\disclaimer, nothing within this post is or should be considered financial or legal advice.*
It occurs to me that it's an objectively odd thing to keep speaking about things relating to falling skies.. and yet here we are.
I don't... I'm not entirely sure how to vocalize the dichotomy about being over the moon about going to it with GME and then also fairly terrified of the world being upended via a global financial catastrophe. I suppose there is room enough for both trains of thought - pairing reality with inevitability and opportunity.
Odd ducks as we are, it doesn't seem like the most obscure thing that those who would be given the keys to the Earth as we know it are the folks that dwell within this sub and hodlers elsewhere. There's something extraordinarily human about it all. The inherent ridiculousness mixed with ample doses of scientific theory and humor. "It's all a simulation", right? Nah, I deign to think so. It is simply the best possible story that could have been told. Well, at least the most entertaining.
Life has a funny way of being... er... funny. Fallibility makes all living things liable to trip over perceived norms and processes. The recognition of such is humorous because on a superseding level it means that whatever happened doesn't make sense in the grand design of the universe. The thing is out of order, but not broken.
So too is this whole saga. Everything that is going on challenges the status quo (for the better I might add). It inherently goes against the grain. The fact that this change will be brought about by millions of "Apes" around the world only goes to exacerbate that fact. Not that we aren't all brilliant in our own right - only that we have given ourselves over to this ridiculousness and it has become part of our collective ethos. It's utterly brilliant and profoundly stupid ("stupid" in the sense of object incredulity).
And so, as RRPs climb and trading platforms sign their death warrants do we continue to joke about bedposts and stay up late for a glimpse of some lights on in a building or two. I couldn't be prouder! 🥳
Alright you silly gooses, let's get on with the show. First Thing's First:
Crayon Counter
Market Close: 210.88 -2.37 (-1.11%)
After Hours Close: 210.50 -.38 (-.18%)
Green Crayons: 29
Red Crayons: 35
Flyyyyy iiiiinnnnntooo the DANGER ZONE!
Obligatory DAYNGA ZONE!!
I always wanted to be a fighter pilot. Zooming around over the speed of sound, G forces ripping my muscles from my bones, the exhilarating cannon fire of the engine at your back. Mmm mmm mmm, thanks Ace Combat: Shattered Skies for instilling that in me that wonder while I was young!
Cockpits never scared me. The swath of buttons and levers made me feel like a kid in a candy store. And the controls! While I've never actually flown one I've been in enough simulators and abject games to know how to maneuver with a joystick and use my feet to control the yaw. Flight just... makes sense to me. It's an extension of oneself. Drag on the wings and the subtle vibrations of turbulence I would love to experience firsthand.
Perhaps that's why I enjoy driving so much (when I do it for fun, that is). It, too, is a controller, and every rumble of asphalt or rock on the wheels sends a tactile sensation into my nervous system. The wheel tells me exactly what the car can or can't do. You've experienced this, yeah? Have you ever really considered that while a car or game isn't directly connected to your body your nerves still pick up on ever vibration and sensation that the thing in question feels? Exactly, you are one with the machine.
This goes for sporting equipment, power tools, even gaming - those sensations allow you to sense that object as but another part of yourself, even if you can't subconsciously manipulate it.
I wonder, perhaps that is why we feel so in-tune with GME? That we have spent so much time and effort with our hands on the wheel that this supercar is now telling us exactly what we need to know via the underlying vibrations. The way we feel how the MOASS is close. The way we see SHFs try and rip the stock out of our hands. The way we investigate new information and hypothesize using proven fact. We understand the stock, just as we understand that how our fingers are able to roll a pen along your hand, or how our hairs stand on end at the mention of something exhilarating. While all that is metaphysical to the Nth degree it doesn't take away from the fact that you likely have a sense of what I'm talking about.
To put it simply: GME, it just makes sense.
Pika Pika!
https://www.reddit.com/r/Superstonk/comments/oa7j53/gamestop_please_hook_up_with_nintendo_website/
Forgive me, the link is not a meme or even particularly interesting but I needed something even relatively close to Nintendo for this bit. 😂
I miss Pokémon dammit! Like damn some days I just want to be back playing Ruby on my only Gameboy Advance SD running around trying to catch 'em all! My lusting after le Poké(balls) really turned me onto the idea of getting a Switch Lite over the past week. So much so that not 2 hours ago I was at the GameStop checkout screen with a Lite and... Breath of the Wild? As much as I love flirting with Nurse Joy I still knew it probably couldn't hold a candle to what I've heard about Link's grand adventure.
Him and haw I did for a solid half hour. As a person my indecisiveness gets the better of me at times, and my impulsiveness doesn't exactly help with the matter. $300 it would be. Jeez y'all, that's a share and a half! Imagine all the Switches I could buy with those tendies!
But I want it noooooooow!
I was *this* close to pulling the trigger. At the credit card screen and all. Ultimately... I closed the tab. As much as I want that instant gratification I also know the ROI on that money now is better spent either on our favorite stock... or by doing nothing with it at all.
Wait, whatchu talkin' about Rally?
