Disclaimer: I was a stockbroker.
I made people millionaires. That's right, millionaires.
Of course they had to be billionaires first.
I cold called people on the Do Not Call List.
Annoying people at home was worth the risk of a $10,000 fine.
This cathartic public moment has been brought to you by the guy who owned them all. Bluestar Airlines. Farotech. I recommended tulips during tulipmania.
And when all else fails, when there is nothing left in your soul, pitch an ETF that has a gold position.
So I took my surfboard and rode the Elliot Wave.
And now? I cook linguini, spagetti and fibonacci.
Everybody knows I was not a partner in Axe Capital. It's a fictional TV show called Billions on SHOWTIME. Don't let me use caps again.
The Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye. True story.
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