**Y'know, Zebra, your view of mms is exceedingly...disappointing. Do you really mean that we can't blame 'em for everything bad that's happened since the seven plagues of Egypt?
That most are just working stiffs who want to balance their inventory in advance of the weekend?**
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I am horrified about your disapproval. Perhaps Madame Shell would prefer this view of the m/m, in stead.....
"Monstrum horrendum, informe, ingens, cui lumen ademptum."
- Virgil.
[A horrible monster, misshapen, vast, whose only eye had been put out.]
Not that I know any Latin, nor a fan of Greek and Roman Mythology, I just happen to see the above, and I thought it would be more in line of your own thoughts regarding the subject.
However, in consideration to all the "SI prophets of hype", I found the following, more appropriate and fitting:
Origin of the Market Makers, [evolved, 20th Century]:
Hecatonchires (Centimani, Hekatoncheiro) [Generic Name for M/M]
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The Hecatonchires were born of Gaia and Uranus. They were stronger, more overbearing, and more fierce than even the mighty Cyclopes. They had 100 arms and 50 heads each. Their names were Cottus, Briareus, and Gyges. Uranus was disgusted by these children, so in a fit of outrage he cast them into Tartarus to be locked up forever. Gaia was distressed about this and asked the Titans for help in retrieving them. Only Cronus agreed to help. Cronus waited for Uranus under his bed. That night, when Uranus laid with Gaia, Cronus castrated Uranus and cast his genitals behind his head and into the sea. This caused foam in the sea and blood drops on the land. The foam was the birthplace of Aphrodite. The blood drops gave birth to the giants and nymphs.
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As you can see, the above more clearly explains why everyone in SI is so p/o at the m/m......
Nothing to do with lack of research, anxiety, greed, and the like, such can simply be dismissed as 'pure nonsense'
Good evening to you.
Z. |
