Other website operators will thank their audiences for making their website popular and profitable. While I did think about doing that for a moment or two, ultimately, I decided against it.
Back in the ancient days when iBC was founded, the pre-twitter days of 2007, the internet was a wild place. There were scores of finance blogs and men of ill repute taking to the web in order to run their schemes. Nowadays, those people are on Stocktwits and Twitter, busy getting themselves banned. But back then, the finance realm was festooned by hucksters, men pretending to be stock market sages.
I, on the other hand, told the world to ‘fuck itself’ and was immediately accepted into the bosom of traders. Widely read, but never linked to or talked about in public, iBankCoin quickly became an underground channel for actual finance talk, filled with smoky rooms and men puffing furiously on their pipes, telling others to ‘fuck off’ and to ‘die in a fire’ whenever trades went wrong.
I created this environment here and very few original readers remain in these distinguished halls, mostly because of ADD and the proclivity of man to blow themselves up in trades gone wrong. Writers have come and gone, only Raul and Ragin Cajun remain from the dozens of writers employed by the site. We’ve had numerous premium services launched from the site, all with the purpose to help others, in a most charitable way. Entertainment has always been at the forefront of the site’s mission — because life is tedious and trading is hard. I’ve always erred on the side of invectiveness because the solitude of success and failure is boring and who’s really keeping track after all? I’ve never claimed to be a guru — because that is something to be determined by others. I can only claim to be a Blog Father and someone who is able to communicate well with others, a master at many things, a serial over-achiever, genius extraordinaire.
Thanking you for these things, frankly, would be sycophantic and just plain wrong. To this end, I thank myself for pushing thru the weeds and chopping down the brush to finally view the promise land of milk and honey. It has taken me over a decade to realize what my true calling was and what I should be to the people reading iBankCoin. A trader and masterful word-smith — yes. I am all of those things, and much much more. I like to view myself as a modern day prophet, a man sent down from a distant galaxy to slap his readers in the face with scalding hot slices of pizza — to teach others the way of the lion and to avoid being eaten like the zebra. This might sound caustic to some of you — but I am a benevolent slapper of faces — always meant with good intentions and a strong willed moral compass.
With that said, I now present to you entertainment. The video that ushered in iBankCoin into the lexicon of top tiered finance websites, a dark and swiftly moving pirate vessel firing into the faces of all of the absolute fuckheads who get in our way.
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