Dearest Jackie. I have pickled all of my organs in Everclear for over fifty years, so everclearly I shall live forever. You, my beloved, on the other hand, have lived a virtuous life with as many lives as Muhammed, and are doomed to die. So here is my offer. To ensure your intellectual immortality, join me here in an exploration (not unlike a colonoscopy) of the nature of markets and of the telling behaviors of price and volume. Unlike the rest of ET, I know that you are a conjoined mind. All of you are rank pussies if you do not assept my unkind offer. C'mon! Five on one odds not gud enuf far ya? "And who would fardels bear..." As a newly minted radio operator, I say: "Jackie, this is Mikey, radio check, over." Voice protocol applies to any further communication. Capisce? Comprende? Comprenez?