Julian Robertson

  • 19 Feb 2014 at 6:03 PM

Tiger Mom Shows Cubs How It’s Done


[via @ldelevingne]

Lloyd Blankfein of Goldman Sachs Group Inc. had bok choy and purple cauliflower with his wild striped bass last night, and blueberries on toothpicks for dessert. At Lincoln Center’s Fall Gala, a healthful menu seemed designed to ensure long-lived donors. Julian Robertson’s search for wine proved challenging, as greetings kept him from the one area where waiters were serving drinks. He finally got a glass of Santa Rita Sauvignon Blanc with his first course, a wedge of iceberg lettuce. [BusinessWeek via JP]

At the private air terminal at Logan Airport in Boston early Wednesday, men in unwrinkled suits sank into plush leather chairs as they waited to board Gulfstream jets, trading consolations over Mitt Romney’s loss the day before. “All I can say is the American people have spoken,” said Kenneth Langone, the founder of Home Depot and one of Mr. Romney’s top fund-raisers, briskly plucking off his hat and settling into a couch…As the morning wore on at Logan Airport, more guests from Mr. Romney’s election-night party at the Boston Convention and Exhibition Center trickled in, lugging garment bags and forming a small line at the security checkpoint. “It’s going to be a long flight home, isn’t it?” said one person, who asked not to be identified. The investor Julian Robertson, who held fund-raisers for Mr. Romney and gave more than $2 million to a pro-Romney super PAC, arrived with several companions. Mr. Robertson spotted an acquaintance: Emil W. Henry Jr., an economic adviser and a fund-raiser for Mr. Romney, to whom Mr. Robertson had offered a ride on his charter. “Aww, group hug,” Mr. Henry said. [NYT]

A slot previously held by a certain Home Depot founder who’d better step his shit up next time he’s on CNBC. Read more »

Memo to the Tiger Cubs who are throwing the bash: weekends are hardly ever city days for Tiger Dad, who has been known to make his assistant “painstaking collect evidence to account for his whereabouts each day and on some late nights [has] frantically searched for a car to take him back to Locust Valley” in order to avoid spending more days of the year inside NYC that out, which the Tax Man would just love. This thing better be good. [AR]

And did! (Next time think about throwing in a tutorial on beating The Man at his own game and some tales from the crypt to sweeten the deal.) Read more »

As you may have heard, over the weekend, Denmark introduced a tax on fat. The measure is aimed at “increasing the average life expectancy of Danes” but obviously it’ll make the country a little extra coin, too. Great for them, not so great for hedge fund manager Julian Robertson, who had to sit at home steaming over the fact that his idea had been stolen. For those who supposedly don’t remember what we’re talking about, perhaps this quote will jog your memory?

“I would love to be the Obesity Czar.” Read more »