#investments - Hello Poetry

My master’s degree's a senior’s cruise - most of the other students are thirty and even forty-somethings. Good for them, for making the (75K) investment, it’s hard, and they all look very serious. I am too, of course. It’s busy and constant - but it’s business analysis - it's not hard, like chemistry (see retrosynthetic analysis) and I’m lucky, I’m fresh off uni - used to working problem-sets and reading a couple of hundred pages a night. That said, last week was wearying. I look forward to Fridays (like everyone), as the light at the end of the tunnel. Then my Grandmère FaceTimed me asking if I could go through an ‘investor deck’ and give her advice. “Look at it and give it to me.. unsweetened,” she said (“Regarde-le et donne-le-moi... non sucré”). ‘Sure,’ I thought, ‘maybe I can tell van Gogh how to paint or Taylor Swift how to influence as well. Surely, asking someone to do something late on a Friday afternoon is a minute refinement of cruelty, but I couldn’t say 'no'. That didn’t mean I was happy - I’m very jealous of my time. It’s too easy to toss the sauce on my routines. I took an hour and looked it over, then gave her a poetic answer, “It’s an options fog, masquerading as opportunity.” “That’s what I thought,” she said. I know that old bird, she’s nuanced. Was that a test? There was a smile in her voice. Part of me longed to say, “Sometimes, like on a Friday night, one head’s better than two,” but I didn’t - because what night would be good for a surprise assignment? Two hours later, Chella and I had some students over for cocktails. Four of them (2 guys 2 girls) were Japanese. Their English wasn’t great, but we had fun. They brought a bottle of nihonshu (sake), that stuff is like water - seriously. So I made them martinis. Their eyes bugged out with their first sips, but first martini sips always taste like gasoline. It’s the second martini that starts to taste like mother’s-milk. Before long, they were smashed and then they started singing. That was when the real fun started. They had karaoke songs on their phones. We sang, we danced. They taught us some songs and we did the same. “At this point in our lives,” Chella said, “It’s important to bop so hard,” everyone cheered. What a slay - she was so real, so feral for that. . . Songs for this: Something Every Day (Little Wizard Mix) by Swing Out Sister Yoru ni kakeru by YOASOBI . . Our cast: Chella - A tall, lithe black girl, from Liberty City (Miami) Florida with a ‘Bachelor of Science in Global Affairs’ from Yale and currently a Harvard Master's candidate. She had it rough growing up - she was buying skin-care at Trader Joes! I'm showing her some things. Your author, a simple trust-fund baby from Athens, Georgia with a Bachelor of Science in Molecular Biophysics and Biochemistry from Yale, currently a Harvard Master's candidate. Grandmère, my very French Grandmother. Tiny, frail looking and privately very funny - but don’t underestimate her or ever try and bull$hit her - she's a Mogul.

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Jul 14, 2025

Jul 14, 2025 at 12:18 PM UTC

anaisvionet

nihonshu (sake)

