Aleatory. That beautiful Latin-rooted word no doubt glazes over the eyes of the social-nutworking degeneration ("My You-Tube friends don't use words I can't understand.") I was born in 1945, and I am amazed that by today's standards I learnt to be more than a gibbering idiot. Anyway, I have been trading ten systems mechanically for the past year, with results that with one footures contract beat my Unsociable Insecurity unbenefits. Generally, I trade sober. But today my much younger wife is out-of-town, I am hoping really working, so I have been dead fucking drunk during yesterday's and today's trading hours. Twenty minutes into today's open, I had an epifanny. I quickly reran backtests on my ten profitable systems (more than Murray has, I'll wager), looked at the stats, and corncluded that I am making money only with riggerus money management. My trading entrails honest-to-god are randum! So my madvice to the Fecesbook croud is, enter at randumb in the first half hour and exit if wrong.