Happy (almost) Summer! After watching Kevin Warsh get sworn in at a White House ceremony two days ago, tracking three S-1 filings that could collectively hoover up more capital than every U.S. IPO since 2022 combined, and watching 26-year-old stock charts finally break to new highs — it felt like the right moment to ask the uncomfortable question out loud. Are we at a party that ends gracefully, or one that ends with the furniture on fire? The market is simultaneously flashing the neon signs of 1999 and the orchestral excess of 1927. Most commentators reach for the dot-com playbook. I think the original Roaring Twenties is the better map. Here's why... Assembly Lines to AI Clusters Ford's River Rouge complex was the largest industrial facility on earth in the 1920s — raw iron in one end, a Model T out the other. Steel, rubber, and oil became the picks-and-shovels of the age. GE and Westinghouse were electrifying factories and homes. The infrastructure buildout was ...
Happy Spring! After navigating "Ides of March", it’s time to tackle the story that has every SaaS executive reaching for antacids and every cybersecurity CISO simultaneously terrified and quietly pumping their fist . This saga has everything: a mythology-named AI model too dangerous to release, a real-time startup mortality tracker called "Death by Clawd," and an unannounced emergency meeting at the U.S. Treasury . You genuinely cannot make this stuff up . And we are not even halfway through April... SaaSpocalypse: The First Shoe Drops The trouble started well before Mythos. In early February, roughly $285 billion in software market cap evaporated in 48 hours . Stalwarts like Salesforce, Adobe, and ServiceNow—names that had compounded investor wealth for a decade—suddenly dropped 25-35% . A Jefferies trader coined the term that stuck: the SaaSpocalypse . The structural logic is elegant in its brutality. The SaaS golden model was built on one pre...