Wednesday, November 30, 2005
About Me

- Name: Josh Kerbel
- Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
I run a merchant bank by the name of Prescott Thackery Merchant Group Ltd. We specialize in financing small Canadian businesses that have difficulty securing working capital financing from traditional sources. I like the rush of living on the edge! Love to see the world from your point of view, so join up and feel free to post to my blog!
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Previous Posts
- A quick guide to financial planning
- Why I am starting to like Conrad
- Black on White on Black
- Another Cheer
- The Priority Song
- Canada has its own alleged fraud - But it is still...
- Happiness is..........
- It doesn't get much worse
- My spelling sucks
- Same old Song
Books Worth Takin' A Peek At
- 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene
- England, England by Julian Barnes
- The House of Morgan by Ron Chernow
- Life After God by Douglas Coupland
- Wages Of Crime: Black Markets, Illegal Finance, And The Underworld Economy
- MI6: Inside the Covert World of Her Majesty's Secret Intelligence Service by Stephen Dorril
- The Art of Seduction by Robert Greene
- The Anatomy of Buzz : How to Create Word of Mouth Marketing by EMANUEL ROSEN
- Carnegie by Peter Krass
- Security Analysis: The Classic 1940 Edition by Benjamin Graham, David Dodd
- Winning Through Intimidation by ROBERT J. RINGER
- The Complete Equipment-Leasing Handbook by Richard M. Contino
- Asset Based Finance (Proven Disiplines for Prudent Lending) by Gregory F. Udell
- The Arab Mind by Raphael Patai
- The Worst-Case Scenario Survival Handbook by Joshua Piven & David Borgenicht
- The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli
Our Business Philosophy
- Buy for $1 and Sell for $2
Anonymous Tips
- If you have a tip or lead on a breaking or more importantly, funny or ironic business story, email us at TIPS


2 Comments:
There used to be this guy who lived outside the building where I worked in mid-town. He would stand beside the building muttering to himself, and sometimes I would see him heating his meals on the steam rising from beneath the city. Crazy as can be, but when I started envying him for being free to do /think/say whatever he wanted, that was it for me. I hit the eject button on the whole obnoxious world of NYC banking.
I know, it is almost Zen,
"To be completely free, one must have nothing but the clothes on their back"
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