One of you is about to win a full day with me. Here's what you're bidding on. You come out to the ranch in the Texas hill country. Steaks on the fire, whiskey in the glass, antelope grazing past the fence while we work. And we work. Most businesses spend all day pleading their own case to their customers. Calling the wrong witnesses. Listing features nobody asked about. Losing a jury that walked in wanting to say yes. I put on my customer goggles and build the case that makes them convict themselves into buying. And when a jury convicts? Nobody has to be sold. They buy. They buy more. They drag their friends in behind them. The business starts running whether you show up or not. That's how you add a zero. Not up for the flight? We do the whole thing over Zoom. Same brain, no boots. I've done this 300+ times. Tucker Max put it better than I can: "If Ron realizes how insanely valuable this is, he'll be too expensive for anyone except the richest and most powerful people on earth." Good thing he doesn't know what happens next. HERE'S WHAT THE WINNER GETS: 👉 The full day with me — ranch or Zoom — where I find and build the case hiding in your business. 👉 A seat in the next Marketing Mercenaries — the private course only 99 people had ever seen, the one that opens with a note called "The Opposite of a Suicide Note." Already done it? Gift the seat to someone who's earned it. Let me put this in perspective. I charge $5,000 for a single day. This opens at one dollar. THE RULES: Bidding is open NOW. $1 minimum. No reserve. Highest bidder wins. It ends when I decide we've tapped out — and you'll get a 60-minute heads-up before I close it. Don't try to snipe it. BIDDER BONUS: every single person who bids gets something. It's a secret for now… but your bid will pay off. 🔥 BONUS AREA — WATCH THIS SPACE 🔥 Trust Me- You want me sleeping on my pillow with your problems for a change. Here's your chance: UNLOCKS AT $5,000 — The Night Before at the Ranch Once the bidding hits $5,000, the winner also gets the evening before the ranch day: cigars, whiskey, and steak on the porch with me while the sun drops over the hill country. No agenda — just your business and a fire. Some of my best thinking for a client happens right there, before the real day even starts.

I see you in there, and I know what is stopping you. You hear that voice of your parents echoing in the halls of your head. You feel the heat rise up your neck like the time you were at the checkout stand and the debit machine said insufficient funds. The teacher who called on you because they knew you weren't ready. Humiliation and shame stops us before we start. I know. Personally, I have something going on in my life right now that is off the normal grid of my attention. It involves one of my kids. I'm betwixt and between on my next words and actions because I want a certain result. I want their growth without a lot of pain. Yet growth always has growing pains. As I was getting some corn out of the barn this morning I was having this little conversation with myself about the feelings I was having internally around this. Was is intrepidation? Was it concern? Was it knowing what to say and how to say it? Then I used the word a guy like me never wants to use. FEAR. Dammit. Mostly fear of their reaction. Fear of my potentially using the wrong words. That happens alot with people who have a long history of communication. The second I asked my body answered, boy howdy did my limbic system flood with the truth. Fear it was. Uncertainty of future outcome. Yeah even Uncle Ron still gets hit by the ole fear choo-choo now and again. So what did I do? I reached out to the associate that could offer perspective and help me sort through the real and the imagined before I took action. It's going to be fine, is the truth. I talk to 8 people a day who all need my help on average. In fact, I just hung up with a friend in Florida who explained a problem with ad messaging. Turns out that wasn't his problem. He was running ads in a place his audience didn't exist. He was completely unaware. So awareness is the first step in diagnosis. It's going. to be fine. Yet. Do you have the intestinal fortitude to get with the professional that will simply give it to you straight, then hold you accountable to you?