Regardless of how much money I make, none of my friends went to Stanford, I grew up in a boring town in a boring part of the world, and I made my money in an “unglamorous” industry.

I could make $10B. I still wouldn’t reach the top level of class. Maybe my kids kids will.

Here’s an attempt to say something positive about this: you guys should try to seek out those unglamorous industries, usually in unglamorous parts of the country, with people who have unglamorous ideas about the world.

Many of them unglamorously PRINT money using 1980s technology and will happily pay you whatever you ask them if you can help them do that more efficiently. There’s a good chance you can, because nobody else is really even trying.