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Bottom line is this: The vast majority of you guys missed out on this beauty of a short squeeze. Not that I'm surprised and I'm not here to rub in it. But I am here to make sure you won't forget or tell yourself that nobody could have seen this one coming. My message stands as it has over and over in the past few years:
Ignore the noise - fade the hype - forget the news. Just show up to work when it's time to strike the iron. You don't have to be smart, white, black, tall, beautiful, muscular, flexible, or particularly charming (but it helps). All you need to do is to press the damn button when it's blinking. And guess what, on October 20th it was flashing like a strobe light at the Pacha.
That was then.
And this is now.
Trading is not an endeavor for thrill seekers. It's what everyone wants you to think of course - the exciting life of the hot shot market mangler. This is the what they're selling you:
And this is the reality:
Alright, it's a bit more exciting that that but not by much. But all you have to do is to show up when I tell you the getting is good. And perhaps - juuuust perhaps - next time you'll listen?
Yes, tomorrow is FOMC day and who knows what'll happen. I don't get those phone calls. Do I worry about it? Nope - I banked my coin already and my stop is set at a respectable distance. Could. Not. Care. Less. And that's how I roll - the easy way. If you want excitement, conspiracy theories, and your daily dose of drama point your browser to ZeroEdge. You'll get that and a heaping serving of inane commentary.
You think this market is boring? I tell you what is boring. Handing out $100 bills on street corners and for some reason nobody wants them. Gets old quick. You guys should be working your asses off. But who am I - just a lowly market mole. What do I know? Not much, but hey - apparently it's working.
FWIW - this campaign is just getting warmed up - if I have my way I'll ride this bronco into the New Year. That's right - this year the Mole is eating turkey for X-Mas!
Post copied from Evil Speculator.
Ignore the noise - fade the hype - forget the news. Just show up to work when it's time to strike the iron. You don't have to be smart, white, black, tall, beautiful, muscular, flexible, or particularly charming (but it helps). All you need to do is to press the damn button when it's blinking. And guess what, on October 20th it was flashing like a strobe light at the Pacha.
That was then.
And this is now.
Trading is not an endeavor for thrill seekers. It's what everyone wants you to think of course - the exciting life of the hot shot market mangler. This is the what they're selling you:
And this is the reality:
Alright, it's a bit more exciting that that but not by much. But all you have to do is to show up when I tell you the getting is good. And perhaps - juuuust perhaps - next time you'll listen?
Yes, tomorrow is FOMC day and who knows what'll happen. I don't get those phone calls. Do I worry about it? Nope - I banked my coin already and my stop is set at a respectable distance. Could. Not. Care. Less. And that's how I roll - the easy way. If you want excitement, conspiracy theories, and your daily dose of drama point your browser to ZeroEdge. You'll get that and a heaping serving of inane commentary.
You think this market is boring? I tell you what is boring. Handing out $100 bills on street corners and for some reason nobody wants them. Gets old quick. You guys should be working your asses off. But who am I - just a lowly market mole. What do I know? Not much, but hey - apparently it's working.
FWIW - this campaign is just getting warmed up - if I have my way I'll ride this bronco into the New Year. That's right - this year the Mole is eating turkey for X-Mas!
Post copied from Evil Speculator.