I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
Project Mayhem, Baltimore...
Retired CEO of CHIPPEWA PARTNERS, Native American Advisors, Inc., now managing the Parisian Family Office. A White Earth Chippewa, raised conservative, growing up in the poorest county in the U.S. on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation, he began a Wall Street career in 1982. Always been, will always be, an optimist. In a world on a dopamine binge, this is his take on life from Ghost Ranch in MT, Pamelot, his TN farm or their home in San Jose del Cabo, Mexico.
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