Let the Meltdown Commence!

OK. So I am now officially over the presidential rat race / popularity contest of the U.S
Reason being, there is not enough conditions for McSlaine to win.
1.He's not an incumbent, regardless of a war abroad
2.He's to old. -OK, taxpayers v retired folk he may have that set but...
3.There will be no jury fixing; in Florida after or any other state. The last political debacle has resulted in a -all eyes on- tamper free election.

Wahoo, hello grape soda and menthol cigarettes, an about fucking time too I say.
Yawn Obama... But never fear, policies never change...regardless of colour, or is that color?

Anyway fuck that, we know whos a gunna win.
So lets deal with the next issue.

I dunno how burnt you've been in the stock melt down/correction but I have seen some close buds been burnt by what can only be described as greed. And its easy to wave a finger and laugh, but when you see them every day its kinda sad...or is it?

I think its a lesson.

A lesson to be...smarter.

Sure there is money to be made in the market, but not forever.
Anything outside of an educated guess becomes a gamble, and if you're in the game long enough, your bound to lose.

So congratufucinglations shit heads, the government of the U.S just gave you a pat on the back for being an idiot. That's great... if you live there. If you don't though, tough shit. Now what.
Get an honest job and grind it out with the rest of the plebs?
The way I see it, you lost out. Day trading is for gamblers. Is the market going up, or down?
If you're a day trader, you can only make money on it going up. Guess what... it's going the other way. Go to the tab, you'll have better odds son.

Now for something completely different.

I was thinking about what made me happy.
-I was in Sydney International Airport not so long ago-
Flew in from Melbourne's national airport due to a connecting flight. And once the shopping/post flight entertainment had worn off. I was in a shitty, little wannabe cafe, bar, with me old homeboy Rick James/Luke Brown.
It was sunny and crownies and coopers were on offer.
Both delicious but Cooper's infinitely more so.
B.J Francis (who has an engagement on the 26th that I will not make) was in the firing line for a phone call from a sun baked vestibule.
Enjoyable it was.
I guess the best call of that hour was to a health food store in south waikato.
Some noob was interrogated by officer Brown lookin for some chick, no badge number or case id was requested.
I wonder if the message got back to her. Hmmm
Go POLICE staTE! s0o Waarrmmmm