Trevor Neilson emanates a surprising breeziness for a man who is about to disown a prominent part of his life’s work, chastise friends and former colleagues, and call into question the movement he helped start.
Neilson, 50, is a wealthy California entrepreneur, and looks the part. On a sunny day last week at the office of his start-up in the wealthy Pacific Palisades area, a stone’s throw from the crashing surf, Neilson sports a T-shirt, jeans, slip-on shoes, and the air of a man ready to unburden himself.
