Yes, I told you what the market was going to do, to the exact date.
It gets boring winning at such an incredible clip. I showed you Exodus and you saw screener. I showed you a Taylor masterpiece and you saw nothing but paint and canvass. I’m on a higher plane of thinking, the metaphysical, not hamstrung by traditional self-worth assessments.
Listen to me: I want you to doubt me and bet against me. My whole life the chips have been stacked against me and guess what? I am fucking bowling on you clown fuckers till the dogs strip that bone down to the marrow. Dick riders in the pop-media can fuck off; I’ve built a financial hegemony at iBankCoin, fully armed to take you out, if that’s what needs to be done.
My words sting because they’re truths, empirical facts about life and people that are only recognized by the uninitiated when they are punched into your stupid face.