Slope of Hope Blog Posts

Slope initially began as a blog, so this is where most of the website’s content resides. Here we have tens of thousands of posts dating back over a decade. These are listed in reverse chronological order. Click on any category icon below to see posts tagged with that particular subject, or click on a word in the category cloud on the right side of the screen for more specific choices.

Full Of It

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Have you ordered my new book yet, the Slope of Hope Bathroom Reader? You haven't? Why not?!? It's only $14.95! It's worth at least $15.95!

Perhaps you've hestiated since you weren't sure what was inside. Below is the table of contents; order it and seal your fate. It is your destiny.

My Lame Superpowers
Personal Credos – a partial list
Division of Labor
The Beautiful South
Tim Knight – Idiot Savant
The Spoiled Brats at Google
Credit Card Digits
Does Anyone Work Anymore?
I Knead to Trade
American Materialism
Good and Evil
Color and Mania in the Valley
Finding Your Trading Style
Happy Birthday, Slope!
I Have a Dream Too
Markets and Rationality
Another Superpower – backs of heads
Moral Hazard Comes Home to Roost
Psych Flux
Saying No to Google
Some Brutal Honesty
Why So Many Positions
The Trouble with Honesty
The True Middle-Class
Lulu Bag Tripe
The United States Wimperment
Trading Rules from the Marines
What Have We Learned?
What Money Cannot Buy
Christmas Specials Redux
The Rich Tax
From the Outside Looking In
A Tribute to Prophet’s Genius
The Looming Something
A Trader Ends His Life
There Is No Holy Grail

POTW: Thump Thump Music

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The Peeve Of The Week (POTW) is an occasional feature on Slope which allows me to (a) gripe about something which bugs me, whether justified or not (b) put up a post when there's nothing in particular I want to say about the market. In spite of its moniker, the POTW may or may not shown up weekly. In any event, here's a new entry:

Music is a great passion of mine, and I realize there are many musical tastes out there. I have no right to judge what is enjoyable for other people, but one huge peeve of mine is when someone driving near me is playing their godawful thump-thump-thump music so that everyone within a hundred-foot radius can feel it pulsing through their bones.

This goes beyond mere annoyance; I immediately tense us and want to be as far away from the sound as possible. I don't go assaulting strangers with Gilbert & Sullivan or David Byrne when I'm driving around. I don't see why they should trouble me with their rap (or whatever it is) that's making their woofers throb and groan with the mindless, empty beat. It seems vapid, violent, and hostile. Me no likee.