Please Help Me Answer These Important Questions

Looking at my life in the mirror

Must Be This Tall To Ride

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Of the many questions sent to my email inbox (some of which go unanswered—I’m so sorry for that), there are two that stand out as the most frequently asked.

1. How can I get my husband/wife to read your blog posts?

2. How can I get my husband/wife to understand these ideas you write about before it’s too late?

In a way, they are the same question, because they share a common desire and goal—to bridge a relationship divide. To help one person gain the ability to translate their partner accurately, or to acquire the ability to communicate an idea so clearly that the other person finally understands.

Just yesterday I got this question from a husband wanting me to help him find a way to get his wife to read the An Open Letter to Shitty Husbands series, which now stands at 14 volumes. He didn’t say…

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The Resurrected Trader

Events after getting lost in the city one summer afternoon led me to the floor of the Sydney Futures Exchange where I would become the youngest 'local' trader in history. I had no idea what I was doing but I knew instinctively that this was what I had to be. I would never work for anyone again. And of course, I wanted to be rich and have fun doing it. But my life would never be considered 'normal' again. Far from it. The easiest thing to do was to make money. And lots of it. The hardest: Surviving a life with no boundaries or limits. This is my life as a Futures Trader.

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