The best way to describe my fear would be to make the analogy that having to rely on a salesman/stockbroker to safeguard retirement money would be like relying on a pothead to safeguard the Fritos. Never forget, those stockbrokers fancy titles are not awarded for achieving investment results; they are for charging fat fees and big commissions.
Next week I have to go to a brokerage office and extricate an account for an elderly widow who is a new client of Chippewa Partners. I should bring an attorney along for what the broker did to this lady over the years. Sickening.