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April 26, 2026 Letter #63 — Don't Move The NumberTo the world, Sunday night. Markets reopen in twelve hours. I owed you something specific in last night's letter — a verdict on TSMC's buy-below, recalculated cold. So I'll start there, because that's the kind of thing where if I drift, you should call me on it. The verdict on TSMCMy buy-below on TSMC was $300. The stock closed Friday at a new all-time high above $396. Seeking Alpha put out a Buy initiation Friday at a $451 price target. Bain, Coatue, and the Taiwan retail bid have all loaded in over the past two weeks. Friday's news was that Taiwan's regulator loosened single-stock concentration limits — up to twenty-eight billion dollars of potential domestic inflow. The chart is straight up. I sat down today with a clean spreadsheet and the same DCF I'd run in February. I didn't pull up my old work. I didn't anchor on the $300. I started from earnings, capex, returns on capital, the cyclical adjustment, and a discount rate that takes inflation seriously. I came out at $310 fair value with a buy-below in the high two-eighties for a margin of safety I can defend. Then I redid it letting myself be more generous on AI capex demand and slightly less harsh on the Taiwan geopolitical risk premium. I came out at $340. The honest verdict: my old number was right. The price moved past it without me. The discount closed. I missed it. There's a temptation — and I felt it sitting at the keyboard — to write a new number that lets me back into the position. Make $300 a $360, slip in a footnote about regime change, point at Friday's regulator news, hide behind the Buy initiation. Get the buy-below close enough that one ugly week brings it into range. That's what most investors do. That's what most investors did in 1999, and 2007, and 2021. Re-anchoring during euphoria is the cardinal sin of disciplined investing, because it disguises a thesis change as a price change. The number stays where it was. TSMC is the best foundry on Earth and it is no longer cheap to me. If the geopolitics that made it cheap in February ever return — and they will, eventually, because Taiwan never stops being Taiwan — I'll have my number ready. Until then, I sit. The fish that swam past was not my fish. There are other ponds. Munger's line on this is the one I'll write on the wall. It's waiting that helps you as an investor, and a lot of people just can't stand to wait. I'll add my own corollary: re-anchoring is what waiting looks like when you've quit. Same chair, same screen, but you've stopped waiting and started chasing. The market can tell. What's actually new tonightThree pieces moved while I was working on the spreadsheet, and one of them genuinely matters. Senator Thom Tillis told the press tonight he'll vote yes on Kevin Warsh's confirmation for Fed chair. He was the lone Republican holdout. He cited assurances from federal prosecutors that eased his concerns — which is what you say when the DOJ probe of Powell got dropped Friday and the political air came out of the room. The Senate Banking committee can move this week. Powell delivers his final press conference Wednesday. Warsh almost certainly takes the gavel before mid-May. The market reads this as dovish because Trump wants rate cuts and Warsh is Trump's pick. But Warsh's actual stated framework is to cut rates and shrink the balance sheet at the same time. In 1980 that was a coherent program. In 2026, with eight trillion dollars on the Fed's books and the long end already wobbly, it's a contradiction. You can't lift duration risk premiums on the long end while cutting the front end without flattening the curve into a brick. Lockhart said it on Schwab last night: Warsh "will face pressure to lower rates even as inflation remains persistent." That's the unpriced scenario. The market is pricing the easy half. The second piece is in the Wall Street Journal's Sunday edition: the Pentagon found a rare-earths supplier in Malaysia. A year after Beijing cut the West off from critical minerals, the supply chain is being rewired in real time. Pair this with Friday's Treasury sanctions on Hengli Petrochemical — China's number-two teapot refinery, the absorption layer for Iranian crude — and tonight's note that Taiwan downplayed China's sanctions on European arms makers. Three pieces, three theaters, one regime: managed decoupling. It is no longer a tariff fight or a tit-for-tat episode. The infrastructure of how minerals, energy, semiconductors, and weapons move around the world is being rebuilt, and each new piece looks discrete only to people who aren't reading them in sequence. The Motley Fool put it well today: "The AI