Bring them in. You know this isn’t going to stick. Everything you’ve come to know is meaningless. The market runs on nuclear vapors (extra USU) and no matter how dire the situation may appear, it rises again and again and again. It’s the relentlessness of the ascent that boggles the mind, causing us to run for cover at the first sight of panic.
Fear is the most powerful emotion of the human anatomy. It makes us do things we thought we never would. In this case, the fear is decidedly on the side of the short seller, the guy who knows what true carnage is–because he’s been a party to its baseness for the better part of 4 years.
The Nasdaq is down a point, YELP is hitting new highs, and I am cowering in the shadows like a eunuch witnessing a man speed chopping carrots atop a table with his penis on it.
I am begging you, all of the gods (old and the new), bring down this market, to its knees, and I will buy it all. Sadly, my prayers are often ignored in this regard.
It’s time to start buying stocks again.
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