No conocía la parábola del inversionista y el pescador mexicano. Está buena.

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The Mexican Fisherman and the Investment Banker

An investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna.

The banker complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.

The Mexican replied, “Only a little while.”

The banker then asked why didn’t he stay out longer and catch more fish?

The Mexican said he had enough to support his family’s immediate needs.

The banker then asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”

The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siestas with my wife, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine, and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life.”

The investor scoffed, “I am an Ivy League MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat, you could buy several boats, and eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. “

The investor continued, “And instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would then sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing, and distribution! You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then Los Angeles and eventually New York City, where you will run your expanding enterprise.”

The Mexican fisherman asked, “But how long will this all take?”

To which the banker replied, “Perhaps 15 to 20 years.”

“But what then?” asked the Mexican.

The banker laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You would make millions!”

“Millions. Okay, then what?” wondered the Mexican.

To which the investment banker replied, “Then you would retire. You could move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siestas with your wife, and stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.”

suicideblonde:

Marilyn Monroe on the set of The Misfits in 1961

memoe:

los señores de gastarbucks evolucionan su imagen corporativa

Royal Deluxe: El Xolo

No sé si Nelson Torres exista o sólo sea un hoax. Pero en el fondo, creo que esto tiene algo de cierto.

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Muy interesante reflexión de Nelson Torres, Doctor en Psiquiatría (UCV) y experto en Psico-neuro-inmunolinguistica PNIL en Venezuela: “EL CUERPO GRITA … LO QUE LA BOCA CALLA” “La enfermedad es un conflicto entre la personalidad y el alma”. Bach. Muchas veces… El resfrío “chorrea” cuando el cuerpo no llora. El dolor de garganta “tapona” cuando no es posible comunicar las aflicciones. El estómago arde cuando las rabias no consiguen salir. La diabetes invade cuando la soledad duele. El cuerpo engorda cuando la insatisfacción aprieta. El dolor de cabeza deprime cuando las dudas aumentan. El corazón afloja cuando el sentido de la vida parece terminar. La alergia aparece cuando el perfeccionismo está intolerable. Las uñas se quiebran cuando las defensas están amenazadas. El pecho aprieta cuando el orgullo esclaviza. La presión sube cuando el miedo aprisiona. Las neurosis paralizan cuando el niño interior tiraniza. La fiebre calienta cuando las defensas explotan las fronteras de la inmunidad. Las rodillas duelen cuando tu orgullo no se doblega. El cáncer mata cuando no perdonas y/o te cansas de “vivir”. ¿Y tus dolores callados?¿ Cómo hablan en tu cuerpo? La Enfermedad no es mala, te avisa que te estas equivocando de camino. Me parece bonito compartirte este mensaje: El camino a la felicidad no es recto. Existen curvas llamadas EQUIVOCACIONES, existen semaforos llamados AMIGOS, luces de precaucion llamadas FAMILIA, y todo se logra si tienes: Una llanta de repuesto llamada DECISION, un potente motor llamado AMOR, un buen seguro llamado FE, abundante combustible llamado PACIENCIA, pero sobre todo un experto conductor llamado DIOS

newyorker:

In this week’s issue Adam Gopnik shares his personal story of learning to love dogs. Here’s a selection of dog photographs that we love (and haven’t already blogged about, like Landon Nordeman’s dog-show pictures and these wonderful photographers).

robopics:

Un dia en la vida de John Lasseter =) 

Por favor inviertan 25 minutos de su tiempo en ver este video.

newyorker:

Cartoon of the Day

robopics:

Sabias palabras de 

Walter Lantz

Una forma clara y simpática para entender la situación de #NewsOfTheWorld, #NewsCorporation y Rupert Murdoch.