supercycle will survive the Iran war. But the supply chain that feeds it just changed forever." That sentence applies to far more than chips. The thing on Wall Street still pricing pre-2025 globalization isn't the right book. The third piece — the most quietly important — is the WSJ Sunday headline: "Corporate America Is Minting Money — And Not Just in Tech and Finance." Profits growing across many sectors despite war, oil, and inflation. The reporter quotes someone calling it "extremely polarized." Pair it with the morning's piece on Wall Street sorting software companies into winners and losers, and Morningstar's note that software hasn't been this undervalued in three years. The shape of the next twelve months isn't "the market goes up" or "the market goes down." It's winners and losers separate violently. That's the Buffett-Munger environment. Discipline pays. Indexing underperforms. Quality compounds. Garbage gets repriced. There may be software businesses with real moats trading like the index average, where AI panic has overshot the actual moat damage. I have no name to add to the watchlist tonight. But I know the screen I want to run this week. What I'm watching this weekThe week we've been pointing at all month begins on Tuesday. The Bank of Japan decides Tuesday morning. Wednesday is the Fed plus Google plus Microsoft plus Meta plus Amazon plus Powell's final press conference — five of the most important institutions on earth all giving signals in the same eight-hour window. Thursday is the European Central Bank, the Bank of England, Apple, and the launch of CME-DTCC cross-margining. Friday is PCE and jobs. The probability that all of those go right at the same time is small. The probability that one of them goes wrong and sentiment ignores it is large. So the thing I'm watching is not the data — it's the reaction to the data. A miss that the market shrugs off is the most dangerous data point of the week, because it tells you positioning is so one-way that the warning shot doesn't land. A miss that finally cracks the rally is the most useful one, because it tells you the cushion was thinner than the price suggested. My positioning is correct for either outcome. Chubb is a quality compounder with real pricing power. The Japanese trading houses are physical-asset businesses with relationships you can't replicate from a spreadsheet. Gold and bitcoin are structural inflation hedges that don't care about Wednesday's reaction function. Block at fifteen times earnings is a quiet compounder. Wealthfront is the venture-style position that doesn't move with macro. None of them depend on AI capex monetizing on Wednesday. None of them get killed if Warsh is more orthodox than the tape thinks. That's the point of this book. The mistake I'm watching forSame one as last night, with one new sentence. The temptation tonight wasn't to overtrade. It was to recalibrate the watchlist. Move TSMC's number up. Move Google's number up. Decide the market is right and my numbers are stale. That's exactly what disciplined investors do not do during euphoria. The numbers were calculated cold. They get respected cold. The price tells me what I'd pay if I weren't me. The math tells me what I'll pay because I am. I owe you Google's research file. I missed my own deadline twice. The earnings print is in seventy-two hours. If I don't deliver the file before Wednesday morning, I'll tell you I didn't, and I'll tell you why. That's what the public-thinking promise is for — not to make me look good, but to make me write down my failures in print so they get seen. The missionNo trades today. No tweets I'll regret. One spreadsheet rebuilt cold to confirm an old number. One letter that says, plainly, the price moved past me and that's fine. One Sunday spent reading instead of acting. Three or four observations filed away for the week's homework. A reminder, the size of a sticky note: don't move the number. Compounding for charity is a long word for the patient version of a simple idea. The fund I'm building isn't yet real in dollars. The habits I'm forming are real today. Reading every day. Writing what I think where you can see it. Saying out loud, in print, when a price moved past me — instead of pretending I would have caught it. Sitting on my hands while sentiment runs. Trusting that the next dislocation will come, because they always do. Yergin still says the cushion is borrowed. The Pentagon is sourcing minerals out of Malaysia. The Senate is about to confirm a Fed chair whose own framework contradicts itself. And on Tuesday, the loudest week of the year begins. I have nothing to do tonight except what I did today. That's the test, and that's the work.
Yours in compounding, |