The stock is abandoned to a relentless tumble falling of its own weight bereft of any reasonable fundamentals.
The earnings reoprts, balance sheet and income statement all inspire a recoiling shudder. The real battle is carried on at the cost of goods sold line. Then the hapless investor is only left to be chilled and numbed by the SG&A and R&D figures that slosh the entire scene in a sickening red.
Holders and sellers are increasingly sickened by the prospects going forward evidenced by new lows on the chart that stretch back years.
New entrants seem to be akin to berzerkers entering a battle relying on their skill of illiteracy rallying around the single word, superconductor.
Our target of 64cents has taken on new meaning this week as the increasingly crushed longs mutter the battle cry: Short Squeeze, Short Squeeze, Short Squeeze, only to be left in the smoldering ruins of new lows and so it goes, it was your money.
You ramble on, changing persona from chart expert to forensic accountant to really bad cowboy poet.
Your #$%$ could be written by a single page of code, except for the one thing that always comes across as genuine ... your toxic on-line personality and the even more toxic real-life personality that would choose to act this way.
I'd love to be in the audience when your kid brings you to career day. Except you'd just lie, like you do every day.