Timing in the Hood, from Ken Drees
When I try to run with the lead pack I usually get beat up by elbows and get my heels clipped and dinged. I just can't complete. So I dial down the trade to a longer time frame–let the zigger and the zaggers roach and take my cut when the line moves ahead.
I envision the chair and other great hunters in their space stations looking down. I gotta stay low to the ground and get my piece. Everyone feeds at the market reef.
Song for today regarding the market/economy:
talking heads: road to nowhere