Yes, you've probably heard it a thousand times, it's still all over the news and, yes, like some of you I'm getting sick and tired of hearing it day by day.
So, what exactly am I talking about? Apparently, this guy traded from a harmless, simple, red paperclip to an astounding, single-family, house at Kipling, Saskatchewan, Canada. He did this through a sequence of trades with the intention of always trading for something more than the former item. You may say he could be a marketing genius because he devised and flawlessly executed one hell of an ambitious plan. You may say he's definitely a genius because the plan worked, but the reason it worked ultimately revolves around the other person who traded for something less. This was especially true at the end when the face value of the items he traded easily exceeded 10 or 100 times that of the former items. Without these people who made the serious sacrifices he would have never had gotten to where he is at today.
So, what it comes down to is this. Now, with his fame and fortune, it is up to him to honour the people who brought him to what he is today. If I were him, I would at least give royalty to those whom traded something for less, especially after the earnings I would have made from publishing a book.
Now, where's my paperclip? Maybe I could turn it into something!