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Plague diaries, Day 334

Wednesday evening.

Aside from this day’s designation being aesthetically pleasing, it’s just another Wednesday, just another week, just another month, soon to be just another year of the pandemic… Sometimes I wonder just how much time I spent on this blog series. Other times, I’m kind of glad I’ve kept it going: it forces me to think and keep track of events, no matter how small. If not for this weird daily ritual, I think I would’ve lost track of time altogether, eh.

Today’s highlight on the news was the continuing coverage of Trump’s second impeachment trial. Apparently, they showed some never-before-seen videos of the mob storming the Capitol. I didn’t watch: I’m well aware how bad the whole thing was, how close it came to succeeding, and how low the odds of a senate conviction are. (It requires two-thirds of the senators to vote in favour, I believe. Some of those voting had been involved in the attempted coup’s incitement.) Meanwhile, there are sob stories from the domestic terrorists who got identified and caught: with the help of their lawyers, they’re releasing statements saying they’re very sorry and made a mistake. (Which ended up getting multiple people killed.) There’s a particularly strange article that claims most of the 1/06 domestic terrorists had financial problems in the past. Funny: I was broke for years at one point, and never did develop the urge to overthrow the government.

It’s a dumpster-fire. If Trump isn’t convicted, and he likely will not be, it’ll be an even bigger dumpster-fire. The footage of this unprecedented impeachment trial will fuel thousands of future dissertations, though, so there’s that. (Unprecedented in that there had never been another president who tried to overthrow his own government.)

Aaaaanyway… My online broker, Ally (hitherto TradeKing, hitherto Zecco) finally responded to me, somewhat, about their glitch two weeks ago. (All it took was 3.5 hours on the phone since last Friday!) They claim there was so much trading activity on that Gamestop Wednesday that they couldn’t submit all of it to their clearinghouse at the end of that business day. Because of that, they claim, so many things from that day got so messed up, including the cost basis of six investments I made with my Gamestop gains. It’s been two weeks, and nothing has been fixed. They’ve promised to try to fix it if I give them just two more weeks. That really is ridiculous… On the off chance you’re reading this and thinking of dipping your toes into the investing world – stay the hell away from Robinhood, Ally, and many others. This is just a shout into the void, I know, but still – feels good to vent a bit.

In covid news, the CDC has updated its official mask recommendation. Now they officially want people to wear double masks to ensure their face is as safe as possible. (I’m a trend-setting trailblazer! Heh.) Dr Fauci had been spotted wearing double masks in the past, even before this guidance came out. And to think, merely a year ago the official message was “masks don’t work, please don’t wear them” – with the hidden intent of tricking people so there’d be more masks available for the medical personnel. (Anti-maskers still whip that out when they get rhetorically cornered. Me, I just find the whole 180-degree turnaround to be darkly amusing.) I hope my new home, which has far fewer coup attempts, will adopt the same guidance: Canada is still at least six months away from mass vaccinations, so any preventative measure will help.

Stay safe, y’all.

Plague diaries, Day 333

Tuesday night.

I’m loving this Tropico game: it’s ridiculously complicated, especially considering it came out 20 or so years ago. There’s no expanded tutorial, no annoying-but-helpful pop-up boxes – it’s sink or swim. (Spoiler alert: you mostly sink.) My benevolent dictator guy has been overthrown, wiped out by hurricanes, defeated by his economic rivals on other islands, etc. The game’s cynicism is also helping me understand all the corruption references I’d previously only read about in textbooks. And now I can’t help but wonder if Fidel Castro stayed in power all those decades because he was some sort of logistical genius or because he was simply ridiculously lucky. (Or both?) In any case, the game is amazing, I can’t recommend it highly enough, and it’s amazing value for ~$10 it costs to download on Steam. It’s devilishly complex, and I’ve already spent two evenings trying to beat just one mission. (And there are at least 20 missions to choose from!) It also helps that the game has a great soundtrack. Go download Tropico-1 – you’ll enjoy it, eh.

