Listen to me. You listened to CNBC and FOMO’d your way into SPY calls today. Inside of 12 hours you’re going to be dead, financially speaking.
The CoronaVirus is ravaging the lands, posting up BIG numbers in Japan and around the globe. Here in the states, the retarded state of NJ just got its first contestant. Everywhere I look shit is closing down. Nothing is open. Both bread and water are scarce and soon people will be dropping dead in the streets due to affliction. We have ourselves a BIG LEAGUE depression en route — because nothing can stop the scourge that is the Wuhnan Bat-Soup Virus.
The death rate is of an industrial nature, presently at 8% in the US — 3.4% globally. If you compared it to the flu that is because you’re an idiot. The flu kill rate is just 0.1%, literally nothing. It’s God’s way of taking away the chaff. This here virus is murdering strong men and women — people who are virile and long cocked.
Dow futures are off by 300. I felt like a pie faced clown today because I held onto SOXS and FAZ, when I should’ve felt grateful for the opportune to buy more lower. Reason being, good sirs, this market is on the precipice of a fatal blow to the scrotum — the brand of line drive that shoots rockets through your nuts and into your stomach — leaving you by the side of the curb getting spit on by the neighborhood children.
GOODNIGHT.
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