WHO THE FUCK IS GONNA STOP ME?

Let me explain something to you. I cannot be stopped — not now, not ever. I crawled out from the steerage class this morning and ended up flying the fucking airplane, former pilots toss out of the cargo hole and the passengers on my plane pleasantly surprised by the drunken volatility of the new pilot — +3.22% for the session.

I have successfully PRESSED MY RIGHTS, the rights of man, during the month of January and now up nearly 10% YTD.

I concluded the session with a ribald portfolio of high octane, heavily shorted and hated names — 143% LEVERAGED LONG into the teeth of a scary market and war and all of the trimmings of post modernism ending of Pax Americana.

I just don’t give a fuck.