My self-education with the online Red Cross course continues. Some of those things are just reminders of something I learned years ago. Others, though, are entirely new to me. I had no idea the “red crystal” was even a thing. (It was rolled out a few years ago, in addition to the red cross and the red crescent.) Part of the training also covers how to assist in childbirth. That is definitely not something they taught back in Seattle. Heh. Absorbing all those instructions on different scenarios, from poisoning to electrocution to stab wounds, I’m once again utterly floored by the fact that modern medicine is barely 170 years old, if that. Put two 85-year-olds back to back, and there you have it. Beyond that point, there be dragons. I can’t even imagine what advances humanity will come up with later this century, let alone later… I do know, though, that if I ended up trapped in time 500 or so years ago, just this basic first aid and CPR knowledge would probably make me a court wizard. (Germ theory of disease, just to pick one thing, is less than 200 years old. How weird is that?)

Today was the first day of Donald Trump’s second impeachment trial, at long last. (I’m not sure why Pelosi dragged her feet like that.) The attempted coup was just over a month ago now, and quite a few people in politics and in the media are trying to sweep it under the rug. After a lackluster performance by Trump’s backup lawyer (his original lawyers quit a few days ago), the senate voted and confirmed that it’s constitutional to hold an impeachment trial even after the term is over. Despite the win, 44 Republican senators voted against proceeding with the trial – that’s after their own boss tried to get an angry mob to kill their colleagues. I’m glad I’m in Canada…

In covid news, South Africa will not be using the AstraZeneca vaccine: it was found to be remarkably inefficient against the new and dominant South African strain. (Aka B.1.351.) A vaccine trial conducted in South Africa found the AstraZeneca vaccine to be less than 25% efficient. Other non-mRNA vaccines also tested poorly against the South African variant: 57% for the Johnson&Johnson vaccine and 49% for the Novavax one. No bueno… The two mRNA vaccines are supposed to be better against that variant, but I haven’t found anything concrete.

This will be a very strange year…

Plague diaries, Day 332

Monday night.

The CPR/first-aid training people got in touch today and said that it’s actually a two-day course, but the theory can be knocked out if I take an online class. It’s a bit tedious, but it’ll keep my potential exposure to fellow students from two days to just one. Huzzay, I guess?

Gamestop’s stock is pretty much in death throes at this point: it briefly jumped by 13.8% earlier today, only to close 5.9% down for the day, at measly $60 a share. It’ll likely keep circling the drain, which will make the redditors on r/wallstreetbets that much more desperate. The whole place is crawling with wild conspiracy theories about the coming short squeeze that will save them all. (A lot are in the red because they bought in early…) At this point, doing the exact opposite of their advice seems like the right thing to do. To that end, I bought a single put option (aka a bet that the stock price will go down) for Redfin (RDFN), which just hit its all-time-high of $89.29. It was trading for $9.63 less than a year ago, and I’m pretty sure it’ll come back down. (My put is for January 2022.) The spike in its valuation was at least partially fueled by people working from home (and from fun new locations) during the pandemic. Take away the pandemic and, well… It’ll be interesting to see if my small bet will be correct 11 months from now.

…for the record, I don’t mean to dunk on the wallstreetbets crowd. They ensured their place in financial history, and I’m much closer to early retirement because of them. I just think they’ve gotten a little carried away with rationalizing their choices after Gamestop’s stock price started falling. In honour of that subreddit, this week I’m eating chicken tenders (aka “tendies,” their favourite food), cooked to perfection in my awesome instapot. (Hey, at least it’ll make this week mildly more memorable.)

In covid news, New York’s governor Andrew Cuomo is trying to forge his own path in defiance of all the world-class experts available to help him. About a week ago, he announced that he’s lifting the restriction on large weddings. As of mid-March, New Yorkers will be allowed to have weddings of up to 150 people, or up to 50% of the venue, whichever is smaller. His strange guidance relies on having people test themselves for covid before the wedding: that’s not something one can really enforce, and when you account for false negatives that will sneak in… No one is quite sure why he’s doing that: there is no political capital in appeasing a few Bridezillas, and creating new covid super-clusters when New York is just months away from vaccinating everyone is, well, suicidal. I know I dunked an awful lot on Trump’s many covid-related failures over the past 11 months, but this case just shows that stupidity is universal. Cuomo won’t be able to do nearly as much damage as Trump did, but certainly not for lack of trying.

Good night, y’all, and stay away from those weddings, eh?

Plague diaries, Day 331

Sunday night.

