03/04/2024
Part II of the "This post is an ongoing AI experiment and is entirely factual series":
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This is actually similar to pre "AI" labeled tools like SPinReWriter which is something used in SEO to spin text.
So here is the rewrite of the previous post labeled as such
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This post is an ongoing AI experiment and is entirely factual.
Wealth often leads people to view those without wealth as less intelligent or less relevant. This perception, however, is flawed as wealth and common working people operate in different lanes.
It's common to see a wealthy individual who doesn't engage in the typical behaviors associated with wealth, such as driving fancy cars, wearing high-end clothing, or frequenting clubs. This can lead to confusion, as these behaviors are often assumed to be a part of the wealthy lifestyle.
Growing up in the Chicago suburbs, the Lake Forester was a local publication of the Pioneer Press. Each issue featured society pages on the back and inside back pages, showcasing those who were seen in high society. Despite my lack of presence in these pictures, I was busy raising funds door-to-door.
Most cities along the North Shore of Chicago were affluent, but I was unaware of to what extent. It was just familiar surroundings. My friends were wealthy, yet I was oblivious to their financial status. I was focused on saving every dollar, unaware that others carried around thousands in cash.
Despite living on the same block as those wealthy friends, I was in the kitchen, mowing their lawns, and going on adventures. This lifestyle wasn't for me.
My father was a blue-collar business owner who worked hard. He was passionate about changing communities and giving opportunities to others. Despite his illnesses, he continued to work tirelessly.
We didn't take vacations because my father was sick from the time I was 13. Instead, I learned to work to keep myself occupied. I learned critical technical skills at an early age, spending my time in the family gear factory learning about high-accuracy machines that made gears for our country's defense systems and roller coasters for Six Flags.
My parents may have had some money, but it was invested in the business, not in cash to flaunt. I grew up humble, not driven by money.
To this day, I drive a beat-up car because it's a tool for my work. I don't dress to impress people but when I do dress up, you wouldn't recognize me.
I don't frequent photo ops or clubs for group shots. It's not my comfort zone.
Growing up, I worked, invented, dreamed, and raised money. I rode bicycles thousands of miles for MS, Cancer, and other charities from the age of 7. I've personally raised hundreds of thousands, if not millions, for various organizations.
I'm of Iowa blood, with family values and a strong emphasis on helping others. Work is my passion, and it drives me.
The misconception is that being super educated and society-degreed equates to driving a nice car to show wealth or standing in society. We believed in sharing.
My family is from Iowa, and they grew up on plaid and jeans, farm gear, and a Buick or cheap Cadillac Sedan deVille with Khaki and blue shirt was my Dad's uniform as a well-known man in his field.
He was a 2-degree, Wharton (Master's) and Iowa State (B.S.) grad.
The community was surrounded by famous folks. Mr. T's daughter had a locker next to me in high school, and a bunch of famous people were part of my everyday life. Just normal people in the neighborhood.
I'm not impressed by fame or wealth. I'm impressed by character.
Don't tell me how much money you invest or how much you have. I don't care. Unless you want to donate it to our worthy cause.
If I drive around in a work truck, it's not because I'm less intelligent. It's because I spend my days learning more and more.
I've saved Fortune 500 companies from million-dollar disasters. I was core lead Information Technology in the SBC AMeritech mergers in the 90s. High-tech startups from Gateway 2000 to Niku to Cardinal Health Care and more.
Morningstar acquisition of our software company in '99. Chicago Board and Options Exchange, hostile takeovers, elite executive services, and a bunch of cool stuff.
Fixing computers in Nosara? More fun and more relaxing. But don't underestimate people by what you perceive. Like me, they also have incredible backgrounds and experiences which make them just as valuable without their high school diplomas as a person with a Master's Degree who has zero world experience.
I do have pieces of a degree and am far from uneducated.
My street sense is acute and wasn't learned in school.
We learn and teach not to judge by appearances. My appearance invites some amazing misconceptions about me entirely by many people.
A computer tech. Just that and nothing more. A little research from someone shows this is far from my scope of knowledge and/or experience.
This is part of the short-sighted judgments that people also make about many others who don't wear their wealth or lack thereof on their sleeve.
Some of the most intelligent and sometimes educated people I know have almost nothing financially but can survive in the wilderness and do scientific methods in their heads.
Be careful how you perceive someone's scope of knowledge or value.
Just because you have money, or someone else's money to invest, does not necessarily mean you have an amazing level of understanding of the world.
We are all in this together.
I don't give valuable financial or investment or hostile takeover advice for coffee. I make great coffee and prefer to be paid by the hour like a respectable consultant would expect when being asked to share valuable knowledge of the street so they can take over local companies.
Can you imagine if someone came to you and thought a cup of coffee was all they needed to understand your experiences?
Build awareness and put it where it counts.
Pura VIda.