Remember how some time back I was talking about how money was tight? Thankfully I have worked myself out of that (and have enough money for a Switch or a share) but the memory still lingers. To not have any reserves... to not feel financially secure... to ride that line of not spending more than I could afford to lose. I can't do that to myself again. With the knowledge of what is to come it won't be long now until I won't have to worry about rationing dollars, but that time hasn't come yet.
There was this odd reservation of impulse and responsibility. I wanted a Switch now, but I know that buying GME would pay off later, and yet in the now I still want that money to be present in case of emergency. It made me think about a post I made a while back about not sacrificing happiness now for happiness later. We can have our cake and eat it too as we go through this process. Objectively speaking every extra share we add to the pool now is icing on the cake. Yet even still that opportunity for happiness now is safeguarded by a sense of the need for a stormy day fund for when it is needed. Plus... I need a vacation and this $300 looks an awful lot like a plane ticket (or half of one, for where I want to go. 😉).
GameStop, could the dividend be a Switch with BotW and either Pokémon Sword or Shield? Pretty please? \bats eyes**
Patience is a hell of a thing. Impulsivity is a vice that I know only too well. That said... had I not been a part of this saga for months now I think I probably couldn't have resisted the urge. Seriously, Diamond Hands are bleeding into all my things. My impulses are being tempered with a "stop and think" approach. We've all seen that evolution here as well. It started with Stop Loss removals but now has grown to a point where people don't react immediately out of the gate on a prominent post. What're the kids calling it these days, "The Four Hour Rule"? To wait until someone has dug deep enough on a subject to give it in Apespeak before making bold comments on the matter.
So, as I wait for the day where I can hold a Switch in my hands I am happy to make do with my own security and the knowledge that I as well as many others are garnering the strength to resist even their most poignant impulses.
Dog bless us, zen sunnofaguns, everyone.
Pink Panthers Among Us
https://www.reddit.com/r/Superstonk/comments/oa7j53/gamestop_please_hook_up_with_nintendo_website/
Days are brighter when we are blessed with a DFV sighting. That's pretty much fact at this point yeah? What's beautiful about that is we don't expect or demand anything from the guy - we are happy to see him when he stops by and we are happy for him as he goes about his life while being radio silent.
Radio silent... like so many of our lurkers out there.
For this section I simply want to extend a thank you. To those of you who hang out but don't comment, silently acting as a filter with your votes and reports, smiling and cherishing the fun that goes on here along with all the info dumps. You all are the backbone of this whole community. Make no mistake, you matter here. You are cared about. You contribute in your own way. Your Diamond Hands still add into the infinity pool.
More often than not the voices of the silent with the power to vote have more power than the most boisterous of society. I'm not lying when I say that you are screaming at the top of your lungs. 😊
So, from me to you, thank you. Thank you for being the bulwark against FUD. Thank you for helping this sub filter out the gold from the sand. Thank you for being part of something so epic, so special, that will change the course of human history.
You sly dogs you. You Pink Panthers on the prowl for diamonds in the rough. Thank you!
SLÀINTE MHATH! (To your good health! 🍻🍻🍻)
Rally's Cap
I think that the heat and relative lack of adequate hydration are starting to mess with my mind.
*sips beer*
Things are clustered. Sticky. Like trying to wade through molasses. Thoughts lose coherence. Wit gives way to a bit of witlessness. Memory fades into the mist.
Memory... it would seem as if all of my short term synapses were conscripted by my longer terms senses. Mention something in the car to me and 15 minutes later I'll think you were probably talking about the time the dog pooped out balloons or something. On the other hand I can tell you the exact layout of the city of Edinburgh to the point where I can even navigate you through a bar I had only been to once while on a pub crawl. Maps, it seems, are my specialty.
I'm part of probably the last generation who was ever taught how to navigate with maps. Yes kiddos, long distance trips required a navigator who either read from printouts or unfolded the gargantuan sheet detailing the back roads of the Adirondacks. The lost art of navigation, given way to Siri speaking in a British accent.
It is ironic that for knowing and remembering so many paths that I can never decide which one to go down.
Two roads diverged in the wood and I... I sat down in the clearing because I was overanalyzing which path to take.
For want of spontaneity comes the bonus of not knowing what to be spontaneous about I suppose. As a person I have magnitude but no direction. Vector would be saddened by that methinks. 😳
But here comes little 'ol GME. For the first time in a LONG while I know the path forward (and yes, doing nothing at all is still a way forward). I don't need to worry about the subtle remembrances when I have but to look up unto the stars and see the destination for myself. Maps need not apply... though I still will try to trace an outline in the back of my mind - for progeny's sake and all that good stuff. 😉
Perhaps the fog will lift from my head as we exit the atmosphere. Maybe there just needs to be a day of rain to wash away the cobwebs. And certainly the mercury needs to chill the fuck out a bit. Switches, Pokémon, metaphysical connection with inanimate objects as extensions of the self... whatever indecision lies in those things doesn't take away from the fact that at base value all I/any of us need to do for the foreseeable future is Buy and Hodl. When the day comes, I know that with complete confidence the only indecisiveness I'll have is whether to hang the map of the stars either in my living room above the fireplace or down in the wine cellar next to the bar.
Now that... that I would like to remember.
Keep being great folks. Tomorrow is a new day.
Have some fun. Give someone a hug. Tell someone you love them.
And hodl. Don't forget to hodl.
-Rally
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