I tried and tried, but I just couldn’t get into that Vicious book (by V.E.Schwab) I mentioned a week or two ago. I stopped at the 53% mark. The first chapter was excellent, but the rest felt like a by-the-numbers drawing exercise to get from there to the end point, whatever it might be. As a connoisseur of supervillain fiction, I demand better villains, not an emotionally stunted guy obsessed with revenge or a mildly religious guy who becomes a mass-murdering zealot overnight. Meh. There are better ways to write bad guys.

In other procrastination news, after giving Stardew Valley about 101 hours of my life, I feel like I’ve achieved almost everything that game has to offer. My little farmer guy has a prosperous farm that’s routinely harvested by weird magic creatures. A family with a robot-tinkering wife and two creepy kiddos. A magic staff to teleport back and forth as needed… There just doesn’t seem to be much of a point to continue with that.

New distraction: my giant archive of Steam video games that I’ve downloaded over the years but never quite played. (I’m really tapping into the reserves here, eh.) The original Tropico game came out 20 years ago, and the graphics look quite dated by now, but the humour is still there, as is the challenging gameplay. It’s a construction/management simulator where you play as a third-world dictator with your own little island. It’s set in the 1950s and bears more than a passing resemblance to Cuba. Heh. It was a fine way to fast-forward through the evening, and that game alone has at least two weeks’ worth of missions to play through. I believe I got it for $5 or so. Talk about great bang for your buck!

In covid news, I’m about to take a huge risk. The local search&rescue group I mentioned earlier, OVERT, requires all applicants to have a valid First Aid/CPR certificate. Mine expired over a year ago. Six days from now, on Saturday, I’ll take a day-long course on that topic. The course itself isn’t challenging, but I’ll be surrounded by dozens of living, breathing people. The sign-up form has the standard “code of honour” disclaimer asking people to avoid coming in if they have symptoms, or might have been exposed to someone with symptoms, etc. I hope everyone that applies to will do so. And yet the risk remains… Aside from xgf’s socially distanced outdoor birthday party in August, where only five people attended, this will be my first social event of any kind in about six months. It’s a calculated risk: if I get through the class without getting sick (and it’s unclear how many people will be there: could be five, could be 50), I’ll be able to join the local rescue group. That’ll make this doomed year a whole lot more enjoyable.

One risky day in exchange for a chance to be a good guy once again and do something objectively good after almost a year of hiding out. (Which is all the good a regular person can do when a highly contagious virus is making its rounds.)

Should be fun.

Plague diaries, Day 330

Saturday night.

I dreamed I was a kid in school again, and that I’d lost my mask. There were no spares: by the time I went home and back to school, I missed several classes, and that was a big deal. That sounds like a not particularly subtle reminder from my subconscious that losing over a year of my life to this pandemic is no bueno.

It’s still below freezing outside, and there’s no sun. No point in wandering about parks when it’s both gloomy and cold enough to make it uncomfortable, so this weekend’s big excursion (if only to keep the car battery alive) was to a different grocery store a mile away. Exciting, I know. It’s wild to see hermetically sealed baby carriages pushed by protective parents… A few years down the road, we’ll find out if little kids got affected at all by seeing so few faces during the first year of their life.

I spotted a homeless-looking man who digs through this building’s recycling bins in the backyard and picks out the beer cans and glass bottles. It’s not just him: there’s an entire urban ecosystem, with people scavenging for recycling materials. I hadn’t quite been aware of that when I got so excited about the recycling idea a couple of weeks ago. In light of what I know now, taking and capitalizing on things that could’ve gone to someone in actual need (as opposed to a very early midlife crisis) would be downright unethical. Well, that, and I don’t want to get shanked in a hobo knife-fight. (That is not a good way to go.) And besides… A few days ago, during a lunchtime walk, I spotted an actual stove left on the sidewalk, free for the taking. There it was: a large kitchen appliances, all metal and chrome, just waiting to be disassembled and recycled. (Or fixed and resold, I suppose.) It kind of felt like the universe was mocking me: giving the single biggest piece of metal one can find in one’s home and asking, “Well, what now?” There was nothing I could’ve done with it even if I wanted to. It was gone the next day, scavenged and recycled by someone who does that out of necessity, not out of lockdown-induced boredom.

