DJT
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I don't even think Marantz's mental gymnastics could remotely explain how DJT's financials justify the valuation.

Yeah Nazi apes shouldn't be throwing stones at towel apes. Lets check in on safe blue chip DJT. Down 92% from the ATH. What about Trump Coin yeah down 96% from ATH.

LOL "DJT safe play". We know what kind of ape this is.

Yes it does cost the company something to extend warrants. There are legal and administrative costs. Bonus stupidity-stick to GME and DJT

DJT issues new executive order: it is illegal for stonks to go down until after the midterms. Stonks may only go up. Thank you for your attention to this matter!

Be funny if DJT still sucked at trading even with all the advantages

Great time to buy - DJT

That being said, I sincerely doubt there won't be a move by Bessy or DJT to try and bandage something today. Its literally the only metric they aren't completely losing the house on

thats just DJT as fed chair lmao

It is written the exact location of where the final battle ends… on terra firma… it is a valley… across the sea from the North American sagebrush biome… you can visit it today… called the Jezreel Valley (AKA Har‑Megiddo / Armageddon)… and yet… where will the final battle begin…? Our minds? That is a story for another day… My eyes were sore and adjusting from wearing the wrong prescription glasses for yard work… for reading… the day before… and then I tried something new… and failed… when I attempted Apple Pay “left handed” three times in-front a very patient and kind Starbucks manager… Tina… who gave me a look… the same look I would expect from my grandparents looking down from heaven… and saying… “I don’t understand the problem…?” Management is hard… even though folks like Tina and Team make it look easy… like true master artists do…. The leadership part of management integrates the human part of where God lives… and where he meets the devil… in the details… It is in those details you overlook sometimes… like the floral and fauna of the 505… or the fact that pizza toppings are a spectrum… From “what the what…?” to “fit for a king’s palace”… It is at Shakey’s Pizza 86-ing the anchovies option… after winning a little league pee-wee championship after your coach said the Team gets pizza if you win… and the graveyard if you don’t… (this was an old-school strategy back in the day of “winning is everything”… and it was effective…). Or ordering the “505” with smoked pepperoni and roasted green chili on a garlic buttered original Dion’s crust. With a side of Greek salad and feta and all the fixing 86-ing the Dion’s mix and Greek Dressing and adding ranch with a dash of salt and pepper… and you… my friend… are the king… So… what does a first retirement look like…? Don’t ask… A better question is what was the most important lesson you forgot…? 50 years of chasing opportunities or passing them by… only to realize… With every experience and lesson deposited into your wisdom bank… built on power… love… and a sound mind… mixed with the talents God set you apart with… to stand out or shrink… you are the opportunity… And for a partnership…? … we are the opportunity. Full stop. Daniel… a handsome man in Michelangelo’s fresco… had a vision of empires which has stood the test of time… A leader in a court of high power in Babylon.., with a gift for writing… and faith in something beyond… what he could see… Many interpret the feet of clay mixed with broken iron pieces… to be Rome… and its legacy of civility and brokenness… of plague… holocaust… world wars… and renaissance… enlightenment… IBM’s big blue winning a chess match. Ruled by Elizabeth and Victoria and Parliament… and later… unity governments of Washington and Lincoln and The People’s House. Ruling an empire where the sun never sets… and beyond the sun. The Pharisees wrote or helped write over 100 laws to “help ordinary folk” observe the Torah… and became a political powerhouse of the day… until someone spoke truth about their power… and rained on the parade of laws that were so complicated folks broke them all the time… until they threw up their hands and gave up… which was by design. It kept the citizen from living out their identity… and knowing their power… after filling up on too much bread at the circus… until a cycle was broken… When a guy comes along and won’t shut up about “the last shall be first” crazy talk… In the halls of power of the American system the ones with most financial and legal power are the term limited “exempts”… elected and appointed positions. The more stable and lesser power is reserved for the largest and fourth branch of government… the bureaucracy. This is where the content experts like “the Pharisees” help shape and draft laws in real time. They applied for a jobs in the department in the winter of the year of 19 hundred and whatever… and know the ins and out of compliance. They understand the importance of amendments… and the power and limits of executive orders. Truth telling is where trust begins… The best parts of public service are substantial and just… the other part….? A legacy of malfeasance and incompetence which begins when good folks send a scream-mail before their coffee kicks in or leaves their brains at the door before a meeting. With square state borders drawn by square folks from DC… and the not so square part at the bottom drawn by an innovative railroad boss named Gadsden. The sovereign nations have a healthy distrust of the system… a history of small pox blankets… boarding schools… bussing migrations to Denver and the Zuni led riots burning the spanish territorial governmental offices of Santa Fe. The sovereigns’ distrusts a federal and state government that historically broke treaties and enforces unjust laws by force. Who own the water but give away you the land under the river water…? The bible calls this dishonest scales… Google would it call it not following the “don’t be evil” policy. So where do you find unity in all of that complex patchwork… Asking for a friend… There was a moment when a Missoula Children’s Theater Director lost all hope during a dress rehearsal… when the lead forgot all his lines and was reading the script from stage… in front of a row of face palmed directors… And then something magical happened…on the day of the performance… A parent showed up… in the audience… It’s double magic if both parents show up… add even more magic when a blended family… grandparents… all leave their beer cans and rocks and other projectiles at the lobby door. There is power in unity… Indescribably indivisible…. And a lead character remembers all his lines from memory… And a children’s theater director believes in hope again… One nation amongst sovereign nations… To restore the republic requires living peaceful with sovereigns who share a continent after seas… straights… and river gorges were