The Mad Hedge Fund Trader Origin Story

The Diary of a Mad Hedge Fund Trader is now celebrating its 18th year of publication.

I religiously write or edit 25 newsletters a week of original, independent-minded, hard-hitting, and often wickedly funny research.

I spent my life as a war correspondent, Marine Corps combat pilot, Wall Street trader, and hedge fund manager, and if you can’t laugh after that, something is wrong with you.

I’ve been covering stocks, bonds, commodities, foreign exchange, energy, precious metals, real estate, and even agricultural products for 55 years.

You’ve been kept up on my travels around the world and listened in on my conversations with those who drive the financial markets.

The site now contains over 50 million words, or 100 times the length of Tolstoy’s epic War and Peace. That works out to a mind-bending 150 gigabytes of content.

Unfortunately, it feels like I have written on every possible topic at least 100 times over. If you sometimes think you’re getting repeats, you are; it’s just updated.

So, I am reaching out to you, the reader, to suggest new areas of research that I may have missed until now, which you believe justify further investigation.

Please send any and all ideas directly to me at support@madhedgefundtrader.com, and put “RESEARCH IDEA” in the subject line.

The great thing about running an online business is that I can evolve it to meet your needs on a daily basis.

Many of the new products and services that I have introduced since 2007 have come at your suggestion. That has enabled me to improve the product’s quality, to your benefit. Notice how rapidly my trade alert performance is going up, now annualizing at +51.31% a year.

This originally started out as a daily email to my hedge fund investors in 2008, giving them an update on fast-moving market events. That was at a time when the financial markets were in free fall, and the end of the world seemed near.

Here’s a good trading rule of thumb: Usually, the world doesn’t end. History doesn’t repeat itself, but it certainly rhymes.

The daily emails gave me the scalability that I so desperately needed. Today’s global mega enterprise grew from there. Today, the Diary of a Mad Hedge Fund Trader and its Global Trading Dispatch are read in over 140 countries by 30,000 followers. The Mad Hedge Technology Letter, the Mad Hedge Biotech & Health Care Letter, Jacquie’s Post, and Mad Hedge AI also have their own substantial followings. And Mad Hedge Hot Tips is one of the most widely read publications in the financial industry.

If any of you feel the urge to add another Mad Hedge newsletter to your existing subscription, please click here to visit our store. And while you’re at it, please click here to take a look at our schedule of upcoming Strategy Luncheons.

I’m weak in distribution in North Korea and Mali, in both cases due to the lack of electricity. But you never know, that may change.

One can only hope.

If you want to read my first pitiful attempt at a post, please click here for my February 1, 2008, post.

It urged readers to buy gold at $950 (it soared to $3,500), and buy the Euro at $1.50 (it went to $1.65).

Now you know why this letter has become so outrageously popular.

I always get asked how long will I keep doing this?

I am already collecting Social Security, so that deadline came and went. My old friend and early Mad Hedge subscriber, Warren Buffett, is still working at 95, so that seems like a realistic goal.

Hiking ten miles a day with a 50-pound pack, my doctor tells me I should live forever. He says he spends all day trying to convince his other patients to be like me, and the only one who actually does it is me.

The harsh truth is that I don’t know how to NOT work. Never tried it, never will.

Two years ago, I received a new reminder of my indestructibility. While observing a Ukrainian HIMARS missile attack on Crimea, a Russian missile landed 100 feet away from me. It was a dud and didn’t go off. If it had exploded, it would have killed us all. Later that day, a Russian bullet fired across the Dnieper River hit me in my right hip, embedded in my body armor. It missed the edge by an inch.

If that isn’t a message from above, I don’t know what is.

You never feel more alive than when you’re at war.

The fact is that thousands of subscribers love me for what I do, pay for me to travel around the world first class to the most exotic destinations, eat in the best restaurants, fly the rarest historical aircraft, and then say thank you. I even get presents (keep those pounds of fudge and bottles of bourbon coming at Christmas!).

Given the absolute blast I have doing this job, I would be Mad to actually retire.

Take a look at the testimonials I get only an almost daily basis and you’ll see why this business is so hard to walk away from (click here for those).

In the end, you are going to have to pry my cold, dead fingers off of this keyboard to get me to give up.

Fiat Lux (Let there be light).

John Thomas
CEO & Publisher
The Diary of a Mad Hedge Fund Trader