Wow, what clarity comes after a glass of quality wine sitting around your pool as the sun sets in good ol SoCal!
Keep in mind this is just an ol' Cowboys musings in regard to HMGP.
70's 60's 50's 40's 30's 20's 10's 5's 3's 1's and voila! Sub-Penny.
All during the descent of this miraculous company's share price, you could hardly hear the sound of the printing press whirring along, providing all the shares necessary to fill the T-Trades and others yet discovered. It is amazing just how much operational noise can be drowned out by a choir, especially a choir that keeps its vocal cords healthy by consuming vast quantities of that special beverage....KOOLAID!
The lyrics to the song are simple....they have a plan, they are working their plan, they are magnificent. If you have any doubts call HQ or better yet buy airfare and visit the muses in person.
For this modest expense, you too can have vast amounts of smoke placed within your fundamental orifice.
As the share price has journeyed south in a relentless pattern, could it be, could it be even possible that that Zeus and the muses have a plan, a great plan to buy back their company from all the peone's and their sheep at fractions of the invested capital laid out to average down.
Say nothing, do nothing that impresses the street and the share price crumbles, meanwhile you're able to use current cashflow to pay your bills, make your salaries and then like the crack of thunder as the lighting bolt is unleashed,the oil baron-like Zeus casts just one more bolt to shake all the peones, buying up the outstanding shares in the open market place at sub-penny prices making millions for yourself as the peones lose their positions one after another.
In the peones panic for the doorway,a thunderous laughter is heard as Zeus and the muses pee themselves in the midst of the panic but who cares as the vaults are filled with gold. Perhaps it is even better, a super majority of all the stock is now owned by the few and they decide now is the time.
Now is the time to go private before the White Knight rides into the theater of action, to buy this proverbial golden goose from Zeus and the muses for vast amounts of gold, after all no peones then more for me.
The gold envisioned by the disemboweled peones that paved the way for Zeus and the muses. It is fair, it is just, everyone knew it was a gamble, yeah verily...it is a pinkie, and everyone knows.
Seen this play before and the acts still are the same and the ending so far has been very predictable. But this is great theater, as the audience gives up thunderous applause and bountiful bravos.
This is the best ever!
JMHCowboy recollections of theater past.
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