My piloting of the U.S.S. Defiant continues. As with yesterday, even in the face of empty-headed buying by every person on Earth, my short positions made the most splendid obscene gesture and generated profits all the live long day.
Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell’s heart I stab at thee; for hate’s sake I spit my last breath at thee.
Given the choice, I’d MUCH rather being poking bulls in the eye on the same day they think all is right with the world. Onward!
