De temps en temps, I may post pithy (with a lisp) observations about how ET advertisers view us and how they approach us to get our binness. I was one bottle of Gloria into the morning, having made enough in one sweaty angst-filled 65 second trade to buy three, when the GFT Futures ad popped (pooped?) up. It features on the left side of the screen a beefy bare-chested Euro male with a puffed-out chest sucked-in stomach tight pants and an overdeveloped right arm. The implication? That ET traders are right-hand wankers and will relate warmly to the same in a broker, especially if there is a homoerotic undertone.