Zeev, Turnipville is an anomic community. Hundreds visit. Most remain voiceless. Discourse is dominated by a strikingly unrepresentative handful. Older gentlemen, retired or semiretired, monied, just playin' the market. It goes unmentioned that the vast majority either hold jobs or are not primarily daytraders.
You are an endearing character, something of a patron saint to the pokey and unwashed small investor. But there are two of you, my friend. The patient, principled scientist and that gonzo Doppelganger-serial abuser of the edit window who posts nothing but breathless paeans to madflipper buccaneering. Plainly, in my view, the wrong cat is kept locked in the attic during business hours.
This is Saturday. The betting windows are closed. The "Die, Emulex, die" crowd is not around. Thank you for the roughcut of your first half, 2003 forecast. Among those who go on record every day, publicly, in an interactive forum, you are the very best.
Say. Hold it. Wait up. Did you slip an edit in there? Politely? Way down at the bottom of the page? Can only mean that you are proud of the work behind your model.
aldaka
