Even though it's fabricated, it always makes me a bit nervous. I mean, having so much in a single stock is a bit scary. I'm on a little tightrope with 200-pound chimps on both ends.
In the end, though, what does it matter? I'm educated in an economy that, in general, rewards intelligence and persistence. And if the economy collapses, so what? I live out my fantasy of living in post-communist Russia, hacking into foreign governments with my taped-together computers balanced on my dirty vodka glasses.