Dearest Reader,

Five days in and I already can’t stand the new year.

Pus-filled tyrants invading countries to overthrow other pus-filled tyrants, all in the name of profit—sorry, national security.
Thanks a lot, Milton Friedman. Another pus-filled boil for the pile.

That said: I’m nothing if not tenacious.
And I refuse to let my year be hijacked by men who can’t see their own toes.

So here are the mantras I’ll be leaning on in 2026:

• The goal is not perfection. It’s re-entry without shame.
• Self-improvement comes from self-love, not self-loathing.
• Fuck the haters.

That’s it. That’s the newsletter.

Later this week, I’ll be sharing my 2026 Sales Survival Kit—and despite the name, this is about a lot more than survival.

It’s 2026 in these streets.
We’re not just enduring. We’re building buffers. We’re choosing sanity. We’re thriving...no matter what the pus-filled tyrants try to throw our way.

Until next time,
Happy selling.

T