Just about every whim I get is wrong today — me betting against the Russians, getting long cryptos proxies, Chinese burritos, and whatever other harebrained ideas I’ve concluded were appropriate avenues of risk.
I took a fucking battle ax to the skull this afternoon in YY. Apparently, tariffs all but made this company obsolete. See you at $00.00 Mr. Chow Fun (no racism). I sold that shit out for like a 8-9% loss.
I had this Frankenfood swag going yesterday with RKDA — but today it’s been total bloodshed and ridiculous clown trading — me being the clown punched into the water by faggot kid/day traders.
The only thing I have going on right now, on this magnificent spring day in Princeton, NJ, a denizen of nerds of dirty farmers, is NUGT. Apparently, once we light up Russia tonight and show them how retarded their missile defense systems are — everyone will piledrive themselves into GLD.
I’m getting too old for this shit — truth be told. When I started this sojourn into the underbelly of the interwebs, I was in my 20s, bright eyed and cow-eyed, violent and magnificent. Now I’m an amalgamation of two decades of cynical financial practices — fueled by rigged markets domiciled in an overtly evil country. I’m like a nice German citizen shit-posting about Hitler, circa 1942, while the country ravaged Europe for a 100 million large.
It looks like markets are heading up again. Who knows where this wheel of fortune will land next. Perhaps we’ll all get rich and name our son’s after Donald Trump. Or maybe it’ll land on the bankruptcy tile and we’ll fuck ourselves just before stabbing each other in the fucking helmet for a loaf of stale bread.
What do you think?
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