Funny how things turn. Before Jon joined us and while he was zipping the SI ThreadLand, we spent at least a week or more wondering who the Market Maker plants were.
"Paronia strikes deep, into your life it will creep." (Buffalo Springfield). One time I heard from a poster who thought they knew someone they thought a company plant. I forwarded a copy of an independent, prior-dated and unrelated email that proved he was anything but. So playing the game of wondering whose who will have only limited mileage, if any. I guess, overall, it's a matter of trusting our instincts, and we have a pretty good field that we are in with Zulu and what it manifests it can do.
Am I a plant? A potted head maybe, but not a plant. If you saw the world I live in, where I come from and what I do in my life--not to mention my portfoilio washed in a sea of red--you'd immediately perish that thinking.
Part of what I like is that we're are all very unique and entertaining. For instance, I'm a musician who is enjoying writing again. That I have a side and a position and something to write about is unquestionable. Face it, NETZ is a challenge.
For me, I'd rather be in the risk of failure when it comes to technology-driven, interactive communications stocks in PennyLand. Let the veterans continue to ignore us--we'll do okay. Besides, they have enough sidelines by which to come in from. |
