Kevin J. Palmer

BIO

Kevin J. Palmer uses his Wealth Stratification expertise to understand markets and as a writer/producer to champion financial justice. He has spent decades driving profits and performance for Wall Street firms and developed high margin revenue business models that allowed broker-dealers to gain substantial competitive advantage. He was responsible for improvements in financial delivery systems and recurring revenue models that were scalable across the United States. 

 

Recently at his behavioral finance firm, this recognized wealth expert, mapped how ordinary people used cognition and personality to make financial decisions that created wealth. 

 

“Being ignorant is not so much a shame as being unwilling to learn.” – Benjamin Franklin

“Ignorance is the softest pillow on which a man can rest his head.” – Michel de Montaigne

“Financial Freedom is not worrying about the ignorance of imbeciles.” – Kevin J Palmer

“Kevin Palmer’s work merges human anecdotes with intellectual insight.” – P. H. Casidy

Blog

  It is such a happiness when good people get together—and they always do. —Jane Austen While on a cross-country flight, I met a man who turned idealism into financial reward in the most unlikely of places—high-rolling Las Vegas. Jack Thunder grew up in Nebraska when TV shows were in black-and-white and heroes stood for […]

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  “You did it simply by doing something entirely different, knowing it required being flexible and taking chances.” (My conversation continues with Thomas Seekins, a lone traveler, while we are on an archaeological dig in 2011.) “Yes, but there was more going on behind the scenes. Back at the hotel, I was doing my own […]

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  My conversation continues with Thomas Seekins, a lone traveler, while we are on an archaeological dig in 2011. Thomas was precise as he told me that he moved slowly but surely, thinking through one obstacle at a time. As I watched his hands artistically move as he spoke, it occurred to me that his […]

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  “I bandied about the pros and cons in my head for days in regards to buying the hotel I had been working at. A feeling akin to hunger lingered in the pit of my stomach although I lacked an appetite. How many scenarios would I think of before I could make a decision? With […]

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  “No kidding. Harry had no children and was hoping to retire but couldn’t face the prospect of selling the business he’d started from scratch. Once I got the job at the coffeehouse, I worked more than full time for Harry. I liked him—we had a bond. That winter was a bad one, and we […]

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  “Wait a minute,” I said. “You thought leaving the motel you felt you owned and going back to driving tourists would make you happier? That doesn’t make sense.”   My conversation continues with Thomas Seekins, a lone traveler, while we are on an archaeological dig in 2011.   “You know, you’re right. I wasn’t […]

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  My conversation continues with Thomas Seekins, a lone traveler, while we are on an archaeological dig in 2011.   Open to his next adventure being better than his last one, Tom walked into a bar in downtown Jasper and, within an hour, stepped into his next job.   “I went to this local Indian […]

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  My conversation continues with Thomas Seekins, a lone traveler, while we are on an archaeological dig in 2011.   “On that short train trip, I thought about what Sam (Sam was a full-blooded Native American who had come to Canada in search of work) told me and compared it to what I had known […]

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  My conversation continues with Thomas Seekins, a lone traveler, while we are on an archaeological dig in 2011.   “So when I got to Calgary, the only job I could find was driving a taxi on the midnight-to-dawn shift. My boss gave me a map of the city, and I studied it by walking […]

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  After five days on a Greyhound bus, Thomas Seekins knew that he’d never set foot in Boston again. When the door opened, a rush of hot air that felt hauntingly familiar enveloped him. His own voice filled his head: Finally, I’m in the land of my ancestors. The year was 1960. Thomas spent a […]

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