I love everything about Meredith Whitney.
I love the fact that she went against protocol and called it like she saw it. I love the fact that she got it right and was earlier than almost everyone in ringing the alarm on the banks she covered. I love that she handles her own PR and became a force because of the quality of her work. I love that she will casually drop an F-bomb in front of a reporter from New York Magazine. I love that she comes from an old school brokerage firm (Oppenheimer) as opposed to an investment advisory. But most of all, I love that she is now independent from the wirehouse machine that sought to imprison her and stifle her honesty.
She’s also gorgeous. Congrats to her husband, ex-pro wrestler (and current market pundit) John “Bradshaw” Layfield.
Meredith Whitney f@$%in’ rocks!
Please don’t take my word for it. Read the piece on her in New York Mag and tell me you’re not rooting for her new eponymous firm, which also aims to go old school, with clients who will actually pay for her research and execute trades with her shop. Her stuff is valuable and she knows it.
Ms. Whitney is the Wall Street geeks’ version of Princess Leia or Lara Croft, commanding everyone’s attention, whether she is prognosticating on the health of the banking sector on CNBC or simply penning an Op Ed piece in the paper. Whitney’s every move is chronicled in both the mainstream press and the financial blogosphere while the stock geeks obsess over her every missive.
One can only hope that she uses her power for good and stays true to the rigor that got her here, without attempting to top herself with extraneous market-moving calls for the sake of generating buzz.
Keep it real, Meredith…we’ll all be watching!
Full Story: In Meredith Whitney We Trust (NY Mag)
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