Last spring, a financial planner I was interviewing for a story at a coffee shop in suburban Denver slid a napkin across the table and drew a tiny triangle. “Virtually…
Your tax return is being read by a model somewhere in a federal data center. Not an individual. Not a worker in an Ogden, Utah, beige cubicle with a flickering…
These days, discussions about American philanthropy are accompanied by an odd silence. Even though the numbers and press releases keep coming in, there’s something about the entire arrangement that seems…
These days, a financial planner’s office is filled with a certain kind of silence. It’s not the old quiet of a calculator clicking through retirement projections or paper being shuffled.…
When I first heard a wealth manager refer to “esoteric assets,” I assumed he was making a joke. He wasn’t. At a private banking conference in Zurich, he was standing…
A certain type of fintech story keeps coming up, and it usually doesn’t end well. Customers wake up to a service-closure notice on a Tuesday morning two or three years…
Money has no legs. It is owned by its owners. And a lot of them have been walking lately, or more precisely, packing vans, hiring movers, and aiming the GPS…
The American gig worker has quietly emerged as one of the most tax-vulnerable groups in the nation, somewhere between the late-night delivery run and the rideshare pickup. The majority of…
Two million dollars is the number that appears on the screen like a finish line. Typically, the caption above it says something like, “I was $40,000 in debt at 24,…
A man in his late fifties told me, almost apologetically, that he had just crossed the $1 million mark at a backyard barbecue in suburban Maryland, which is when I…