On the Wade Cook Trail

The Wade Cook Show rolled into New York last weekend and it was an event I couldn't pass up. I've read Cook's books, listened to his audio tapes and even would've watched the video if it hadn't unwound and jammed in my home VCR. Yet, I'd never seen the show in person, and since this was just a Financial Clinic, the tuition didn't run into the four figures. With all these factors swirling, I anted up $22 to sit in. At 8:40 a.m. on Saturday morning, I took a seat among another 100 or so "Cookies" at the Marriott East Side Hotel, with no special press credentials, no tape recorder, no special questions to ask, not even a free bagel or muffin. (Wade is a little cheap with the refreshments -- only ice water was served.) So here's the skinny on the Off-Broadway version of the Wade Cook Show.

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Much in the same way that I have never watched an entire Olympic Biathalon, I had never seen an infomercial in person. At 8:45 a.m. when someone hit the Play button on a VCR in the front of the small meeting room this past Saturday morning, that all changed. ...