When I was a younger man, I worked at a group home for people with disabilities. There was one particular resident, I'll call him Doug, who had been in a serious car accident many years before. Poor Doug's brain was on a perpetual loop and he would utter the same thoughts and phrases all day and all night with very little variance. It was so consistent that I can still conjure up the cadence and inflection of poor Doug's incessant rants. Dude, I suspect that many years from now I will be able to fondly gaze back at this time in my life and recall something similar in regards to your sad little loop. I must assume that you are head injured in a very profound way, for the similarities of your perpetuity with poor Doug's are uncanny.
Now, with that said, competition between tickers is so silly that I feel ashamed to have addressed it twice in a day (see my earlier post from this morning). However, ahem, MCIG is brand new and hasn't had a chance to dilute to the levels of your discomfort. Yet. But when it does, as they procure funds (why else do companies go public?), will you lob your various ticks and utterances at it as well and then move on?
One more question...what is your endgame, Dude? What is your motivation? I once thought that perhaps you played the part of the drooling fool in the corner as a front for a brilliant trader. I've since backed off of that assumption and have obviously written you off as merely a drooling fool in the corner. Perhaps I'm wrong? In the ensuing weeks, I've gone from annoyance to fascination to perplexity in regards to my attempted understanding of you and I just can't grasp it. Please enlighten me.
