Tag: money

  • The Majority Is Always Wrong

    The Majority Is Always Wrong

    Every group has one. The guy who argues with whatever gets said, just because it got said. Somebody mentions the weather and he’s got a problem with it.

    Nobody likes that guy. You spend half the get-together managing around him instead of just enjoying it.

    So don’t be him. That part’s easy to agree with.

    But not being the contrarian doesn’t mean going along with whatever the room decides. Those are two different things, and most people only learn the first one.

    Last week I laid out the pyramid. However you divide the exact percentages, the basic shape isn’t very controversial. A relatively small group ends up doing extremely well financially. A much larger group doesn’t.

    Which raises an obvious question.

    If you want an uncommon financial result, why would you copy common financial habits?

    The good thing is you don’t even have to know the right move to get started using this.

    Watch what most people actually do. They spend what shows up before it clears. They finance things that lose value the second they leave the lot. They treat “I deserve this” like a financial strategy.

    None of that tells you what you should do instead. It tells you what to cross off the list, which is most of the way to an answer before you’ve even picked one.

    Same logic works outside of money too. Look around any waiting room, any checkout line, any church pew five minutes before service starts. Half the room’s face down in a phone, and most of them would tell you they’re being productive.

    They’re not. They’re just bored in a way that feels busy.

    Doesn’t mean throw your phone away. Means the constant, twitchy, always-checking version of “staying connected” isn’t actually buying anybody anything. You can see that just by watching, without having a better system worked out yet.

    That’s the whole trick.

    You don’t need the answer sitting there ready to go before you start paying attention. You need to notice what the majority’s doing, ask whether it’s producing a result you actually want, and let that rule things out one at a time.

    You’re not arguing with anybody at the party either. You’re not standing up and announcing that everyone’s broke and bad with their phones.

    You just quietly stop doing what they’re doing. Let your own results talk whenever they get around to it.

    Ignore the crowd. Keep your mouth shut about it. Check back in ten years.

    If you want a whole book built around this idea, and one that will actually give you something to put in place of what you crossed off, get The Slight Edge by Jeff Olson.

    His argument is that the little decisions that are easy to make are also easy not to make. One doesn’t look like it matters much either way. But stack enough of them together over enough time and the difference gets enormous.

    Most people won’t do that because nothing dramatic happens today.

    Which is kind of the point.

    P.S. That link goes through Amazon, and I’m an affiliate. Doesn’t cost you a dime more, but if you click through and buy the book, or anything else while you’re there, I get a small commission.

  • You’d Think I’d Know Better By Now

    You’d Think I’d Know Better By Now

    You’ve probably read this in a hundred places: It’s good to learn from your own mistakes. It’s better to learn from somebody else’s, because theirs are cheaper.

    Fine advice. Works pretty good on the small stuff. Watch someone touch something hot, and it’s a pretty safe bet you won’t do it yourself.

    Unless you’re me, then you’re going to touch it immediately to see if it really was as hot as the other guy acted like it was.

    Kidding. Sort of. Either way, when it comes to important things the “other guy’s experience” thing doesn’t seem to transfer at all.

    Think about the last time you got a new vehicle. Or moved into a new place. Or had a commission come in bigger than you’d figured on.

    It feels good. For a few days it feels like more than good, like things have finally settled into their right spots, and you catch yourself thinking some version of okay, now we’re fine.

    Then it wears off. Nothing dramatic about it. It just quietly stops being new, and you’re the same man you were before it showed up, sitting in a better truck.

    I’ve run that cycle more times than I care to write down.

    I have gotten better at one part of it. Now I generally know going in that it isn’t going to work. I can see the whole thing coming, before I ever start.

    And I do it anyway.

    Because maybe this time is going to be the one where it all works.

    But if you’re going to borrow a man’s experience on this particular question, you may as well borrow from the one with the best data in history.

    Solomon had more money than anybody. Scripture says he made silver as common in Jerusalem as stones. Wisest man alive on top of it, people traveled in from other countries just to hear him talk. Built the temple. Built himself a house that took thirteen years. Planted vineyards, made gardens and pools, bought herds and servants, hired people to sing to him. Says plainly that he refused himself nothing his eyes wanted.

    Never been a better example to study, and never will be.

    His answer was vapor. Chasing after the wind.

    He wasn’t guessing and he wasn’t broke when he said it. A man who never had “eff you money” saying money won’t satisfy is easy enough to wave off. Solomon had every bit of it and filed the same report.

    And here’s the part that makes it worse. Solomon didn’t have any better luck acting on what he knew than the rest of us do.

    He walked away from God anyway. Wisest man who ever lived, God appeared to him in person twice, and he still finished up with his heart somewhere else.

    Knowing better wasn’t his problem either. Doing better was.

    That’s worth thinking about when we tell ourselves we’ll make the right decision later.

    Wednesday night the Powerball ran up over a billion dollars.

    A billion. With every bit of what I’ve just written sitting right there in my head, did I buy a ticket?

    You bet I did.

    Somebody won it. Wasn’t me. Which is probably a mercy, though I’d have liked the chance to confirm it for myself.

    It was never a shortage of evidence.

    Solomon had the evidence too.


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