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According to the sober research of Ned Davis and Hartford Funds, dividend payers have delivered an average annual return of 9.2%, compared to a mere 4.3% for those who, though filled with promise, neglect to offer a tangible return to their shareholders. But the truly exceptional-the companies that consistently raise their dividends-have offered returns far beyond the ordinary, with a striking 10.2% annual growth. It is a testament to the profound power of reliable, compounded returns.

You see, when the numbers came out, the stock took a little tumble, but not because things were all bad. No sirree. It was more like the market looked at Nio and said, “Ah yes, another player in this price-war rodeo where everyone is trying to undercut each other faster than a barber with a dull razor.” The truth is, the price war isn’t letting up anytime soon, and if I were a betting man-which I am-I’d wager it’ll keep going until somebody blinks or runs out of money.

Yet, in this dispiriting tableau, management’s insistence on “discipline” emerges as a curious act of defiance. One might admire their resolve to cling to pricing power and service standards like a Victorian gentleman refusing to relinquish his pocket watch in a fire. The company’s confidence in a future economic recovery is, of course, the kind of optimism that only the untested can afford. After all, who among us has not heard the siren song of “when the market rebounds” and survived to regret it?

Yet with share prices hitting new heights of optimism, a once-impossible prospect has taken root in the minds of investors: Can Caterpillar, that stalwart of the earthmoving trade, quintuple by 2030? Let us, with the levity of a well-timed tea party, examine this question.

SoFi and Nu are not so different as they might seem at first glance. Each has built a sprawling digital ecosystem designed to pull multiple financial services under one roof. Banking, lending, payments-all these functions are stitched together into seamless platforms, each promising convenience and accessibility. The goal is simple: lock in customers, sell them more products, and reduce the cost of acquiring new ones.

The restaurant trade, that ancient and unforgiving craft, does not yield to the alchemy of code or the siren song of scalability. Each new outlet is a ledger of labor, land, and liquidity-a battle waged against entropy itself. Sweetgreen, for all its earnestness, remains bound by the gravitational pull of unit economics, where traffic wanes like a fading tide and margins erode like sandcastles at dawn. The company’s recent quarterly report, a document thick with despair, reveals not just numbers but the soul of an enterprise: a 7.6% same-store sales decline, a 10.1% traffic hemorrhage, and an AUV that slipped like a whisper into oblivion.

Behold the vanity of those who see only what glitters! Many investors still gaze upon Fair Isaac through the lens of creditworthiness, oblivious to its metamorphosis into a titan of AI-driven fraud detection. This summer, Chartis Research bestowed yet another laurel upon the company, naming it a leader in enterprise fraud solutions for the fifth consecutive year. A noble accolade indeed, yet one suspects that Fair Isaac regards such honors less as triumphs and more as confirmations of their own unassailable brilliance.

Consider the alchemy of artificial intelligence, that modern philosopher’s stone. Nvidia, the sultan of silicon, commands the GPUs that fuel the data centers’ engines, those digital crucibles where artificial minds are forged. The recent earnings report, a Gatsby-like affair, drew the gaze of all who ponder the future of artificial intelligence. Herein lies the crux: the world’s titans-Apple, Microsoft, Amazon, and Meta-now plot their capital expenditures like generals surveying a battlefield, their ambitions stretching toward the $3 trillion to $4 trillion AI infrastructure opportunity Nvidia has forecasted. A sum that would make even the most austere investor’s heart flutter.

Buffett’s strategy has always been the financial equivalent of bringing a spoon to a sword fight. While Wall Street’s bulls charge headlong into the AI-fueled Magnificent Seven, Berkshire has been a ghost in the machine, holding just Apple and Amazon. It’s a curious dance-like watching a chess grandmaster sit out a game of checkers. Does Buffett know something we don’t? Perhaps he’s simply bored with the current board and waiting for a new game to begin.