The Very Worst in the World

I am going to do something unprecedented this morning. I am going to make a distinction between those of you I am going to kill and the one’s who will be spared. Most of the reading class on the site are good, honest, hard working American bus drivers, sanitation workers, pharmacists and/or lawyers. You go about your days, with your blue collars, scrounging around to make ends meet. You come here to iBankCoin to blow off some steam, glean from my genius, and generally ingratiate yourselves with the splendour and excellence that is iBankCoin.

Persons of regular cloth know and understand we all go through bouts of weakness, even I. Temporary lapses in judgement can lead to terrible, terrible things. But we must pick ourselves up from the dirt and make hay.

HOWEVER, there is a dark under-belly of the unseasonable variety lurking around these halls, like goblins trying to grab your feet in the dark as you attempt to sleep. Pests. These malcontents, misanthropic trulls, are the very worst of mankind. They have the souls of demons, parasitic fainteantise, clog-hopping here and there– for the explicit purposes of busting my balls.

If there is one thing that you can rely upon, being a hard-working, industrious, utility worker/IT services rep/ programmer, is that I will make it my duty to cleanse this site of all vagrant mountebanks. When coming to iBankCoin, understand something: this is my home. Behave as if you were just invited into someone’s home for dinner, and not some wild beast whose intentions are to fribble away aimlessly until you are tossed out on your head.

When it’s all said and done, you can never win, old chap, so quit while you’re still alive.

Futures are flat; but I’m sure today will be another fun filled day for short sellers.