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Look, I’ve seen funds come and go. Shiny objects promising instant riches, then vanishing into the ether like a bad trip. Most are just elaborate scams designed to separate fools from their money. But there’s one that’s… well, it’s not good, exactly. It’s just… less bad than the rest. I’m talking about the Vanguard Total Stock Market ETF (VTI). It’s not going to save your soul, but it might just keep you from complete financial ruin. It meets the basic criteria, you see: a semblance of a plan, shockingly low costs, and a history that doesn’t involve complete and utter collapse. Let’s dissect this beast, shall we?

The numbers, of course, are obscene. Revenue up 62% year-over-year. 66% in the data center alone. They’re practically printing money, fueled by the insatiable hunger for AI. It’s an accelerating curve, a runaway train, and I’m standing on the tracks with a half-empty glass of something amber and a growing sense of dread. They’re selling shovels to the gold rush, only this time the gold is data, and the rush is towards…well, nobody really knows. The clouds are sold out, Colette Kress said. SOLD OUT. Like there’s a limited supply of digital space? This is the stuff of nightmares, people. Pure, unadulterated technological delirium.

The paperwork – SEC Form 4, naturally – revealed the sale, and the usual table of numbers followed. She still holds 78,522 shares, which, according to my calculations (and a calculator app I downloaded specifically for this purpose), is worth around $5.6 million. It’s a comfortable sum, even after the sale. I sometimes wonder what people do with that kind of money. Probably something sensible. Or maybe a lifetime supply of miniature porcelain thimbles. You never know.

The question, therefore, is not merely whether Novo Nordisk might flourish, but whether it might achieve a truly remarkable expansion – specifically, the transformation of a modest investment into a fortune. Could one, with a sum of one hundred thousand dollars, reasonably anticipate a million within the decade? A pleasing notion, certainly, but one requiring a degree of optimism not always supported by sober calculation.

Thus, the discerning investor, weary of chasing vaporous fortunes, might turn their gaze to a more…substantial edifice. International Business Machines, or IBM as it is known, a name that carries the weight of decades, if not centuries, of calculated progress. It is not a sleek, new contraption promising miracles, but a sturdy, if somewhat creaky, machine that actually does things. And, crucially, generates actual coin. A most comforting quality, wouldn’t you agree?

Salesforce. CRM. It’s…fine. A fundamentally sound company, they say. But the stock has been getting hammered lately. Thirty percent down year-to-date. It’s just…messy. And then you start digging into the insider transactions. It’s never straightforward, is it? Never. You get these reports, and it’s always a puzzle. Like trying to decipher a tax form written in hieroglyphics.

They’re building micro reactors. Small-scale nukes, if you will. The Kronos system. A mouthful. It uses something called TRISO fuel, which apparently won’t melt down if you look at it wrong. Safer than the old stuff, they say. Everything’s safer until it isn’t. I’ve seen enough promises to fill a landfill.