Outside of the morning technical reports and Sunday prophesies, it has been difficult lately to address the reading class at iBankCoin. Spending more than a few minutes among the cretinous commentors around here puts me in the mood to find the nearest group of camouflage-wearing numbskulls and tell them to, “send their biggest goon my way, so I may rip his throat out with my teeth.”
I work hard to maintain an even temper. Coming from a long line of angry men, being calm takes a variety of physical and mental exercises. Taming the burning rage inside of me has paid off better than any formal education. There is a lack of commitment to the grind on these pages. When I am showing a reader how to “stack his leafy green lettuce for his ‘getting money’ BLT,” all these traphouse trolls do is talk out of the side of their mouth—not respecting a real player’s time.
Then some of you have the nerve to express your squalid lack of faith for Mankind’s Last Hope, our One True Leader, a ray of hope in an abyss of darkness. Of course I am speaking of Elon Musk (all Praise and Glory to The Leader) and his team of engineers at Tesla. He has repeatedly proven his ability to raise cash for his ‘fantasies’ in a variety of ways. He actually believes the science community, who is screaming from the roof that climate change is the biggest risk to our species. And he is smashing through obstacles to alter the path we are taking.
The kind of people who believe in the ideas pitched by Musk (Praise) are also the kind of people who tend to be economically successful during their brief stay here on earth. Let that sink in. It is not an ancient bloodline that provides wealth today, but optimism and the courage to work. So when Musk needs some walking around money for Tesla, he puts on a show and collects ‘reserve money’. The move is working. They are Kickstarters for people with millions of dollars. When he needed a more substantial cash injection he went over to the bond market, where his debt offering was rabidly oversubscribed to.
Hunter S. Thompson insisted the mid-80s created a Generation of Swine which came into existence alongside the birth of 24-hour cable news being mainlined into our brains. I agree, but it seems internet news has made our collective psyche even more pig-like. Negativity spreads faster then the flu in a call center. It is cheaper than ever to churn up some mud for everybody to roll around in.
If it bleeds, it leads.
But all I want to document during these early days of the internet is “how I get mine.” By writing down my thoughts I cement these valuable tactics into my brain and hopefully start conversations that lead to either you or me achieving that next ‘a-ha’ moment where we elevate our game.
For those same reasons I host Stocktwits meetups here in Detroit.
Listen, I added to my Tesla investment yesterday. I started to write a piece about why I bought more Tesla, but the words that came out read like something from 4chan. I realized a disease state had taken hold inside my body, some kind of dark aberration. I had to draft the piece and go sit silently on a rug for two hours.
Then I came back to my computer and added to my Twitter investment also.
So while it has been quiet over here on the RAUL blog, I am still out here getting mine. Going forward, I hope you do not feel embarrassed to ask about how I come to an investment conclusion or why I trade a certain way or what types of tools I use. Hopefully you realize I respect your time, the reader class.
Also what the hell, man? How are so few of you believing in the crypo-currency revolution?
*r.i.p. lil peep*
– Raul Santos, November 17th, 2017