The sentiments expressed here are the same....as when cryptos hit their collective lows.
Exactly the same.
But from the wilderness, there are reassuring voices. Those who have been through this before. We've danced the dance. We've romanced, and been romanced, in cheap motel rooms. Sometimes, with women whom we wouldn't want to be seen with.
But, I digress.
This is what a capitulation event looks like. You are in it. The calm in the eye of the hurricane was late last week, when we were steady and sentiments were reluctantly positive.
And then the swirling winds of dirty chocolate returned. And they washed out the weakest, and flustered the timid.
The strong stood firm. We held the hill. The company remains. The plan and strategy intact.
Thursday, a gold award at the Edisons.
Then, newsletter recommendations.
From there, northward.