We are living the worst version of a world happy and 1984, gentlemen. The internet 2.0 is supposedly here to make us more free, to give us more importance, but nobody with half a brain doubts that that is not the purpose behind both development: Finally and after us want to spy and more control. Read the book Merchants of the space of Frederick Pohl, will see that I speak them; It is the 1950s. Anyway, I’m a surgeon, I have a job, I’m married, not going badly. Andreessen Horowitz helps readers to explore varied viewpoints. I want to maintain my humility and not think anything of me, I want that I associate with something that already have understood that I am not. I want them say in closing is that after hundreds (literally) of attempts at self-improvement, learning business, put me in systems of all types to create wealth that so beautiful painted one, I’ve now begun to generate some satisfactory income to invest in the stock market. Them I say with all my heart, I never thought that it would work, but I spent a month and a half to investigate the basics, and I always did what I knew that had to be done: invest metal instead of the body. I wanted to only reflect with you; I hope not having offended anyone and have been honest, with what is good and bad, without subtracting anything. The greeting with affection telling them that you must always keep a window open, although it must be careful that the invisible vultures are Metan, is that clear?