âYou have expressed doubt that my son is my son.â Never said anything even remotely like that. You produced a picture of a child on a beach in Monte Carlo and a picture of the Mediterranean taken obviously from the balcony of what was then the Loews hotel. And this proves what? The child was in Monaco, nothing more. âYou claim to know the back streets of Monaco.â Au contraire, Monsieur. I made no such claim, infer what you wish that I may or may not have knowledge of Monaco and its environs. The point is you, quite obviously, donât. âYou explain how it would be virtually impossible for me to have been there and not remember how to get to the heliport. Yet now you say that you have not âclaimedâ to have been there.â Ignoring the fact that you are now contradicting yourself, one can simply look on a map and determine the fact that the heliport is on the other end of town and nowhere near your claimed point of arrival/departure. In your rebuttal, you looked at a map of Monaco and still didnât know what you were talking about. Are you a travel agent that studies city maps but never leaves your cave? Nope. âAre you a meteorologist who has cause to doubt that the leaves fall from the trees on the Riviera in the winter? Please... The âleavesâ question was an obvious ruse. Kudos to you, you didnât exactly âfallâ for it. âUnlike the business beating I took with the crooks I worked for in Monaco.â Wow, that reeks of international intrigue!!! This story is just too reminiscent of your secret State Dept âmission.â Good sheet music for the Gypsy Violin though. Here's your original (of apparently more than a few) âMonte Carlo" BS stories: "BTW, I used to trade out of Monte Carlo. Market would close at 11pm. Just in time to hit Lowes. That was in the day there was no CNBC. Too bad we had Reuters there. (But only in the office)" Pray tell, why would it be âJust in time to "hit Lowes" if one is already staying there? Did the hotel lock the front door at 11:15? Or was there a Lowe's hardware store you needed to get to? News Flash: US markets close at 9PM in London and 10PM on the continent. 11PM would make a 7 hour time difference. (DST runs from March to October, same as North America.) RS7's says he's no name dropper. Amazing how, "I used to trade out of Monte Carlo" turns into just a five day period. RS7, I'm beginning to think the only Monte Carlo you've ever been in came out of Detroit.
The true irony is in the post you just made. Of course, one can imagine that the entirety of yours and RS7's combined 3,200+ posts (and counting) are erudite masterpieces.
OK Max, Blah, blah, blah! Yes, the Casino did close (I think at 2 am) Yes, I was there more than once. I generally did NOT trade there, but on occasion had to. I need not explain this to you. Only that one time did I take my wife and son. So only that one time did I bother with a camera. And only that one time did I stay at Loews. The other times I stayed in the home of my employer. Does this make enough sense to you? No, I am sure it doesn't, so here is what you can do: ....Call First Options in Chicago, see if you can contact Tim Mullen...Ask him about WSF Trading in Monaco. All your questions will be resolved. If you can't reach him (I doubt he would take calls from unknown cranks with whom he has no reason to speak) ask for Mary Beth Shea. She is easier to get on the phone. (she is now married, but I think she still goes by that name..if not, they will certainly know who you want to speak with). And you know what? After you do that, I will give you more "proof" that you seem to need about other aspects of my life that you are so obsessed with. But for now, make yourself busy and snoop around Chicago and the CBOE. WSF Trading should be very easy for you to track down. And RS are my real initials. So you will probably know more about me by Monday than my wife does. Happy hunting. And now you can really get a life....mine. Because yours is obviously not worth anything. And unlike you, I have nothing to hide. So knock yourself out. Have fun. Let us all know what you found out. Oh, one other thing. They may want to know something about YOU before giving you the information you seek (at First Options). The CBOE will tell you how to research public information. This will be worth giving up all my anonymity (whatever there is of it after your careful investigation into my life). When I know something about you...anything about you, I will be sure to exploit the knowledge and share it with all. And when you contact First Options, I will know about it immediately. When you contact the CBOE and inquire about me, I will know that as well. You can even try the OCC. I doubt you will get anyone to speak with you there, but they too have all the info on WSF. It will be to everyone's amusement to know what makes a psycho like you tick. Maybe if we know who and where you are, we can figure it out. And then we can really have some fun. Good luck. In the mean time, have a nice weekend. Take a break form your hectic "trading career" and get laid (if you know how) or something to mellow you out. Anything would be an improvement. Now you can really have something to look forward to for 2 whole days. Tim is in his office by 6:30 am Central Time. Start counting the minutes! rs7
Oh, sure. NOW, after having been trapped, you state, all of a sudden, that you have been there more than once. Too much RS7, you always seem to have an out, albeit, unprovable. And you want me to chase down your sources for these mythical trips? I suppose they know you as RS7. Give me a break. One question: From which consulate or embassy did you obtain your visa to travel to France?
