The world is a crazy-ass place. Every day, all day, we get slammed with zillions of bits of information and our little monkey brains, which evolved to keep us alive just long enough to fuck and create the next generation of fuckers, just can’t keep up. So to make sense of the shit, we tell ourselves stories, cheat-sheet versions of reality to make the shit simple so we can pass the test and live another day. And when enough people buy into the story, the story starts to influence reality and it starts a feedback loop that continues until reality intervenes. But the stories are never real. Reality is fucking infinite-K HD and we can’t even see past the color red. We don’t have the hardware or software to process the shit. But what we can know for sure is when we are wrong. Wrong pops the bubble, it curb-stomps our stories. People tell stories until reality proves us wrong. That’s the law of the jungle, and if you want to survive in the jungle, a mans got to have a code. George Soros ...
Straight-up breakdowns of big events in money history.