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How Media Makes More Money Publishing About Fake Self-Made Millionaires, Whiz Kids

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New York Magazine Article on a “Whiz Kid”

At the spry young age of 15 and 16, I began trading stocks. I read Jim Cramer’s autobiography and was inspired by his love of markets. Memorizing the two, three, and four-letter tickers for major companies provided a unique joy; frankly, I’m not sure why. I loved watching CNBC and seeing the symbols dance up and down like a permanent Christmas tree of green and red.

Every now and then, a story would catch my eye. It was someone like me; passionate about the markets, but they were making boatloads of cash. They made me jealous, and I wondered how I could emulate their success.

That was until I realized most were fake, underreported, and often, downright lies. These were hardly the role models I should’ve been following. Today, I wanted to point out a few recent stories that highlighted frauds — willingly and with seriously piss-poor reporting.

The already-rich, “self-made” millionaire

Anton Ivanov was a serial entrepreneur and personal finance blogger for years. I had multiple conversations with him after starting Frugaling. To avoid anything slanderous, I’ll just say that I planned on never working with him. Something just didn’t make sense about his riches and efforts in the personal finance world.

Then, shortly before his 27th birthday a slew of stories were written about Ivanov. He even wrote an article for the occasion in one of my favorite personal finance sites, Budgets are Sexy. Yahoo Finance interviewed him to discover how he had succeeded to save, invest, and make wealth in record time.

Being a 27-year-old, self-made millionaire is a unique club that’s generally reserved for entrepreneurs and young tech whiz kids. The Internet has enabled a new generation — Millennials — to see millions and billions in record time with the sale of apps and sites.

Ivanov reported that he did it with old-fashioned hard work and dedication. Remarkable! His advice centered on a few steps: set clear and actionable goals, track net worth, save more income, avoid consumer debt, have an emergency fund, save for large expenses, and invest.

Yahoo Finance reported that Ivanov had successfully entered the workforce at a young age, started hustling at a young age, and then got into the real estate game. The article is filled with blasé quips like,

“He hopes to own at least 10 properties by the time he hits his 40s, but he’s in no rush.”

See, it’s not that his advice was fraudulent and questionable. The heart of the problem was that he wasn’t actually a “self-made” millionaire (as if anyone magically prints money themselves). Here’s what Yahoo Finance then wrote,

“Since the publication of this story on Nov. 4, new details have come to light which have made Anton Ivanov’s claims of becoming a self-made millionaire highly suspect. On Monday, Ivanov admitted to Yahoo Finance that 75-80% of his wealth consists of an inheritance that was left to him by his parents, who died several years ago.”

This kid made $72 million… From his parents

Ivanov isn’t the only fake “success story.” New York Magazine found a “whiz kid” that supposedly made millions trading stocks on his “lunch hour.” It was the ultimate viral article. With a catchy title that spoke to ridiculous riches — $72 million made from trading — and a young man looking to become a hedge fund manager.

Mo Islam was a 17-year-old kid who had already been profiled by Business Insider, as a “20 under 20.” He was going somewhere in life because of his vast wealth creation. Islam supposedly started buying penny stocks — over the counter and paper-based companies that don’t necessarily trade on the major exchanges. These stocks vary greatly and are dangerous for 99.99% of investors to even think about.

The penny stocks didn’t pan out, so Islam swiftly switched to oil and gold. That’s when New York Magazine says he struck bank account success. He quickly amassed about 8-figures of wealth.

If the story is unbelievable and astonishing, it might just be unreal and manufactured. Only a couple days later, every major media outlet was discrediting the kid and New York Magazine’s story. It was all made up, and while the “whiz kid” did have a large bank account, it is because very wealthy parents.

The media is rewarded for good, fake stories

Over and over again, false stories are reported in the media. They used to make me envious for their success. I thought, “Wow! If they can do it, why can’t I?” Well, there was an essential distinction between them and me — lots and lots of money to start. Both Ivanov and Islam started with wealth that was either inherited or given to them. The trading, saving, and investing that came afterwards didn’t essentially make them rich — it just added to their earnings.

These weren’t the mythical “self-made millionaire” and “whiz kids.” No, they were privileged with familial riches. Today I’m writing this story, not to further discredit these two people, but to highlight the severe media mismanagement and horrific reporting that was associated with both stories (and many others I don’t have time to cover).

With each story, the media outlet claimed that the individual told them that he had made boatloads of money. With each story, they reported that claim without properly vetting the source. And with each story, the media outlets made vast advertising dollars in spite of their errs. In fact, they made even more than they would’ve if they honestly vetted and reported the stories!

Ordinarily, these people are singular stories — one-hit wonders. They’re popular for a little while and then the media company moves to the next story. They make money from that one story, but here’s the genius: if they get it wrong, there’s at least two stories to come!