My hair has gotten long enough that it conceals my ears.e

In covid news, yesterday the US senate passed a budget resolution for the $1.9 trillion covid stimulus package. (That’s a lot of dollars, y’all.) It would include things like grants for restaurants, as well as $1,400 checks (not the promised $2,000) that would go only to those whose pre-pandemic income was sufficiently low. The exact threshold hasn’t been agreed upon, but just the very fact that it’s being discussed… It’s madness. Even if someone were making $100,000 before the pandemic, if they lost their job they’d also be pretty broke and desperate for cash by now. The next election is still 21 whole months away: if Democrats actually fought for those promised $2,000 checks (monthly, not a one-off), that wouldn’t have hurt their re-election chances almost two years from now. It’s almost as if they’re trying hard to appear all conservative and frugal to avoid angering their Republican counterparts. (The same counterparts who helped set off the attempted coup and tried to get them all killed almost a month ago.) Ho hum. And for posterity’s sake, I just want to note that all 50 Republican senators voted against the covid resolution. The 50-50 tie had to be broken by vice president Harris.

In other news, it’s Superbowl tomorrow. It’ll be held live, but with a smaller crowd than usual: there’ll be 7,500 vaccinated healthcare workers who will attend for free, and 14,500 fans who paid for their tickets. There’s a fun legalese clause called “Fan Health Promise.” It amounts to fans promising that if they have any symptoms or if they’ve interacted with any covid-positive people in the last 14 days, they wouldn’t attend. Knowing human nature and how much people love their football, I doubt a lot of people would actually stay home under those circumstances… With that clause and other legalese in place, the NFL officially refuses to accept any responsibility if any of the fans get sick. That could potentially result in a huge case cluster, yes, but the bigger question is how many new clusters will appear after the inevitable Superbowl parties people will host for their friends… That’s how one of my coworkers caught covid – after watching a football game at his neighbour’s place. (Let’s be serious: no one will wear masks or abstain from drinking/eating at a Superbowl party.) Imagine the same thing, but in several million households… With luck, there won’t be a spike in cases, but luck has been quite unreliable of late.

Stay safe, y’all.

Plague diaries, Day 329

Friday night.

I find it funny how many Friday nights I’d stay home, just enjoying some alone time, and how much I want to go out and party it up now that the option is not available. Some think there’ll be a huge economic boom from all the pent-up demand when everyone finally gets vaccinated – whenever that may be.

Meme stonks took a break from being slaughtered and had a mostly fine day. Gamestop jumped from $51 to $95 before settling on $63.77. Heh. Perfectly normal behavior, eh? If and when it finally returns to its previous sub-$20 level, I’ll buy exactly one share, and ask my broker to send me a paper stock certificate thingy (whatever it’s officially called) that I can frame and hang on the wall. I want to look at it every day and laugh at the sheer randomness of that ridiculous week. (And yes, I recognize that luck was definitely a factor in my money-making trade. It always is.) Meanwhile, I decided to do a small experiment with stock options: I tried it once about four years ago, and I never lost so much money so quickly. Heh. I bought one small call for Blackberry for January 2022, with a $12.50 strike price, and it’s already gone up in price by 26% in the last 24 hours. It’ll go even higher if Blackberry’s price goes up. Just a small side-bet…

It still blows my mind how successful this investing hobby of mine has been. My hand-picked little portfolio has gone up by 164.5% since May. So wild. Combined with the pandemic, this makes my reality feel ever more surreal: two incredibly unlikely developments transpiring at the same time, side by side. How weird is that?

I plan to spend this weekend reading everything I can find online by Michael Burry (the guy behind the Big Short) and a fellow who goes by DeepFuckingValue on Reddit (aka TheRoaringKitty on Twitter). His name is Keith Gill, and just like Burry, he’d recognized Gamestop’s potential months ago, when everyone else thought it was a joke. (One could say that Gill was the prime mover for the Gamestop saga. Then again, if not him, it would’ve been someone else. The target was simply too big.) I want to learn how exactly they saw all that using nothing more than publicly available information. The two of them were the only ones to recognize the stock’s potential. (Efficient Market Hypothesis is a lie, kids.) I want to understand how their brains work – not unlike Sylar from the TV show Heroes, but mildly less creepy. I figure setting myself little weekend research projects on varying subjects (since it’s still below freezing outside) will help keep things interesting. Who knows, I might actually learn a thing or two, eh?

