Welcome! If this is your first time reading one of my postcards, catch up on my back issues here. And if you have questions or comments, shoot us a note anytime here or at feedback@bonnerandpartners.com. | Staring up the Barrel of a Gun By Tom Dyson, Editor, Postcards From the Fringe Here’s the next installment of how I came to work with Bill Bonner and Dan Denning in Baltimore 15 years ago. (Catch up on the beginning of this story here.) I’m in the “well” of a 48-foot container carrier, wedged next to a weathered blue COSCO container. The cop stands on the platform above, pointing his gun down at me. Big railyards have cops patrolling the yard, keeping the drunks and thieves out. Typically, when they catch a hobo, they administer a beating and then throw the hobo in jail. They’re railroad cops, but hobos call them “bulls,” and they’re the hobos’ worst enemy. “Get your bag and get off the train,” he says… Let’s fast-forward for a moment here. Eighteen months ago, my family and I threw away all our things and converted all our savings to gold. We’ve been traveling around the world, living like gypsies. But this isn’t the first time I’ve done this… In 2002, I became convinced that gold was going to rise. I put all my savings into gold futures. I even convinced eight of my mother’s work friends and some college buddies to buy gold futures with me. I was right about the gold price, but not about the futures. A story for another time… Anyway, as part of my research on gold, I found Bill’s daily e-letter. At the time, I was working at Salomon Brothers, in London, for the repo desk. Each night, I’d print off Bill’s email and read it on the train home. It felt so clandestine… so subversive… so exciting. I loved it. I quickly realized I didn’t want to work at Salomon anymore. I wanted to work with Bill. So I wrote him and told him I’d quit my job and would work for him for free if he’d give me a job helping with his e-letter. At the time, only three employees were working on it, and there wasn’t a place for me. I quit my job at Salomon anyway and decided I’d go find some adventure. I said goodbye to my family and friends, and I flew to Mexico City without any money or credit cards. I spent the next three months living like a tramp, sleeping outside, eating scraps, and catching free rides. (I hitchhiked, I hopped freight trains, and I even caught an illegal ride on a cargo ship.) I was in Atlanta, on a container train, waiting for it to leave the yard, when I heard footsteps on the gravel… then on the ladder… and found myself staring up the barrel of the bull’s gun. | Recommended Link | | Why Did This Millionaire Just Destroy a New 5G Phone?  Have you seen this video of a geologist destroying a brand new, $1,400 5G phone?
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