American Investor II

Hold in your mind, for a moment, the Subaru commercial where the guy with his smoking hot wife shows up at his college reunion and spies his first great love across the room. Cut to flash-back of them frolicking amidst fields and poppies and whatever; driving around in a beat up old Subaru. Cut to the married couple, arriving home from the event, pulling their shiny new Subaru into the driveway. He gets out of the car and looks across at the old Subaru, which he still has. The voice-over says something like, "You never forget your first love."

Clearly this marriage is already in trouble.
Clearly. Although she's really attractive.
I'm just saying.
I hear you. But it is worth noting that it's just a commercial and all the people in it are actors, chosen for the specific purpose of having you buy a Subaru. They're probably not even married in real life. In fact, it would be exceedingly odd if they were.
I'm just saying.

Fine. Now the questions: Do you have children? If yes, do you have more than one? If yes, then you will understand, to a degree, how I feel about this painting:



Because, no matter how hard I try, it isn't as good a painting as this one:



But dog--that's not how it works with your progeny. You accept them as they come, sprung from your loins like lightening from the head of Zeus. You love them without prejudice. You don't compare; you embrace. Blah, blah, blah.

Quick personal aside: Children are a colossal pain in the ass--there's no arguing that. And mine are no exception. But to have lived life without them seems unthinkable. So there's that too, I suppose.

Plus, somewhere in there is the moral from the Subaru commercial.

And all of that aside, the work we are calling, for ease of typing, AI2 is what it is. And I'm taking her to New York next week and we shall see what we shall see.

Now, on to Inverted Bernanke.