In covid news, the Biden administration is ramping up the vaccination campaign: the goal is to set up 100 mass vaccination centers around the US, and get up to 10,000 troops to assist. It’s remarkable what can be done when a baseline-competent person is in charge… Also pretty remarkable how many options a country can have when they have their own Pfizer factory. Must be nice. Here in Canada, there are still more delays. The exact numbers are unclear, but it sure looks like Moderna will send fewer vaccines than expected in the coming weeks. What’s worse is that this time there isn’t even any explanation from their side. Justin Trudeau keeps assuring everyone that all shall be well, that all the vaccines for this quarter will arrive by the end of March. It’s not like he has any other choice, though: put on a happy face and smile and nod. There’s nothing he himself can do: you can’t exactly bribe or threaten European companies with maple syrup and cute animals. Just gotta sit back and wait… Waiting isn’t even the hardest part. Not knowing is.

There are passionate debates about vaccine delays and timelines on social media. No one knows anything, so naturally we speculate on everything. (Gotta have a hobby.) I’ve made two bets with random online strangers: a $100 bet with one who thinks the phase 3 (aka free-for-all) vaccination will begin in June; a $20 bet with one who thinks it’ll begin in August. The loser(s) will donate the money to the homeless: there’s no way to enforce it, so it’s just virtual funny-money, but it’ll be interesting to get that automated reminder a few months from now and check to see how much has changed. As always, I would love nothing more than to be proven wrong…

Good night, y’all. I hope your weekend is fun and free of covid.

Plague diaries, Day 328

Thursday night.

I think the meme-stonk saga is officially over. Today, Gamestop crashed by 42%, and then fell by 8% on top of that in the afterhours, down at $49 a share. When I first saw it, on Friday 1/22, it closed at $65: it’s come full circle. It’s been less than two weeks, and so much changed in that short timeframe… On the r/wallstreetbets subreddit, people are starting to post the suicide hotline number more and more often as their fellow redditors write that they’ve lost everything. Some had invested their entire bank accounts, or their entire retirement fund, or even took out a loan specifically to get rich quick on Gamestop. It’s terrifying.

I still think a huge share of the blame belongs to Robinhood: if that shoddy trading platform had been more stable, they wouldn’t have run out of funds, and wouldn’t have triggered a massive selloff exactly a week ago when they literally disabled the “buy” button. At the same time, though… Most of this Gamestop saga took place in the US. When your government sends out a single $2,000 check in April 2020, and then refuses to do anything else and finally, ever so graciously, sends a $600 check in January, what else is there left to do but jump at a desperate “get rich quick” scheme promoted in the news? By starving its own people, the United States had ensured that some perfect storm, some tulip mania – call it whatever you want – would eventually take place. Gamestop just happened to be the spark that started the inevitable wildfire. And unless more aid is coming, there will be more desperate financial shenanigans to come. Even those mythical responsible citizens who had saved six months of living expenses would’ve gone broke by now if they’d lost their jobs in March.

When you have almost nothing left, you’re game for anything.

The gloom and doom on wallstreetbets (that is, when they’re not encouraging each other with increasingly wilder what-if scenarios) reminds me of the subreddit for oil and gas workers a year ago, when oil futures became negative for the first time ever. They literally couldn’t pay people to take oil off their hands, and a whole lot of folks in that sector lost everything. That was the only other time I saw a suicide hotline number being shared around. None of this had to happen. All of this was avoidable.

In other news… Today is February 4th. If not for the pandemic, today would’ve been the day I would’ve received my Canadian permanent residency. The final application was submitted exactly six months ago, and that’s their standard processing period. Because of the pandemic, they’ve probably got a huge backlog of cases and applications to process. Like many other things right now, this also got delayed… It’s unclear whether I’ll get my PR weeks or months from now. Presumably soon. I have a hunch that it’ll happen later this month, so I suppose we’ll see. There’s absolutely nothing I can do to affect the outcome or speed them up, so it’s more wu wei – action through inaction, a beautiful Taoist concept.

I got some mighty good news at work, or at least I was told there’s a 98% chance the mighty good prediction will pan out. I should know (and be able to share) more in the next few weeks. Here and now, I’ve decided to celebrate with an unscheduled Tim Hortons lunch. It’s laughable that with all the death and self-induced gambling bankruptcies and military coups around the world, my biggest fear was when I realized I’d dropped my credit card and rushed back to pick it up. (It was still there.) That just highlights once more how insulated and, well, privileged my life is.