crossed… Ben Franklin famously said we have “a republic… if you can keep it.” and John Maxwell wrote “… your success is found in your daily routine.” America is a country of Washington and Lincoln… DJT and Obama… It is also a country of Mark Twain and Emma Lazarus… PT Barnum and Meredith Willson’s “The Music Man.” … and its modern version told by famous director and time-traveler Matt Groening in the Simpson’s episode about the monorail…. If you want to understand American politics you need to watch the movies “A Face in the Crowd” and “Mr. Smith Goes to Washington”… “ Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter” and “13 days.” With George Washington we had our first and rare unity government… where the VP John Adams had the second amount of votes in the general election… and the cabinet was filled with a Next Gen like Hamilton and Jefferson who hated each other… and yet… built a country who gave the world a fighting chance to be civil and free… Lincoln’s VP Hannibal Hamlin ran as a ticket… because of the 12th Amendment… although did have a cabinet consisted of political rivals who also hated each other… and yet… created the foundation for the modern empire we now live in. A flag representing an “alliance to restore the republic” flies full masted with its familiar “Starbird” phoenix symbol over a sage-brushed crest. The blue-black berries of the privet bush and acorns of the red oak. Brings back memories of a mentor… Coach Hauge… who always quoted Franklin to me as a young acolyte on the Track Field. “Great oaks from little acorns grow.” … and… “Little strokes fell great oaks.” We live in a time of transformation… where there is a dichotomy between intense anticipation and debilitating fear. The renaissance was built by courageous folks and elite patronage just like you and me who found their Simon Sinek “Why” when they came out of the shadows of a plague and a reconciliation of a past where the devil owned the details too often… And yet… it is a new day… and what of it? What if we continue to write the story about the ones who loved us through it all… not just the ones who played with matches… not for light… but out of destruction and jealousy. We don’t live in a nice world… Good folks… the real deal in fact… who hustled hard and fundraised to the nines… because that is the game the chessboard of power “requires…?” and then… shot in the throat on stage because he didn’t get in line… a message… to shut up…. or it could have been a completely random act of… something… we report you decide… So when a recovering workaholic with a propensity for words rips out the overdrive in a Ford Escape and calibrates in first gear… eyebrows can be raised… and should be… So what casts away that debilitating level of fear… Love that is perfect… and begins to write the story from the POV of the ones who love you through it all… And then… I am learning from my daughter… who won a stalemate and took one of my kings in a four way chess match… and took my king outright in a two way match with those lesser unique awkward pieces… the knight and rook. She also puts her pawns in powerful positions… and the piece she she sacrifices first… the most powerful… in appearance… the queen… She holds on to the king because if he goes down the game is over… but she leaves his flank open often which is my opening to win… for now… until she learns… and will be unstoppable… and at that moment I will be like the legend of the master teacher Verrocchio who quit forever after his student surpassed him painting “The Annunciation” together… That will be my ultimate bucket list check off… to walk away from the game you taught a Next Gen to play… who will now know to build a better game this time around… I choose to think it is a world healing… and yearning for breath and depth of leadership that turns down crowns and accolades like Gideon did after a victory… with the right 300… who didn’t chase opportunities because they were the opportunity… and as a result created the quiet conditions for two generations of peace. So… why not go for it… what you actually want… all in… unity… love… endless… Because you can’t successfully call for a nation-wide public service without a unity government. And because as a wise friend reminded me… every co-parenting conversation doesn’t have to be a hard conversation… without avoiding the ones you need to have… sometimes you can just “let it be”… This part of the story will end predictably… of-course… fast forward in a day… one day… in the near far future when in due time we… finish the other end of the ellipses. The first few days before my previous career in education began… I walked the soft sands of Cocoa Beach during a predawn launch in the distance… turning the night to day… and I could see a large conch shell before the treasure hunters with their spotlights got to it… I never noticed before as I walked down a dark hallway of a final battle through the rubble of a past life… from state awards of my daughter and I… of an “educational leadership” plaque and “best personality” trophy … where she wiped floor with the other baby’s personalities with a single balloon tied to her foot… to that ridiculously large mug that reads “I’m Kind of a Big Deal” and you finally realize what your friend Steve meant when he said “keep your eyes up…” Raising your gaze… just so… you see a Kinkade print of an “Autumn’s Gate”… open… and a Route 66 clock ticking away made from recycled license plates that have seen stories of the road… and over the door post to the rest of your life is a sign post… “Come grow old with me... the best is yet to be.” So… … … what was the most important lesson you forgot…? The same lesson a not-so-handsome man learned after rising to the pinnacle of his profession of law… a self-described Pharisee of Pharisee and the most famous Roman citizen in history… to what end… in the shadows of the midnight oil all that remained was adjusting his eyes to the dim light… to take pen to scroll and here endeth the lesson… “Indeed, you were concerned, but you had no opportunity to show it… I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through him who gives me strength.” This time around… in the pre-dawn… a ram’s horn lay in the soft rivers sands… as the golden rays hit… just so… the royal split compliments rising… the hot air of yellow to oranges… and violets from blues to reds… gaining elevation over Sheriff’s Posse Road… The one thing I know for certain is that it will be an epic day… the day I run out of words to describe sagebrush…. Let’s lock in!

https://preview.redd.it/oebmiltzrith1.jpeg?width=1400&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d6387159ff5ea7c0c1dd88b17f98a95d1498a06b NOW ANNOUNCING SUPER DUPER INTELLIGENCE even better than Super intelligence. Tahnk you for your attention on this matter PRESIDENT DJT.

All in DJT next week we headed to the moon