Moral Hazard Capital

Nestled deep within the heart of a labyrinthine data center, bathed in the soft hum of servers and the rhythmic tapping of keys, you’ll find Moral Hazard Capital—an enigma wrapped in ones and zeros. Our deal room resembles the control deck of a spaceship from a B-movie, minus the alien lifeforms (thankfully). Here, we navigate financial landscapes with a finesse that would make astronauts green with envy.

We’re not your typical private equity firm—far from it. Our origin story is as preposterous as it gets: founded by a cat who correctly predicted the fall of Lehman Brothers using a laser pointer and a yarn ball. True story, we swear.

Our internal KPI? The number of times our economists argue over the size of a pizza while debating monetary policy—an intense debate that invariably ends with someone ordering a large, extra cheese (the economy can wait).

Corporate culture at Moral Hazard Capital is like a school of fish—each swimmer moving independently but coordinating beautifully to create something harmonious. Except instead of water, we swim in a sea of data, and instead of being hunted by sharks, well…you get the picture.

So what don’t we chase? Shortcuts, easy exits, and mediocrity—three things that are as welcome here as a bear at a picnic. We’re in it for the long haul, navigating complexities with the agility of a cat and the precision of a laser pointer—because in this game, the only thing more dangerous than a predator is a comfortable investment.