Where do you go after you slayed the rap game? Sporting a Gucci turtleneck and a cashmere trench coat, Snoop Dogg made his debut on the Big L. We’re talking LinkedIn, baby. “I’m not just an artist. I’m a force to be reckoned with,” says the D-O-double-G. Is this how gangsters roll? Or is it …
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Every city worships its unique god. It serves its idol. In NYC, “How’s your fund performing?” shows the money chase. In DC, “Going to the correspondents’ dinner?” flaunts proximity to power. Vegas asks, “Got a hookup for XS?” – it’s all about pleasure. LA name-drops, “Met Kim K’s manager,” seeking fame. Which idol are you …
Imagine being having $20 million and being scared of losing it all. Now imagine having $100 million and “sleeping with one eye open.” Yet, the scarcity mindset is a terrifying boogieman. Who strikes at all levels of wealth. It’s a fear that lurks around the corner. A fear that the “rational brain” can’t overcome by …
This tweet stopped me dead in my tracks. It reminded me of the feeling when you connect multiple sections of a jigsaw puzzle. But unlike a puzzle, this tweet didn’t evoke a deep sense of joy and satisfaction. It produced more of a wtf-this-can’t-be-true moment. But first: What do Michael Jordan, Taylor Swift and Don …
The gig is up for the CEO of Goldman Sachs. David Solomon hung up the turntables this week. “DJ D-Sol” had a good run. He performed at Lollapalooza. He even hit the Billboard charts. But the board of directors crushed his little passion project. Thankfully your side projects are safe. And you should lean into …
Imagine your parents hiring someone to teach you to ride a bike. A hedge-fund manager I knew once did that. He’d calculated his time was worth $3,205/hr. So this optimization made sense. It turns out that something else is being optimized these days: chores. 82% of you did them as kids. But only 28% of …
Dear Productivity, We’ve had a wild 23 years together. I remember when we first met after graduation in 2001. It was at the Barnes and Nobles on the corner of 18th and 5th Avenue. (Now an H&M.) We were just kids. I had a wad of cash in my pocket. Venmo? Pfft. We had just …
A loyal RadReader once tried to get Kendrick Lamar to sign up for this newsletter. 100% true. Kung Fu Kenny lives in Manhattan Beach. They were lifting next to each other. But Kendrick didn’t bite. Nonetheless Paul was relentless in his quest to recruit this distinguished subscriber. This past Wednesday, we said good bye to …
“A young widower, who loved his five-year-old son very much, was away on business, and bandits came, burned down his whole village, and took his son away. When the man returned, he saw the ruins, and panicked. He took the charred corpse of an infant to be his own child, and he began to pull …
“I feel like I’m on a treadmill all week longAnd the only way to shut it off is to black out.” You’d think these were the words of an over-worked Wall Street banker. Nope. They were the words of a high school student. The pricey Mandarin tutors, volunteer activities and industrial sports complex had given …
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