An emotionless, humourless, colourless, heartless, trader.
I sit and I wait. I wait for the machine to tell me it's time to trade.
Then I press a button.
The machine places the order, the stop, and the target.
The machine moves the stop to break even.
I sit and watch, expressionless, eyes glazed over.
I accept the outcome of the machine's work.
I have no joy or sorrow with that outcome.
I am a trader.
5 Minute Crude Oil Chart
1 Minute Crude Oil Charts 
Trade number one result: Target achieved and accepted.
Trade number two result: Break Even achieved and accepted.
11 comments:
Bravo,
and remember,
'it takes a lot of pressure to make a diamond'
RR
huge winner on the first one.. go enjoy the weekend.. grab a drink or two..
LOL, I knew you would like that one RR.
"It takes a lot of pressure to make a diamond"?
Hmmm
So I should put my head in a vice while I am watching the machine trade?
Ok.
Seems odd, but you're the expert.
The winners are all the same Pranil.
This may be sad news for you as you are displaying some emotion here with all this celebrating.
The trader known as solfest is not concerned with the massive move up after his exit.
The machine had its orders, the machine executed its orders, and the trader known as solfest accepted the outcomes.
I will rest the trader known as solfest over the weekend so he is able to watch the machine trade next week with his expressionless glazed eyes.
Forget it, Solfest. You're too funny and too cute to be a machine.
:-)
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I have been assimilated, resistance was futile.
Fear not, nameless cog. Here's Q to free you from the hermetic collective.
Which part of the continuum would the brown stuffed one like Q to send it to ?
Send me to the NYMEX crude oil pit.
Even the Borg is scared of those guys.
"Brown stuffed one", for shame Don C.
Much apologies. Q actually found the brown big-eyed one rather cute; but refrained from using the endearing term for a fellow masculine conciousness.
[A closer examination reveals a picture of a sleek handsome and very much alive feline]
Perhaps Wise Yellow Eyes need not go anywhere - where he is at is already one of the most beautiful places on the planet.
LOL, Don C feel free to hang out here as much as you like.
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