In covid news, there’s a video that’s going viral. (No terrible pun intended.) It shows a grocery store in Florida, with dozens of customers and cashiers who are mostly maskless, chatting and laughing up close as if the pandemic had never happened. A lot of the customers in that video are elderly. Before the plague, it would’ve been a perfectly unremarkable video: now, it looks horrifying – or at the very least anxiety-inducing. The store’s owner had posted a sign at the entrance that said people without masks will be assumed to have a valid medical condition and will not be questioned – or forced to mask up. The store’s owner also said the pandemic is “hogwash” and shared a lot of other bizarre views when he got interviewed. Promoting your business by luring anti-maskers and helping spread the virus (after you charge them for their purchase, that is) is a very unusual business model. This being Florida, I doubt the local authorities will do anything about it – but just like always, I’d love it if I’m proven wrong. (But if there are no consequences, how many other store owners around the world will get inspired to do the same?)

Good night, y’all.

Plague diaries, Day 327

Wednesday… night? Evening? If the sun hadn’t set at 5:32pm today and if it hadn’t been so dark outside, this would’ve been evening on my personal scale. Let’s go with evenight, then, eh?

I ventured outside today despite the cold, because of the sun… A splendid lunch-time walk around the block. A giant boat, concealed under the tarp, was lurking in the alleyway next door. A neighbour with a fancy Porsche. A kindergarten squad on their patrol.

In the meme stonk world, everything went up for the day, though not a whole lot. A good day overall for most of my investments. It blows my mind to see that my hoard can go up by more money in one day than I would’ve earned in an entire year working part-time as a college student. Not for the first time, I can’t help but wonder what strange new level I’ve unlocked at last, what else awaits me just around the corner…

Today was spent mostly jumping from call to call at work, but also laughing hysterically at this tweet and the conversation it inspired. If digital decay devoured it by the time you’ve read this blog: it was a juxtaposition of a girl who tweeted that her college boyfriend had modeled his entire persona on Ryan Gosling’s character in the amazing move “Drive”; the other tweet was a guy’s confession that he adopted his entire personality from Ryan Gosling’s character in that movie, got a girlfriend at a local diner, and kept up that charade for over four years. If those two were talking about one another, then that is comedy gold. (And also a lot of commitment to the bit!) I watched Drive ages ago, and loved it, but never quite had the urge to impersonate the protagonist… If I blog about trading in my Kia for an old Mustang, you’ll know what happened. Heh.

With all the fancy new covid variants showing up in Canada, some experts recommend double-masking just to be on the safe side. KN-95 masks are just about impossible to find right now: not on Amazon and definitely not at local pharmacies. Whenever I venture outside, whether to walk or to shop, I put on a 3-ply cotton mask and cover it with a regular filter cloth mask on top. Gotta stack those odds, eh? (Can you tell I spent 10 years of my life in Nevada?)

In covid news, the official Canadian covid timeline is starting to unravel… All the delays have caused Ontario to miss its self-imposed deadline. The original plan was to administer first shots to folks in high-risk retirement homes and Native American (or First Nations, as they’re called in Canada) elder care folks by February 5th. It’s been moved to February 10th now. Five days may not seem like a lot, but it’s the canary in the coal mine, the first sign of a big disruption. I suspect we’ll see more shifting deadlines. I have this intuition that Canada’s official goal for phase-3 vaccination rollout (literally anyone who wants one) will be shifted from August-September to later in the year – and news stories like this one sure as hell don’t help dissuade me. As always, I just hope I’m wrong. As usual, I probably won’t be.

Good night, y’al.

Plague diaries, Day 326

Tuesday night.

The battle of meme stonks continues. Today, in combination with alarmist media coverage, continued (though improving) limits on buying, and synchronized sell-offs (likely algorithms, possibly short ladders, maybe both), Gamestop fell by exactly 60%, as did other hyped-up stocks. Looks like I made the right decision to sell and take my profits six days ago. (I had some serious doubts, but my innate cynicism won in the end. Huzzay!) Those who joined the party late and invested the money they didn’t have… Well, the so-called “loss porn” stories are already coming in. Washington Post already ran an article about someone who lost $400,000 of unrealized profits. Incidentally, the article makes no mentions of trading limits that cut off the oxygen supply last Thursday. Heh.

