I also have a responsibility to these guys. Don't we all?
Yeah, still here.
Back when I jogged there was a saying: “go out hard, die like a pig.” (It’s probably still a saying.) The point was that if you start out too fast, you’re… liable to die squealing on an electrified killing floor?
That can’t be it. Stupid quote. Why not “afterburn out, burn out after?” Or “go out sprintin’, come in limpin’?”
The point is I’ve maintained too great a clip here. Warren and Jimmy are exhausting. And the past two weeks I’ve dreamed of nothing but turning this project into sweet slices of Buffett bacon. (Smithfield-processed, no doubt.)
But, ultimately, I have a responsibility to my readers. No, not you. My future readers. Specifically my kids. Because one day they’ll end up Googling their father, find this project — unfinished — and discover that Dad is a quitter.
They don’t need to know. So: onward we go, at a conversational pace. The kids can learn about me later, from another project I abandon. But first they’ll learn some glib, superficial finance “lessons” from decades past.
Just like you. (See how I did that?)
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