A Quiet Word from Miss Referee
Irish Humour
Before you try reading my mind…
A leprechaun pops out of the grass and says, “I’ll grant ye one wish, lad.”
The fisherman thinks. “Alright then… build me a bridge from Cork Harbour to New York City.”
The leprechaun blinks. “Are ye cracked? Too long, too narrow, too ugly — and I am not dealing with American drivers. Pick another.”
The fisherman sighs. “Fine. Teach me how to understand women’s thoughts.”
The leprechaun rubs his face. “…Right then. How wide d’ye want this bridge?”
Hey — since some of you are already trying to analyse my brainwaves, welcome to this quiet little back room of Self Evidence.
I work in finance — in a very large global institution whose name I can’t mention (and whose lawyers would prefer I never do).
I’m not here to offer financial advice.
But I am here to say: I know what shifts look like before the public reads the headlines.
Right now, the signals are loud:
– U.S. trillion-dollar debt-restructuring whispers.
– Japan’s low-rate era wobbling.
– Institutional behaviour shifting like a tide pulling back before a wave.
Call it a reset, a rebalancing, a correction — whatever it becomes, it will be monumental.
Self Evidence is designed to grow right into that space over the next decade.
My circle includes marketers, analysts, programmers, behavioural researchers — people who know how to move quietly and effectively when the world starts rearranging itself.
If you’re reading this, you’re already among the rare ones who think deeper than the headlines.
play.selfevidence@gmail.com
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