To: CpsOmis who wrote (12155 ) 2/2/2002 1:34:45 AM From: Raymond Duray Respond to of 23153 Cosmo, I always thought swans were beautiful. Your song is a jeweled incandescence and remarkable self-exposition of the notion that the human is an emotional entity, bless with an intellect. As a somewhat erratic member of this tribe (hi KB!) I can draw great empathetic circles of understanding (though not predictive ability) about your ruminations and lamentations. First of all, its a good thing that you got a clue. And, here's an interesting tale for you: Round these parts, we got a little talkin' points gatherin' called the Tuesday Club. You can find us on SI, if you really are good at research. And one of the original members of the Club was a humdinger. Mark was a 747 captain, he was past his prime and he wasn't going to get to fly passengers. He was going to get to fly freight. He wasn't going to get to fly freight for FedUp or UPyourS. He was going to fly the 30 year old birds that the Brand X low bid carriers bring grapes from Chile into the U.S. markets were flying. Low maintenance. Not low miles. Mark saw risk. He decided that an anonymous death off the coast of Panama wasn't quite worth his contribution to globalization. So, he decided to work his capital. When he started his assault on the financial markets, he had about $300 K. A nice bit o' boodle in 1999. A hell of a market to play in. I was, of course, seeing beyond the dot.comedies and investing in internet infrastructure companies. Good move. Mark was daytrading AMZN. Making money. Then he got cross-pollinated with a Merrill-Lynch broker (love that irony, don't you?) who got Mark to think about Safeway calls. Golden. Some of the concepts that the M/L guy presented made money. Mark wasn't foolish enough to accept an M/L tout at face value. He decided on a DIY version using CNBC's newsfeed, a cell phone and his Charles Schwab broker to place some serious out of the money bets on Safeway calls. He placed some orders "at the market". He didn't realize he was the market. He moved the price on the calls from 7 1/2 to 11 1/2 in nanoseconds based on his action, and then the price crashed. What he thought was a $100,000 bet put his whole boodle at risk in about 15 minutes. It got exciting. He placed his bet at about 10 AM market time. By 2 PM, the stress was too much for him to take. He sold. And lost $37,500 in four hours. After he told us this story, we never saw him again. Just another hoodoo. -Ray