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Well, folks, the big day is finally here: the midterm elections. During normal times, midterms are quite boring, with just a handful of local issues grabbing anyone’s attention across the country. This time, however, for the first time I can remember, the midterms are perceived as a critical national mandate; a report card from the public about, more than anyone else, Donald Trump.
Before we get too worked up about what happens Tuesday night, though, let’s remember another Tuesday night two years ago, in which the NQ and ES were limit down, reacting violently to Trump’s very unexpected victory.
Having driven almost the length of the state, I’m back where I belong – – in front of eight computer screens and a bunch of keyboards. And today, of all days, which for me has been like trading with two arms and one leg tied behind my back, MarketWatch put Slope on its front page, thus causing traffic to spike!
Anyway, here’s how I’m feeling now, but I promise, great posts later!
Greetings from Los Banos (“the bathrooms“) California, where I think nasty thoughts about Southwest Airlines. This is hardly how I like to execute my trading day. In any case, I’ve been strident for many, many moons about how AAPL needs to break for a real bear market to begin. Well this is a pleasure to see:
Well, I was ready to head home, but the darlings at Southwest cancelled a ton of flights, so I am driving allllllllllll the way up the great state of California. Thanks, Southwest! I’ve been having heavy duty blogger’s guilt (mercifully, it is Sunday), but I wanted to at least explain where I’ve been. And I’m about 60% of the way there, currently in the Central Valley where the smell of cowshit saturates the air.