Here’s how you make more money as a news company by reporting fraudulent stories:

  1. Publish a poorly vetted story
  2. Make money from visitors to the “incredible” story
  3. Receive harsh critique and censure from observers of the story, which sends a surge to the original article
  4. Make more money from visitors to the “incredible,” fraudulent story
  5. Publish a story highlighting the “truth” regarding the “self-made millionaire”
  6. Make even more money from visitors to the “incredible truth” about the fraudulent story

All the while, media outlets work diligently to discredit the source, while excusing the journalist’s poor reporting. And meanwhile the mythical narrative of the “self-made millionaire” continues, stubbornly. The narrative doesn’t change, despite the blow to accuracy. Everybody wins when the narrative stays the same, right?

What do you think, can people actually be “self-made” millionaires? What’s the best way to make and build wealth? Is there actually one-size-fits-all advice that works for everyone?

Filed Under: Make Money, Social Justice Tagged With: cash, market, Millionaire, millions, money, New York Magazine, self-made, stocks, trading, whiz kid, Yahoo Finance

If I Were Rich, Would I Still Be Frugal?

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Thanksgiving Dinner, Wishing I Was Rich

For my first year of graduate school in Iowa City, I wasn’t able to get back to see family for Thanksgiving. Motivated by the irony and sadness of spending the holiday alone, I watched a sappy movie and ate a cold turkey sandwich. This sorry state was only amplified by my linoleum/concrete floors that were like permafrost ice blocks for my feet, and the dingy, yellowish light of my apartment. All I could think was, “If I were rich, how would this be different?”

Dreams of a vacation I didn’t have

Presumably, I would’ve sat near the front of the airplane — speeding to my destination. The service would’ve been better, too. Maybe I could’ve afforded a first-class ticket. Perhaps this could be a regular weekend getaway. Luggage fees wouldn’t have been usury and awful — just mere pennies to my millions. Although, I probably would not have needed to pay for those fees anyways, as my credit cards and connections would lead to waivers. Either way, I would’ve been wealthy enough to afford whatever outcome. I would never stand in front of a ticket counter, after buying a ticket online, and be surprised that there’s an additional bag fee — breaking my budget and robbing me of my little available savings.

Finally at my destination’s airport, I would’ve rented a car. Not just any car, but a luxury vehicle to speed around the mean streets — something familiar and like my lifestyle. Again, I would have enjoyed the whisk and breeze of skipping lines, priority rentals, and free upgrades. My parents, family, and friends wouldn’t have needed to worry about me; I’d show up on time, no help and reliance necessary. Time would continually be on my side, as waiting would be heavily reduced.

As I walked through the airport, and saw the nice luggage and bags, I could have looked them up on my phone and instantly purchased my own. I wouldn’t need to hesitate to buy something so practical and helpful. Why not get some class with a Louis Vuitton set? Throw in those shoes, too! Traveling in style feels better.

Going home, I would have been excited to see all the friends and family I could. But I’d have to look sharp. Maybe I could stop by my favorite barber for a cleanup? My photos would be filled with the material goods that ooze success. I could show my parents, in person, what they had raised — that I had picked up my bootstraps and become a capitalistic achievement. They could be proud of my wealth and ability.

Thanksgiving without family, but not without heart

Reality is a cold shower. I can’t remember the last time I purchased something and didn’t feel guilty, nervous, and anxious for the added expense. I had looked at plane tickets for this Thanksgiving, but at nearly $500 plus airport shuttle fees, I couldn’t afford it. In a way, it felt like I was forced into frugality, without a choice (unless you consider debt to be an option, which I don’t).

As my friends and the rest of this consummate college town fled their studies and small-town lives for another location, there was a powerfully isolating feeling to my thriftiness and decision to stay. I fully expected it to be another cold turkey sandwich and night alone, but that all changed when a co-worker invited me to dinner. He knew I’d be here, without plans, and suggested I tag along.

What really matters

In that moment of deep gratitude, the Louis Vuitton dreams subsided. Pictures of first-class comfort and VIP lines faded. Suddenly, I felt humbled by his generosity and honored to be included. I was truly thankful — without any need for material goods, money, or proof of my worth.

Wealth is a funny target. If I only wanted to make money, I should’ve chosen a different career. Instead, I was motivated to help others and temporarily delay earning potential. My path to occupational success likely won’t include boatloads of cash.

Undeniably, if I had enough money available, I would’ve flown to Colorado to see my family. And honestly, if I had the money, I would’ve loved the creature comforts of first class. Both of these decisions would get me spending more money and being less frugal.

But at the end of the break, it was clear and simple: I just wanted to enjoy the day with people who are kind and open-hearted. Wealth just didn’t matter. If I were rich, I would’nt have wanted anything more than to share that moment with those I care about.

Filed Under: Save Money Tagged With: airport, cash, flying, holidays, money, rich, savings, Social Class, Thanksgiving, Travel, Wealthy

Debt Is The Illusion Of Success

By Frugaling 17 Comments

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Lamborghini on Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, CA. Photo: John Beagle/Flickr

I’ve never had an empty bank account without some support from others. I’ve never hit zero dollars, and then decided what I need to sell to make ends meet. I’ve never run out of money, and been unable to make a co-pay or buy food. This is a privilege of my social class, but it’s also a consequence of this country’s acceptance of debt.

