I have visions of great personal anger in my head. I can fathom some sort of Government bailout, followed up by HARDCORE CNBC cheer leading—resulting in a massive melt up on Monday. They might even pull that old fucker, Vince Farell, out of the woodwork to call another bottom.
I covered my shorts, excluding my 200% inverse ETF’s, because I had the wrong stocks. Typically, I am pretty good at identifying my “wrongness.” Right now, I am sitting on mountains of cash, borrowed stock, but zero trades.
I’m thinking: “why should I short more here and risk my balls, on a Monday fuck you”?
But then, I think: “asshole, you sound like some pussy. Do it. Don’t think too hard, your balls will fall off. Do it.”
These are the thoughts that are racing in my head, at 2:26pm, July 11th, 2008.
NOTE: Irish bank, [[AIB]], looks like a fucking empty treasure box.
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