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Hmmmm.... looks like there was some insider trading. https://www.google.com/finance?chdnp=0&chdd=1&chds=1&chdv=1&chvs=Logarithmic&chdeh=0&chfdeh=0&chdet=147716

by dimva 10y ago

Hmmmm.... looks like there was some insider trading. https://www.google.com/finance?chdnp=0&chdd=1&chds=1&chdv=1&chvs=Logarithmic&chdeh=0&chfdeh=0&chdet=1477162642408&chddm=1173&chls=IntervalBasedLine&cmpto=NYSE:T&cmptdms=0&q=NYSE:TWX&ntsp=0&ei=Y7YLWLHLNYW8e9WgkrAO https://www.google.com/finance?chdnp=0&chdd=1&chds=1&chdv=1&...

twoodfin 10y ago
What makes you so sure? For one thing, it's perfectly legal for non-insiders to figure out which way the wind is blowing on a deal and make a bet in that direction.
marincounty 10y ago
"Give out a little taste to you friends. Call blah, blah, blah, at the Wall Street journal. Tell them Blue Horse Shoe loves Acacott Steel." I watched that, and Platoon through college so many times. The duality of good/evil in those movies seemed to sum up life in the ninties. I eventually popped a mental gasket thinking about life/death too much though. The only real money my deceased father(13 years ago) made in the market was at a tense family dinner, which my sisters father in-law, told my father to invest in his companies stock. He was the first rich guy who told the truth, after a few bottles of red wine. He told my father, "they all do it." That was really the only time he came out ahead with the stock market. From then on, he thought he was a Series 7 experienced Stock Advisor. My father gave me really bad advice. He once told me to put all my money in Zapp Bicycles. I got out of college, which he thought was a waste of time. He never paid a penny for my schooling, and I did agree that most of it was a joke. Anyways, out of college, I made $20 grand fixing up old cars. It was a lot of money back in my world. I was just about to put it all on Zapp. My father bought a Zapp. It was his way of avoiding a DUI. He used it to go to his favorite bar in the avenues on it. I went over to his house to ride the Zapp. I knew they just didn't do it right. It was too heavy. I didn't let it all ride on Zapp. A week later their stock went down, and stayed there. Even though I had a degree in business, knew about diversification; there was a part of me who wanted to follow my dad's advice. (Poor kids--don't do this. Rich kids get good advice about money. Poor kids don't.) I still have 11 grand of that money. I would have thought inflation would have eaten it all up. All along, all I really wanted was enough money to buy a Harley, and ride across America. Now, I'm worried about theft. I'm worried about going by myself. I wanted to meet the perfect Midwestern girl. Over the years, I realized there's no perfect Midwestern girl. A little off topic?

by dimva 10y ago

twoodfin 10y ago

What makes you so sure? For one thing, it's perfectly legal for non-insiders to figure out which way the wind is blowing on a deal and make a bet in that direction.

marincounty 10y ago

"Give out a little taste to you friends. Call blah, blah, blah, at the Wall Street journal. Tell them Blue Horse Shoe loves Acacott Steel." I watched that, and Platoon through college so many times. The duality of good/evil in those movies seemed to sum up life in the ninties. I eventually popped a mental gasket thinking about life/death too much though. The only real money my deceased father(13 years ago) made in the market was at a tense family dinner, which my sisters father in-law, told my father to invest in his companies stock. He was the first rich guy who told the truth, after a few bottles of red wine. He told my father, "they all do it." That was really the only time he came out ahead with the stock market. From then on, he thought he was a Series 7 experienced Stock Advisor. My father gave me really bad advice. He once told me to put all my money in Zapp Bicycles. I got out of college, which he thought was a waste of time. He never paid a penny for my schooling, and I did agree that most of it was a joke. Anyways, out of college, I made $20 grand fixing up old cars. It was a lot of money back in my world. I was just about to put it all on Zapp. My father bought a Zapp. It was his way of avoiding a DUI. He used it to go to his favorite bar in the avenues on it. I went over to his house to ride the Zapp. I knew they just didn't do it right. It was too heavy. I didn't let it all ride on Zapp. A week later their stock went down, and stayed there. Even though I had a degree in business, knew about diversification; there was a part of me who wanted to follow my dad's advice. (Poor kids--don't do this. Rich kids get good advice about money. Poor kids don't.) I still have 11 grand of that money. I would have thought inflation would have eaten it all up. All along, all I really wanted was enough money to buy a Harley, and ride across America. Now, I'm worried about theft. I'm worried about going by myself. I wanted to meet the perfect Midwestern girl. Over the years, I realized there's no perfect Midwestern girl. A little off topic?