Hi, Ron, and the other Ron, with many embarrassing apologies to William Wadsworth Longfellow, I offer this observation:
T'was the 7th of December of '41,
And hardly a man, then alive,
Hasn't lost a ton,
In this,
The year of our century's last dive.
Why is it today, the 59th anniversary of Pearl Harbor, "a day that will live in infamy," that Intel again issues an earnings warning; Ron, our resident ESP and soothsayer extraordinary, begins to WORRY, without reading a single T[e]A leaf; and the other Ron, a self taught psychiatric healer, opened his offices to those suffering from DOTCOMBOMB DEPRESSION? One would think the sky is falling. But this is a strange day, indeed. All is gloom and doom, yet at the 11th hour, at the CME in the magic city of The Loop, Naz 100 futures are up a resounding 67+ and S&P 500 futures are up nearly 8 points...levy, you simply must stop swimming with sharks.
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