my investing acumen was never more fruitful. But then the scourge of the Wuhan virus hit our shores, a nationwide lockdown ensued, and the economy tanked. By the end of March, our once glorious…
Stop Listening to “Them”
If we learn anything from the Wuhan virus pandemic, I hope to God it’s this: We have to stop listening to “them”! Who are “them”? For the purposes of this post, “them” refers to the people who have established our conventional wisdom. “Them,” or better yet, “Them People,” are the cool people, our thought leaders.…
When the Bison Comes Tumbling Down
Just a human desire to have you come near Want to put my arms around you Feel your breath in my ear You can bend me, you can break me But you better stand clear When the walls come tumblin’ down When the walls come crumblin’ crumblin’ When the walls come tumblin’ tumblin’ down —John…