A little about Flashboy

I am best understood, fundamentally, as a coward. Some time ago, I forget exactly when, I sold out on my dreams of universal justice and world peace for the (slightly) more achievable goal of buying a house as a millenial. A more determined, more courageous Flashboy would be camped out beyond Broken Hill waging a Protracted People’s War against the illegitimate colonial government of this continent. Instead, I work as a trader in a hedge fund, making more money than anyone has any right to, but feeling no more able to change a single thing about the world. So I write instead.

This is the diary of a class traitor. It will be tedious as all diaries are tedious, a self-important and blinkered way, but perhaps it will also be useful. Hopefully my experiences result in a perspective worth telling, maybe even one worth reading. Regardless, I am a capitalist by assignment, a communist by aspiration, and above all a coward.