Buffett, for years, held a rather skeptical view of technology companies. Said they were too… well, baffling. He preferred businesses he could understand – things involving bricks, or widgets, or reasonably predictable consumer behavior. Amazon, therefore, was something of an anomaly. He’s famously admitted he didn’t fully grasp the intricacies of cloud computing, which, let’s be honest, is probably true of most of us.
The paperwork, filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission – a labyrinthine institution dedicated to the meticulous documentation of wealth – reveals Paradice acquired 178,356 shares during the final quarter of 2025. The fund’s stake has blossomed to 6.98% of their reportable assets, a figure that suggests either exceptional foresight or a fondness for industrial flow management. Perhaps both. The total value increase, factoring in both purchases and market whims, reached $17.87 million. A respectable profit, even for those accustomed to counting fortunes.
The stock took a hit, naturally. A big hit. And people are acting surprised. It’s up 111% over the last year, which, honestly, feels… precarious. Like a Jenga tower built by someone who’s had too much coffee. What are we supposed to do with this? Just hold on and hope? Hope is not a strategy, people. It’s what you tell your aunt when she asks if you’re dating anyone.
Seagate, in its pronouncements, revealed a revenue increase of almost twenty-two percent, exceeding $2.8 billion. A sum that conjures images of mountains of platters, spinning endlessly, each holding a fragment of someone’s forgotten correspondence or a poorly rendered cat video. Net income, adhering to the generally accepted principles of accounting – a system as prone to illusion as any charlatan’s – advanced a robust seventy-six percent, reaching $593 million. The analysts, those solemn oracles, were, predictably, astonished. It was as if the very machines had decided to generate profit independently of human intervention. A chilling thought.
Circumstances, however, have proven remarkably altered. Bitcoin has, against the expectations of many, not merely persisted, but has gained a degree of acceptance, even amongst institutions previously most resistant to such innovation. Financial advisors, ever attuned to the shifting winds of fortune, now tentatively include it within their portfolios, and even the Securities & Exchange Commission has granted its approval to related investment vehicles. It has, in effect, paved the way for other, equally novel, contenders – ‘Ethereum‘, ‘Solana’, and ‘XRP‘ amongst them – each vying for a share of this burgeoning, though decidedly volatile, market.
The price of this extracted resource, designated ‘oil,’ has exhibited a downward trajectory since the year 2022, a period now recalled as a time of temporary, almost illusory, abundance. Brent crude, once valued at $120 per barrel, now hovers at $65. This reduction in valuation necessitates a corresponding recalibration of expectations, a process which, predictably, introduces a degree of anxiety into the system. Lower prices translate to diminished revenue, and diminished revenue, in turn, threatens the continuation of the aforementioned ‘dividend’ – a threat which, while not immediately catastrophic, is nonetheless unsettling.
The reported revenue of $4.18 billion for the fourth quarter represents an increase of sixteen percent. However, to accept this figure at face value would be a lapse in due diligence. The prior year was burdened by a month-long cessation of work at a Kansas facility – a localized interruption, yet one which artificially depressed the baseline for comparison. The lifting of this temporary impediment naturally yielded a temporary elevation, a statistical phantom of sorts. To hail this as genuine growth is to mistake the restoration of normalcy for actual progress – a common error in the chronicles of commerce.
The Federal Open Market Committee left rates as they were, nodding toward a path built on data, as if the data itself were a prophetic librarian with a fondness for bureaucratic precision. Powell wore a smile that could coax a spreadsheet to sing, acknowledging inflation’s stubborn glow while hinting that the easing day remains a rumor in a dim corridor.
The projected revenues for 2025, hovering between $61 and $64 billion, represent a stark diminution from the peak of just over $100 billion achieved in 2022. One observes, with a certain somber inevitability, that the company’s intense focus on combating the recent contagion diverted resources from the long-term cultivation of its broader pharmaceutical endeavors. This neglect, once a tactical necessity, now manifests as a palpable deficiency in the pipeline. It is a cautionary tale of prioritizing immediate exigency over sustained vitality.
Give ’em credit, though. Buildin’ a wagon factory from scratch ain’t a picnic. It takes capital—mountains of it—and a heap of ingenuity. They’re tryin’ to do what that Tesla fella did—bring a newfangled idea to a world stuck in its ways. But the game’s changed since then. Back when Tesla was a pup, electric carriages were a novelty. Now? Every Tom, Dick, and Harry with a factory is churnin’ ’em out. The competition is thicker than molasses in January.