and I give you Tuxan the troll. is it bugenhagen? Tuxan, a man with a smile so sly, would often go by names like Tony Sark, nine_ender, gwb_trading, Frederick_foresight or Cuddles on the sly. In truth, he had no interest in stocks or trades, but he’d flood the message boards with his hidden charades. Under different aliases, he'd post with flair, weaving lies and hatred into the digital air. His mission wasn’t profits, but rather to sway, spreading anti-American views day by day. No chart or ticker ever caught his eye, just planting ideas that would twist and deny. He'd spout far-left rhetoric with zeal, attempting to make every honest investor feel unreal. Like a shadow in the night, he'd lie and betray, his words like poison, leading minds astray. The stock market’s a place for truth to hold, but Tuxan’s deceit was growing bold. Under different names, he'd switch the track, always hiding his true face, never looking back. The market was his stage, where he'd cast his play, using the chaos to further his way.