My master’s degree's a senior’s cruise - most of the other students are thirty and even forty-somethings. Good for them, for making the (75K) investment, it’s hard, and they all look very serious. I am too, of course. It’s busy and constant - but it’s business analysis - it's not hard, like chemistry (see retrosynthetic analysis) and I’m lucky, I’m fresh off uni - used to working problem-sets and reading a couple of hundred pages a night. That said, last week was wearying. I look forward to Fridays (like everyone), as the light at the end of the tunnel. Then my Grandmère FaceTimed me asking if I could go through an ‘investor deck’ and give her advice. “Look at it and give it to me.. unsweetened,” she said (“Regarde-le et donne-le-moi... non sucré”). ‘Sure,’ I thought, ‘maybe I can tell van Gogh how to paint or Taylor Swift how to influence as well. Surely, asking someone to do something late on a Friday afternoon is a minute refinement of cruelty, but I couldn’t say 'no'. That didn’t mean I was happy - I’m very jealous of my time. It’s too easy to toss the sauce on my routines. I took an hour and looked it over, then gave her a poetic answer, “It’s an options fog, masquerading as opportunity.” “That’s what I thought,” she said. I know that old bird, she’s nuanced. Was that a test? There was a smile in her voice. Part of me longed to say, “Sometimes, like on a Friday night, one head’s better than two,” but I didn’t - because what night would be good for a surprise assignment? Two hours later, Chella and I had some students over for cocktails. Four of them (2 guys 2 girls) were Japanese. Their English wasn’t great, but we had fun. They brought a bottle of nihonshu (sake), that stuff is like water - seriously. So I made them martinis. Their eyes bugged out with their first sips, but first martini sips always taste like gasoline. It’s the second martini that starts to taste like mother’s-milk. Before long, they were smashed and then they started singing. That was when the real fun started. They had karaoke songs on their phones. We sang, we danced. They taught us some songs and we did the same. “At this point in our lives,” Chella said, “It’s important to bop so hard,” everyone cheered. What a slay - she was so real, so feral for that. . . Songs for this: Something Every Day (Little Wizard Mix) by Swing Out Sister Yoru ni kakeru by YOASOBI . . Our cast: Chella - A tall, lithe black girl, from Liberty City (Miami) Florida with a ‘Bachelor of Science in Global Affairs’ from Yale and currently a Harvard Master's candidate. She had it rough growing up - she was buying skin-care at Trader Joes! I'm showing her some things. Your author, a simple trust-fund baby from Athens, Georgia with a Bachelor of Science in Molecular Biophysics and Biochemistry from Yale, currently a Harvard Master's candidate. Grandmère, my very French Grandmother. Tiny, frail looking and privately very funny - but don’t underestimate her or ever try and bull$hit her - she's a Mogul.

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This gun you point at the kitty, It comes with a responsibility. Purchase shares, Hold them longterm, Forget the glares, Adorn them over your years, Hold your fire for decaditty... Watch your children grow, Teach them similar patience, Money market, It can pay you bright, Or it might bite, But tell them to not be scared, Don't be scared or obsessed... Don't speculate, oh dear trader, For speculation is so immature, Invest thousands, You can reap millions, Think of your kids, They will thank you even later, Much later, after you're gone... Remember, the Devil feeds on your fears, It dies when the fog in your mind clears.

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Oct 29, 2024

Oct 29, 2024 at 6:57 AM UTC

Atul

Hold Your Fire

This gun you point at the kitty, It comes with a responsibility. Purchase shares, Hold them longterm, Forget the glares, Adorn them over your years, Hold your fire for decaditty... Watch your children grow, Teach them similar patience, Money market, It can pay you bright, Or it might bite, But tell them to not be scared, Don't be scared or obsessed... Don't speculate, oh dear trader, For speculation is so immature, Invest thousands, You can reap millions, Think of your kids, They will thank you even later, Much later, after you're gone... Remember, the Devil feeds on your fears, It dies when the fog in your mind clears.

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bitcoinvestmentality that's what happens, when you watch the business channel multitasking

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Dec 8, 2017

Dec 8, 2017 at 4:22 PM UTC

nene

bitcoin, investment mentality - a minimal haiku

bitcoinvestmentality that's what happens, when you watch the business channel multitasking

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Surely my life's work Will be worth as much to them As it is to me, Waiting for sales to show here To feed my music budget.

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Oct 30, 2017

Oct 30, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC

ashley-somebody

Investments

Surely my life's work Will be worth as much to them As it is to me, Waiting for sales to show here To feed my music budget.

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Never get too comfortable Nothing lasts forever Change is inevitable ... Certain things will always be So be picky on who you spend time with Be very selfish on what you invest your energy in ... Unlike money and items Time doesn't give refunds Once it passes Its in the past

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Oct 20, 2017

Oct 20, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC

Nomadically_poetic

Inevitable

Never get too comfortable Nothing lasts forever Change is inevitable ... Certain things will always be So be picky on who you spend time with Be very selfish on what you invest your energy in ... Unlike money and items Time doesn't give refunds Once it passes Its in the past

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