Berkshire Hathaway is not a single company. It’s a jungle of businesses. Some are boring. Some are weird. All make money. It’s like a giant, sprawling yard sale where everything is for sale—and Warren is the only one buying.
So the next time you eat an Oreo, drink a Coke, or put on Fruit of the Loom socks? All of those are owned by other companies. But the train that delivered the wheat? The brick that built the store? The paint on the walls? That’s Berkshire. It’s everywhere. You just didn’t know it. Now you do. And that is the fun part.
