Manages Parisian Family Office. Began Wall Street, 82. Founded investment firm, Native American Advisors. Member, White Earth Chippewa Tribe. Was NYSE/FINRA arb. Conservative. Raised on Native reservations. Pureblood, clot-shot free. In a world elevated on a tech-driven dopamine binge, he trades from Ghost Ranch on the Yellowstone River in MT, his TN farm, Pamelot or CASA TULE', his winter camp in Los Cabos, Mexico. Always been, and will always be, an optimist.

Sunday, June 13, 2021



It just feels good.  Quarterly taxes are part of the equation and 6/15 isn't far off.  My check is in the mail and that number will be going down by nearly 6 figures.    Keeping the PPP loans, give-away programs, stimmy checks, Section 8 housing payments, WIC,  Social Security disability checks to fully able, fully functioning liars, even the "c'mon man, we need reparations" crowd is in line to hog some of my gains, my profits.

I am thankful Dave Utter took me to a William O'Neil luncheon in 1984. 

The stock market doesn't care you grew up on Indian reservations or are a member of the Minnesota Chippewa Tribe at the White Earth Reservation.  It doesn't care that you went to 4 high schools in 3 different states while living in government housing.

The stock market doesn't care about my profits or my losses.

It is simply up to me.  My responsibility.   My health, my life.

My money.   

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