The Wolf of Wall Street

The Wolf of Wall Street

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By (author) Jordan Belfort

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  • Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton Ltd
  • Format: Hardback | 528 pages
  • Dimensions: 159mm x 241mm x 46mm | 904g
  • Publication date: 7 February 2008
  • Publication City/Country: London
  • ISBN 10: 034095373X
  • ISBN 13: 9780340953730
  • Sales rank: 1,011,204

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By day he made thousands of dollars a minute. By night he spent it as fast as he could, on drugs, sex, and international globe-trotting. From the binge that sunk a 170-foot motor yacht, crashed a Gulfstream jet, and ran up a $700,000 hotel tab, to the wife and kids who waited for him for at home, and the fast-talking, hard-partying young stockbrokers who called him king and did his bidding, here, in his own inimitable words, is the story of the ill-fated genius they called "The Wolf of Wall Street". In the 1990s, Jordan Belfort, former kingpin of the notorious investment firm Stratton Oakmont, became one of the most infamous names in American finance: a brilliant, conniving stock-chopper who led his merry mob on a wild ride out of the canyons of Wall Street and into a massive office on Long Island. Now, in this astounding and hilarious tell-all autobiography, Belfort narrates a story of greed, power, and excess no one could invent - the story of an ordinary guy who went from hustling Italian ices at sixteen to making hundreds of millions. Until it all came crashing down.

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Jordan Belfort was born in Queens, New York, the son of accountants; 'his mother wanted him to be a doctor'. He hustled ices to put himself through college showing early entrepreneurial flair. His first business sent him bankrupt at 24 so he went down to Wall St with $100 in his pocket and through a series of wild coincidences and leaps of logic ended up building one of the largest brokerages in America -- the now infamous Stratton Oakmont. Ultimately indicted by the federal government, Belfort served twenty-two months in prison, spent one month in rehab, and is currently living in Los Angeles, California.

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'A cocky bad boy of finance recalls ... [his] career as a master of his own universe ... A hell of a read.' -- Kirkus 'A memoir that reads like fiction ... [about a] vast amount of sex, drugs and risky physical behavior Belfort managed to survive.' -- Publishers Weekly 'Reads like a cross between Tom Wolfe's Bonfire of the Vanities and Scorsese's Goodfellas ... Laugh-out-loud funny' -- The Sunday Times 'For those not completely familiar with Wall Street, this is an important read. Think of it as a tour of the sort of underbelly of the financial market scene, the dark side of which, in some form, is always out there. For those more experienced, this can be, plain and simple, a fun read.' -- TheStreet.com 'Belfort's narrative is at once gleefully crass and terribly sad. By the time he gets arrested by FBI agents en route to buy his daughter a Rugrats video, you actually feel for the guy.' -- Rolling Stone 'This book reads like The Financial World presented by Ozzy Osbourne ... One reads a book like this for tales of excess, and Belfort certainly delivers, to the point where you long for a night in with Dad's Army and something eggy on a plate.' -- Mail on Sunday

Editorial reviews

A cocky bad boy of finance recalls, in much detail and scabrous language, his nasty career as a master of his own universe.At a young age, in an industry with many precocious bandits, Belfort ran a Long Island - based brokerage with the deceptively WASP-y name of Stratton Oakmont. It was a bucket shop habitually engaged in crooked underwritings. Its persuasive boss was a stock manipulator and tax dodger; he details the stock kiting, share parking, money laundering and customer swindles. Many millions poured in, and cash brought with it excess upon excess. Along with compliant women and copious drugs, there were multiple mansions, many servants, aircraft, yachts and, for all the guys on the trading floor, trophy wives. Among his under-the-table and beneath-the-sheets activities, the author's most imperative seemed to be sex and dope-taking, despite his professed abiding love for his (now ex) wife and kids. Belfort's portrait of his family is vivid, as is his depiction of the merry cast of supporting players: sweet Aunt Patricia, a Swiss forger, evil garmentos, Mad Max (Stratton's CFO and his father). The melodrama covers coke snorting, Quaalude eating, kinky sex, violence, car wrecks, even a sick child and a storm at sea. "A cautionary tale," the author calls it. It is crass, certainly, and vulgar - and a hell of a read. Belfort displays dirty writing skills many basis points above his tricky ilk. His chronicle ends with his arrest for fraud. Now, with 22 months in the slammer behind him, he's working on his next book.Entertaining as pulp fiction, real as a federal indictment. (Kirkus Reviews)