I never said I was better than "everyone else", I only said that I was better than you.
At trading, I mean.
Not necessarily at other stuff. For example, you could be an Olympic champion at going to the mall on Saturday, reaching down in your pants and grabbing Sir Stubby, and then shouting to everyone around you, "I am not actually a woman!".
Since you're obviously begging to be bitch slapped, let's do something constructive instead of this silly name calling.
Let's have a paper trading contest right here on this thread. Loser leaves.
You pick the stock or stocks or whatever. Anything, as long as it trades in real life. Any exchange, any market. QQQ, MSFT, GE, BRK.A, one or more of your lame BB deals, any contract month of silver, euro, pork bellies, frozen concentrated orange juice, long bond, yen, whatever you want. Long or short or both. Any time frame. Any kind of trades you choose, day trades, position trades, combination of both, anything, whatever you want. You pick the number of trades, or make no limit.
If you want help, you can choose anyone you want to help you, I don't care. Any friend, buddy or pal, any computer program, any strategy from any book ever written, anything you want.
We need a judge, somebody besides you or me. You pick the judge - obviously the judge must be a member of SI but otherwise pick whoever you want. The judge has to have real time quotes, obviously.
We also need a dollar amount for our starting balance. You pick that also.
Take a week to decide your rules if you want, or we can start on Sunday afternoon. The contest lasts however long you want, but let's say a month max.
Real time trades, posted in real time right here on this thread. The contest posts have to be within one minute of reality. In other words, you can even "cheat" for one minute on your entry and exit points.
All I want is the following format for our contest posts:
I just this minute [bought/sold] [stock, bond, contract] for the price of [price right at that moment in real life].
If you believe in your heart that I could not possibly kick your ass trading anything you choose using any rules you choose with any help you choose in any time frame you choose, then for sure you will show me who my Daddy is once and for all, eh? It should be fun! You will humiliate me utterly in public for everyone to see.
If you don't get back to me before next Saturday, then you are a Stupid Punk Twerp Woosie Foo Foo Dork.
And by the way, it's Mr. Chicken Brains To You.
You may bow again now.
Not too close. |
