MindWindow

Our stay in Buenos Aires took in the better part of four years. Much happened in this period of time; some good, some not so good. The entries will take more space than originally anticipated, but it is well worth it. This city will always hold a special place in my heart. Time flies and, once again, I am forced to wait far too long before being able to sit at the computer to put down some thoughts. It gets worse since, due to the lack of doing, my ability to get started on a blank page gets rusty and needs priming. Well, ‘nuff of this… The company was called “Cenit” a name which, in Spanish, means “Top of … ”. Yeah, yeah… we Latinos tend to go for the grandiose… nothing less will be impressive enough… Anyway Cenit, the company, was an empty floor: no desks, no phones, no equipment, no… nada! We walked into an echo chamber, where every thing that was said was thrown back by the walls surrounding this emptiness. There was a lot of work to do and a relatively short time in which to d...

Buenos Aires is a grand city, built along the lines of older European capitals. It offers much, especially as an amalgam of feelings, emotions, and a people who have truly suffered the ups and downs of non stable governments. Yet, these men, women and children adapt, survive and go on with their lives, always finding the time to cry, laugh and sing...  never ending the discussions as to how to fix the rest of the world's problems but, somehow, never being able to quite fix their own.    It was a good trip: short, sweet and to the point. The fact that my friend had already “softened” the board members, made it easier; mind you, it was not a cakewalk, there were some tough questions and some comments about how an outsider could deal with a negative yield economy, running somewhere around 8-10,000% inflation… In the end, the solution was relatively simple: I would not deal with the financial aspects of investment and money management.   It was a group of bankers that ...