There has been a valuation of sports team franchises by Forbes magazine. The team I own (The Green Bay Packers) has an estimated market value of $1.95 billion (billion with a “b”). By my calculations, my one share is worth $415. I paid $200. Whoa! This is turning into a financial bonanza. Alas, there is no place to trade Green Bay Packer stock. I can retire to Lake Moneybegone!
The used “Toyota car” we bought recently has lots of lights, switches, blinking lights and warning signals. The instruction book is 875 pages long. Really! I don’t think the novel, “Gone With the Wind” had that many pages. No wonder old people are intimidated with technology. The immediate challenge is figure out how to turn the radio on.
I see that Hostess Ho-Ho’s and Ding Dongs have new life. The company was bankrupt several years ago. A venture capital company bought the company out of bankruptcy, pumped some money into it and will issue stock in a revitalized snack food company for $2 billion. Is this a great country or what? We can suck the filling out of Ding Dongs to our hearts content while making some investors rich.
The rest of my day will be spent tracking down some unsavory character on Pokemon Go downloaded on my cell phone. My only concern is that I become so absorbed in my quest that I do something stupid like walk into a car or step off a cliff (which already have happened by the way). Pokemon Go gives purpose to my life since my Hoverboard has been recalled. My Hoverboard burnt up.
Is “tech” really making my life better?
Love,
Dad