On Entitlement

by JT McGee

Need an intern with a strong sense of entitlement and bad manners? Hire a rich kid.

This article is amazingly interesting. It’s on entitlement among wealthy kids — err, the children of wealth.

I’m lucky enough to have lived a fairly privileged life. Until middle school, or so, my parents were certainly “well off,” at least in Midwestern terms.

Flying private or commercial was never a choice, though — we certainly weren’t that wealthy. In fact, “wealthy” is probably charitable. I mean income rich. Vastly different thing, especially in the eyes of the tax code.

It afforded some comforts. But my parents loved saying no. Loved it. Unless, of course, we wanted something educational. My dad would eagerly open his wallet to feed us knowledge. And I mean eagerly. I only recently threw away a stack of almanacs, math books, etc. that I had saved from childhood.

To some extent, I think being born with wealth is a disadvantage. The disadvantage is asymptotic, though. Super rich = no problems. Moderately rich = problematic. Wealthy enough to think the world owes you something, not wealthy enough to sit on your laurels.

I know far too many people who came from far more privileged backgrounds who are working hard to ensure that familial wealth never makes it past three generations. It amazes me that wealth can be destroyed so easily — so carelessly — in such a short time. But I guess it is what it is. I welcome the opportunity to blow an inheritance.

Anyway, I’m not sure I’ve ever really read anything from the New York Observer, but I found this article worthy of sharing. Give it 15 seconds…maybe you’ll end up giving it 5 minutes.


$_1If you’re anything like me, you thought trading cards were dead. They languished to obscurity when collecting became cool again in the late 80s and 1990s, right?

Wrong. Dead wrong.

An app called Topps Bunt is proving that the market for collectible sports cards is alive and well. Topps Bunt is a digital trading card game in which users collect digital baseball cards. It’s a “freemium” app — you can play for free, but spending real money allows you to buy more cards.

The cards are as popular as ever, despite the fact they are 100% digital. And even though they’re digital, they seem to have real value.

Here’s some recent and insane listings on eBay:

$360 for a Derek Jeter card

$150 for a Mike Trout card

$71 for a collection of different “insert” cards

Bear in mind that these listings have bids. The prices are not the result of an overzealous seller, but of a true market willing to pay hundreds of dollars for a single digital card. And I can guarantee that the ending sales price will be higher than the prices listed in this article. I’ve been a curious spectator for a few weeks now — Jeter and Trout cards can sell for as much as $500 per.

Now, these are “special” cards. The Jeter and Trout cards are one of only 100 in existence. So if you want one, you have to compete with the subset of 297,000 Topps Bunt players who are just as insane as you are.

I find it ridiculous. You probably find it ridiculous. But the fact is that a fool and his money can still be parted.

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Education should be free.

Well, that’s my opinion, anyway. I’m not talking about college credits or an instructor-led course. I’m talking self-study — the best way to learn.

Self-study is a heck of a lot easier when you can download any textbook under the sun for free. I’d start here: http://libgen.org/

Wink. Nod. Any book you think might be remotely educational is on that site. I can’t speak for fiction, though, as I don’t read it.

Some stuff on the site you might find interesting:

The Snowball: Warren Buffett and the Business of Life
McKinsey Valuation books
Security Analysis
Margin of Safety

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I don’t think I’ve introduced my pup yet. Meet Leroy, my (roughly) 10-month old lab-mix pup.

I’ve had him for about three months, and it’s been a blast. Dude’s a total idiot — unless you have food, which instantaneously turns him into a modern-day saint.

I’ve had a lot of dogs in my life. A pure-bred golden retriever. A pure-bred lab.

Then an assorted mix of lab-german shepard , lab-everything-under-the-sun, and a chow-golden. Oh — and a lab with the ex. Whoops.

Dogs are what lead me to my child-free for life viewpoint. They’re a pain in the ass, but awesome to have, and exactly the reason I never want kids. After all, you can put a dog in a kennel, but doing the same to a kid is child abuse. Man, I’d make a terrible father.

Anyway, I wanted to take this time to recommend getting a dog. Not just any dog, but a rescue. Preferably, a lab- or golden-mix of something. I swear, they’re not only the best/smartest (sometimes) dogs, but after having a couple pure-breeds, the health benefits of mixing dogs is obvious. My poor pure-bred golden and lab had the worst of problems over time. Mixing, despite what the AKC might say, is the best thing for a dog. Unfortunately, careless breeders have put money before the health of man’s best friend.

They say labs take the longest to mature. And it’s totally true. My boy Leroy still thinks he’s a 7-pound puppy, even though he’s roughly 70 pounds of pure stupid muscle. I love him all the same. But he’s also the friendliest dog in the world, as all labs are.

The oral fixation with this dog is strong. Probably stronger than any lab I’ve had before. He will put anything in his mouth, proudly bring it to me, and expect that he’ll get a “good boy” for it. He loves newspapers, which is a pain because I have a million WSJs laying around that I don’t read.

Sidebar: Newspapers require you get a paper copy with an online subscription because they want to boast broader circulation numbers. It’s a waste of trees, delivery time, and money, but what you you expect from an industry on its death bed?

He’s currently in training for beer fetching. Although he’ll happily open/close the fridge for you, getting him to grab a beer has been the hardest step. Now that he knows “touch,” he’s getting a heck of a lot closer to actually opening the fridge, grabbing a beer, bringing it to you, then going back to close the fridge. Getting him to open the fridge was a piece of cake — I left my friend to watch the apartment/dog on vacation, and he was determined to turn him into a booze-fetcher.

A few things for dog owners:

  • Get a clicker – A clicker is a way to bridge the gap between an action and a treat. You can make a dog associate the sound of a clicker with food. Thus, when you make a click for a particular action, the dog knows he did something right and a treat is on its way. It makes training a dog 10x easier for all of $2. I swear it’s like cheating. I’ve never used one before — instead using an excited “yes” as the marker — but now, I wouldn’t ever go back.
  • Don’t feed your dog horse shit – The reality is a dog didn’t choose you. You chose the dog. Don’t subject it to death-in-a-bag because you’re too cheap to pay $10 more for high-quality food. Go to dog food advisor and see what’s really in your dog’s food. I joke about my dog eating better than I do. He should. After all, he doesn’t shop for me, I shop for him. Even if I were starving, I’d never take him off his expensive (but worth it) dog food. Good food adds years to a dog’s life, and will literally save you a billion bucks in vet bills. The foods on TV are largely terrible products. Please, if you do nothing else today, lookup your dog’s food on the site and see how it ranks.
  • Dogs are the (single) man’s best friend – This should be obvious. Luckily, my pup has a penchant for women. Good boy!
  • Potty training – My dog was pawned on me as being house- and kennel-trained. BS. He was kennel-trained, but certainly not house-trained. It took a week to fix that. Anyway, if you have a puppy (or a worthless cat), Nature’s Miracle is awesome. They’re going to have accidents. Prevent future accidents by spraying the area with Nature’s Miracle. Pro-tip: it also takes blood out of fabric, you know, if you’re a murderer or something.

Anyway, I’m rambling today.

Net-net: don’t feed your dogs crappy food, get a clicker, and be a responsible pet owner and get your dog spayed or neutered. I’m off to teach my dog the final leg of beer fetching. Wish me luck!