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Essays, satire, and notes on markets and the people inside them. Some pieces live here; others link out to where they were published.
Elegant Mixture
We probably haven’t spoken in a minute. Moving forward, I’m going to share some essays I began writing after my father died in July 2025. The result is a deeply serious body of…
August 21, 2026/IPO & CHILL/1 min read
Seven Twenty Dollar Bills
Foot Locker, Finish Line and Champ’s were perched in a row. The original Claude, ChatGPT and Gemini.
July 16, 2026/The Beneficiary/LinkedIn
Required Minimum Distractions
New York, June 1988: My father has just delivered some excellent news: “You don’t have a trust fund.”
July 9, 2026/The Beneficiary/LinkedIn
Mean Reversion
A year ago, I sat on a blue rubber recliner chair at the Long Island Jewish Rehabilitation Center and stared at my dad.
The Beneficiary/1 min read
What Does It Mean, Bliss?
“Bliss manee kee?” I asked baba. As he chuckled, Ma told me it meant “khushi” or happiness.
The Beneficiary/1 min read