Julian Robertson Wants To Wage A "Fight On Fat"

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At this point in his life, no one would fault Julian Robertson for not starting another career. He's already had an arguably pretty successful one as a hedge fund manager, in addition to his work rearing the Tiger Cubs, to say nothing of his wine business. Still, he's always had a dream gig and today he shared it with Erin Burnett on CNBC. "I would love to be the Obesity Czar," Robertson said.

According to JR, who estimates we can save the country $1 trillion if we "tax fat" and "tax sugar," he "can't think of a more important job." Obviously, would love nothing more than to help him achieve his goal. But beyond support and a letter writing campaign to the administration, Robertson is going to need concrete ideas for how he can do battle with the blub. In addition to the tax, he'll need special rights and duties as the Obesity Czar such as:

* A golden pointer that he can go out into the streets with, poking any "offenders" and offering a knowing glance

* A series of ads starring JR telling people, "A moment on the lips, forever on the hips"

* The right to approach anyone about to put a Twinkie in his/her mouth and slap it out of their hand, grab their chin and go, "That's one. You won't be happy if I have to come back."

* Your brilliant idea

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And did! (Next time think about throwing in a tutorial on not letting The Man make you his bitch and some tales from the crypt to sweeten the deal.) Not long after Mitt Romney dropped out of the presidential race in early 2008, a titan of New York finance, Julian H. Robertson, flew to Utah to deliver an eye-popping offer. He asked Mr. Romney to become chief executive of his hedge fund, Tiger Management, for an annual salary of about $30 million, plus investment profits, according to two people told of the discussions. For Mr. Romney, who had spent the previous decade in public life forgoing any paychecks, the position promised to catapult him back to the pinnacle of American business and into the ranks of the stratospherically rich. Several friends and relatives urged him to accept. “Let’s put it this way,” said Mr. Robertson. “He could have made a lot of money.” But Mr. Romney was uninterested. Defeat, Introspection, Reinvention, Nomination [NYT]