Quote from cap'ncod:
Jesus! All the profits are creeping out of their lairs. I'm a self-confessed asshole, as I've stated several times before. Most people are and I love them for that. Man's problems always begin when he attempts to cleanse the asshole. I say live with it. Dog's are smart and where do they go when a pair first meet...I rest my case. Now, I cannot code for toffee. I even have a problem with any serious level of mathematical endeavour. But has this stopped me from trading? No. I must go on and find my way with my limited endowments. A true asshole. But I have come...quiet please...I have come to a rag bag of workable notions of sorts based on the right market (many are vicious bastards that I will have no truck with) the right time (one needs some serious participants otherwise it won't go anywhere) and some sense of direction based on news/ sentiment, pivots and trend. I jump out far too early after grabbing too little but I'm working on endurance and the dreaded premature evacuation syndrome. Leverage and a sense of direction, discipline and routine, these are thoughts for the noob IMO. Hope you don't mind me splurging, Art.
Sorry, I was passed out when you posted. When I awoke I had to sober up enough to place a losing trade. But here I am for you now.
What a stirring motivational tale you tell! A poor young ragpicker of limited intellectual capacity trips over market success and is proud that most of it was accidental. Were Dickens alive today, he would write a dickens of a story about you! "The Trader Ragpicker"
