Let’s jump back 40 years in time to the 1980s, which is when I grew up. Advertising, supermodels, and commercials were all over the place, and any major brand would feature a very attractive person, such as, let’s say, Christie Brinkley:(more…)
Slope of Hope Blog Posts
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PREMIUM: Inverted Ripples
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Bumbling Toward Bankruptcy
Hold the phone. Stop the presses. Don’t touch that dial. I’ve just discovered to most woke website in human history.
See, my original intent for this post was prompted by noticing that Bumble (symbol BMBL) was at yet another lifetime low and has lost about 83% of its value so far. Such a post would take me about four seconds to create, since I’d just show you this chart, audibly chortle, and then move on. So here is the disaster du jour:(more…)
Not To Be
Some people, I suppose, consider the sort of person they would like to be. I, on the other hand, tend to think about what sort of person I do not want to be. The trouble is, I have been each of those people at some point in my lifetime. I wanted to share some thoughts about three of these anti-aspirational targets. I do this, oddly, in the context of thinking about everyone’s favorite obsession these days, which is of course AI.
The year is 1982, and young Tim is in San Francisco by himself, excitedly heading into the giant underground convention space known as Brooks Hall. This was years before such niceties as Moscone Center existed, and the West Coast Computer Faire was still quite young, as was I.(more…)
Thumbing through my Recent watch list (of younger stocks that IPO’d over the past couple of years) here are some real gems, worthy of Jim Cramer adulation. Shield your eyes, Frank…………