When I turned 18, I immediately applied for my first credit card. I researched and found the ultimate cash back card for my beginning credit line. At the time, that meant a $50 bonus for opening the account, and a check every time I hit $50 in rewards. The bonuses weren’t much, but they were a taste of the good life.

Even before I was accepted into graduate school, I started spending more. A computer sound system — that was amazing! A beautiful road bike. New smartphones whenever I wanted. Life was good, but it was all an illusion. It was all charged to credit cards, and my poor spending habits only descended as my academic career continued.

Eventually, I needed to take out a balance transfer, and opened a new credit card that allowed me to transfer and put off my debt. When I finally started getting student loans, I needed more to pay off the credit debt. This is the classic “robbing Peter to pay Paul” concept of debt payments. I constantly owed one bank something or another. Frankly, this life was stressful and full of unknowns. I constantly questioned, “Will I have enough to pay off this debt?”

But that was all behind the scenes. On the surface, I was a brimming success. Look at the materialistic items I was able to purchase — the “things” I had amassed! I could scan around my room and provide details about the latest purchase — all without addressing a gaping hole in my story.

Everything was purchased with debt. My things were the banks’ things.

Debt prevents us from seeing how little we actually have. It’s a scary psychological trick that banks prop up for us. Why should anyone be able to spend more than they have? Why must we finance our vehicles, homes, and dreams? If we do not have the actual money, why should we be enabled and empowered to spend?

I’m not sure that, as humans, we’ve evolved rapidly enough to adapt to taking out and handling debt properly. And yet, our system pushes people to adapt or perish in bills and debt collectors. The victims of this systemic problem are blamed and tarnished — left to bankruptcies (unless it’s student loan debt — you must die to rid yourself of that) and court proceedings.

We need to reevaluate both success and reality. In reality, the life I lead is a modest one where I cannot afford that European vacation I desperately want. But my credit card and possible student loan access says otherwise. In reality, I cannot afford to own a nice car I want. But my bank keeps offering me car loans at 2% interest APR.

Where can I find the middle path? Where can I compromise and meet my budgetary reality? The simplest answer I’ve found is realizing that I don’t need much. In fact, most everything I ever purchased served an unnecessary status function in my life. The only way I’ve been able to stay afloat these days is by realizing how little I “need” and how much can be thrown away as “wants” — some of which are extrinsically motivated.

When I want to spend more than I have because I can, I constantly remind myself about the stress and unknown feelings surrounding debt. There was such powerful shame because I couldn’t “control myself.” We need to take responsibility where we can, while also recognizing that we live in a system that ushers out goodies to perpetuate and encourage spending — then blames you for participating. The best we can do is remove the credit card chicanery and unveil the truth: debt is the illusion of success.

Filed Under: Loans, Minimalism Tagged With: Banks, Budget, credit, credit cards, debt, Interest, money, Success

You Know What Would Be Nice?

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I like Ikea a lot, but this place makes me think, “You know what would be nice?” Photo: Håkan Dahlström/Flickr

A dendritic response arcs across my brain, as a firing of emotional and processing centers make me think, “You know what would be nice?” It’s the beginning of a dangerous game for me; at times, that question begets rampant spending.

“You know what would be nice” is a phrase that envisions the bigger picture, better future, and more attractive self. It encapsulates my desire for nicer clothes, electronics, furniture, etc. I can see and feel how an iPhone 6 might complete my left pant pocket. The svelte thickness and aluminum texture captivate me in these moments.

“You know what would be nice” is the reason Ikea, Target, and other big-box retailers exist. They perfected the art of the ensemble. It wasn’t enough to get/have a couch; now, you needed the accoutrements. They suggest “what would be nice” and show you the pairing. Their catalogs and stores are expertly laid out to exemplify an orgiastic group of accessories.

A small rug could complement the dining room. That watch would make this outfit POP. This lamp shade would make my room cozier. This shirt would be great for a night out.

“You know what would be nice” is the dream hypothetical that only lives in marketers’ models. Realizing this is one of the most painful lessons in consumerism. No matter how many “nice” things I own, the question will continue to putz around my little mind — craving me to cave and spend.

I’m not sure when I started saying this phrase. It’s led to horrible spending habits at certain times in my life. And I’ve heard others, mouths agape, vomit this treacherous line, too. The reality and solution is far simpler.

All we need to do is change the desired answer — a détournement to the prescribed answer. “You know what would be nice?” To be content with who I am today, the things around me, and the life I lead. “You know what would be nice?” To quiet the racing mind that suggests I need anything consumeristic to complete me. “You know what would be nice?” To make purchases out of necessity and enjoyment, rather than compulsion and marketing pressure.

Filed Under: Save Money Tagged With: buying, Consumerism, Consumption, Ikea, money, Save, stores, Stuff, Target

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