I find myself, amusingly enough, 125% long into World War III, or as future generations will refer to it as ‘WW3’.
I find it rather apropos that the first US President to have ever received a Nobel Peace Prize, prior to doing anything in office, should preside over such a thing. But it was inevitable, after all, as all ‘good’ things come to an end.
I am sure if Russia decides to defend its only port in the Mediterranean, by rebuffing a US led assault on Syria, stocks will trade down 1-2,000 points. No one likes the onset of war. It scares people. But once the public gets accustomed to it, as was the case with all US wars, stocks will rise again.
The bigger the war, the bigger the rally: that’s what my grandfather used to say.
So you must be asking yourself: if war is really on the horizon, why is this maniac long by 125%?
Well, the answer is two fold.
I like to win, and do with style. In this sense, I am servant to fashion.
The second reason is a lot more primitive, almost carnal. I aim to seize upon any advantage that comes my way. In this case, The PPT gifted me with oversold signals that I haven’t seen in years. In this case, I am a slave to discipline.
Don’t fret, small plebs, I will liquidate into strength and reduce my exposure to a more pedestrian level soon enough. Until then, I remain, ostensibly, very, very long.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PgibngxK5T8
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