Hey, you would think a rabid pitbull would be happy to have 3,200+ bones to sink it's slimy teeth into. Trapped? Unprovable? Mythical? Which consulate? Hey Max, how about one single answer from you????????? Where do you live???? And you want "proof"....well go chase down the sources. And then you will have your "proof"! Why don't you do a little legwork? Or must you just sit in your virtual world and try and debunk the entire real world as a myth? Get off your ass and find out something. Don't ask me. Ask someone who can give you answers you can't just deny as being truthful. What is the sense of asking me anything when you believe nothing I say? Stop wasting your time. Do something real. (I hope I am not being politically incorrect and that Max is not a quadriplegic and confined to his virtual world....if so, then I apologize). Peace to all, even Mad Max. He could use it more than most. rs7 PS: Max, I like the car theme you got going on. Riviera, Monte Carlo.....almost makes me think you have a sense of humor. Really funny stuff. You are killing me. My sides hurt from the laughter. Keep it up. I think you have found something worth devoting yourself to. Humor.... you could be the very next Andrew Dice Clay.
OK Max, I just took a picture of some cute kid on the beach. Then, lo and behold, my wife just happens to run into the same kid in Menton a few days later. It was an amazing coincidence. All these years later and I still can't get over it! Uhhh...let's see. An explanation is an "out" ...what can I say? You need proof of everything. But when I offer "proof" it is never sufficient. You love baiting me, clearly. But it is no less fun for me to see you make a fool of yourself than it is for you to try and amuse yourself by whatever it is called that you do. So enjoy. And I will try and someday track that little boy on the beach down and see whatever became of him. I wonder all the time. And of course, I still occasionally look at the postcard someone sent me with the view from the balcony of the Loews Hotel which was so obviously either taken by a professional photographer or a 4 year old. One or the other for sure. Either way, a magnificent work of art! I gave you a break....Try WSF Trading Inc. an Illinois Corporation. How much more specific information do you need? Look at a list of the officers. There were three. One of them had the initials RS. Get off your butt and dig up some information. It isn't like you haven't proven you don't have the time. Or the interest! Maybe it's time you found another victim to stalk. I must be boring you. I gave you more than enough information to research me quite thoroughly. Are you now bored with me? (I should get so lucky). You should be. There are no more secrets. Any effort will give you every bit of information you so desperately crave. If you could scour all the old posts, a few phone calls should be child's play for you. Have fun, and don't forget your medications. rs7
Trapped? Unprovable? Mythical? Which consulate? Hey Max, how about one single answer from you????????? Where do you live???? Hey, pal, I'm not the one on stage with the Allman Bros. or a POW in a "Hanoi Hilton" type of cage or a resident of Aspen or a trainer of 1,000's of traders or a biiiig shot trader in Monte Carlo. And you want "proof"....well go chase down the sources. And then you will have your "proof" Well, apparently you can't prove it yourself, yet you want to be taken as being sincere and truthful. Don't ask me. Ask someone who can give you answers you can't just deny as being truthful. Just deny? Please, you don't even know what the time difference is. What is the sense of asking me anything when you believe nothing I say? Exactly, you keep proving what you are not. See prior answer. I tried to give you a simple question, but you don't even know where you got your visa; sorry but that's pretty damn lame, man.
Tell me where you live, and I will tell you where I got the visa. Matter of fact, I have it right here, dated and all. I will scan it for you. Then you and the whole world can see it clear as day. Won't take but a few moments. Just tell me where you live.