Ten years ago, iBankCoin was launched. It started as a hobby of mine, which was supposed to be a venue for my creative proclivities. Truth is, it was a cancer that metastasized, introducing me to a world of indecorous booze hounds, introverted backstabbing bastards, and a dizzying panorama of sycophants.
My brokerage business was booming and I was aggressive, born with the gift of gab, able and willing to compete with the losers to the right of me and the losers to the left of me, for clients and assets, propelling me to the very top at my firm.
When I left the firm I had been working at and started my own firm, it served to help feed into my new addiction of blogging on the internet. I met people like Howard Lindzon and Phil Pearlman and thought ‘gee this is great, there are others out there, like me, who wanted to discuss stocks on the internet.’ How stupid I was to believe this was a good thing. I was in the wilderness, more or less on my own, free to do as I liked — teamed up with a small group of writers and a single tech guy, who proved to be extremely dedicated and honorable.
But the blogging continued — and as I delved into this new world — it changed me. I started to ignore my business, which was my childhood passion. During the financial crisis, I was firing clients left and right, absconding with tens of millions in assets — because it bored me and because I no longer wanted to do it. I was to become an ‘e-celeb’ and I was going to tweet all day, respond to comments on my blog, and live out the rest of my days in perfect harmony, loved by some, hated by more.
As time went on, my desire to manage money dissipated like the sands in an hourglass — which led to my retirement from the industry in December of 2015. It wasn’t long after that when I began discussing Trump and all of the fine things happening in DC. My transformation was complete. I was no longer an entrepreneurial investment advisor, a man who started from the bottom and became the youngest partner at his investment bank. I had become the very thing I hated most, a fucktarded asshat blogging about meaningless drivel.
Let this be a lesson to all of those interested in becoming a finance blogger or launching a ‘career’ online — don’t do it. It will only lead to disaster and it won’t be long before you start to question the very essence of life and how it all went wrong.
For me, it all went wrong ten years ago today. I’m sure many of you have enjoyed the site and I have certainly enjoyed writing and sharing my experiences. But let’s be honest with each other for a brief moment, this shit here is fucking retarded.
Ten years ago today, iBankCoin was founded. Thank you for reading and ruining my fucking life. I could've done so much more with my life. God damned bastards. pic.twitter.com/MiF6lSpW2c
— The_Real_Fly (@The_Real_Fly) November 12, 2017
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