Last night I had dinner with a friend from Indiana. He's in town attending some sort of finance event where people like Carl Icahn talk all day as out-of-towners in the audience pretend to take notes while nursing their hangover with annoyingly small plastic juice cups. You know the drill.
Anyway, I went to dinner with him and a couple of fund managing kind of guys. I normally wouldn't expect much from these guys, but they both turned out to be very cool. We even had some friends in common. They seemed like normal, everyday, rational people. Both had kids and wives. Talked about sports with ease. Nothing odd here.
But then the most rational of them dropped this when the topic turned to the economy....
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He lives in a small town south of DC. His in-laws have a cabin on the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. Following the meltdown last year, the first thing he did was buy a bunch of gold coins, and handgun, and some ammunition. Then, he went to the local airport where small private jets come and go and found a pilot+plane to fly his family out as soon as the world starts to end. So now he's got this standing arrangement. Pile of gold = get my family to the Upper Peninsula.
That freaked me out a bit, particularly since he's a really normal guy.
Anyone else out there have an end of days survival plan? I don't.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Alarming Anecdote of the Day
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