And now… I took the opportunity to average down for my Blackberry position: they have a very bright future ahead of them. It’s unclear whether the meme stonks (BANG: BB, AMC, NOK, and GME) will recover. Incidentally, the highly-pumped SLV ETF I mentioned yesterday fell by 8.3% today: as pump-and-dumps schemes go, that one was very short-lived. (And of course the newbies who lost money on it will blame the r/wallstreetbets community. What a perfect setup, eh.) One silver lining of that mushroom cloud was that we collectively managed to – hopefully – bring down an entire hedge fund. It might have been a relatively small one, but still – we shot an elephant with a slingshot. A T-Rex would’ve been more impressive, sure, but most people never even get close to getting an elephant. Netflix has already announced that they’ve started working on a movie about this whole saga. Entertainment aside, there’ll be decades of research and thousands of PhDs about this entire Gamestop affair. I can’t wait to read them all – after I find my next great investment, that is.

Made a new friend today: a rare treat, a voice chat with a new person in my life. At work, someone on the investing-related mailing list finally noticed my references to lean-FIRE. (Financial Independence, Retire Early; the “lean” part means a cheap lifestyle in retirement.) Just had a 40-minute conversation with her, and it felt great to bounce ideas off a fellow young person passionate about leaving the rat race. Her approach deals with options, not stocks, and her plans for 300% annual growth are a little far out, but kudos for the huge ambition. Alas, since she’s in Chicago, there won’t be any quarantine coffee plans, but still… This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Just a few hours ago, Jeff Bezos announced that he’ll be stepping down as Amazon’s CEO in the third quarter. He’ll still be the executive chair and play part in key decisions, but he’ll be able to spend most of his time and energy on other things. I can’t wait to see what he’ll do with his Blue Origin company. In the end, the space race may come down to a race between Bezos and Musk (whose prototype rocket just blew up earlier today) – like with many other innovations, progress in this venture will come from a dick-measuring contest. Anyway, Bezos has spent 27 years of his life building up Amazon from a small start-up (he did have seed money; it wasn’t a cardboard box enterprise) to a behemoth with $119.7 billion in quarterly sales. I was seven years old when Amazon was created… The idea of an enterprise that consumes 27 years of one’s life is unimaginable to me. This will be an interesting year.

In covid news, this is really interesting. A new study by the University of California, San Francisco has found that line cooks are the most likely occupation to die of covid. Their mortality risk has gone up by 60% during the pandemic. The four runner-up occupations are line workers in warehouses, agricultural workers, bakers, and construction workers. That’s so very counterintuitive (you’d think it’d be nurses, wouldn’t you?) but it makes sense in retrospect, and also goes some way toward explaining why the death toll, at least in the US, had such disproportionately high minority representation. I’ll be very curious to see if this study’s findings will be used to reshuffle the vaccination order for critical population, to make the distribution more equitable. (As a 34-year-old hermit who works from home, I’ll be the very last one to get it, I know.) They probably won’t be, but here is hoping, eh?

Buenas noches, mis amigos.

Plague diaries, Day 325

Monday night.

Someone hung Christmas lights on the building across the street from my window. That makes keeping track of time ever more confusing, the mind immediately thinking that somehow it’s still December whenever I look outside. They are pretty, though.

Myanmar’s military has just deposed its civilian government. The new rulers have declared a year-long state of emergency, though those things never go away quite so fast or easily. I know very little of Myanmar, and I won’t even pretend to speculate on anything. All I know is that it’s got 54 million people – 50% more than in Canada – whose lives got turned upside down. These things generally go from bad to worse: once the military coup genie is out of the bottle, it becomes an acceptable tactic going forward, a legitimized way of seizing power. I hope this time, against all odds, the world’s community will intervene and undo the damage. (All the same, I wouldn’t put any money on that bet.)

And here and now, in snowy Toronto, in my Studio of Solitude, I’m trying to keep myself entertained with some very light online clothes shopping ($60 won’t make or break me) and buying a $10 ebook bundle from Humble Bundle. This one is yet another collection of the Make magazine’s collected articles, and the “Edible Inventions: Cooking Hacks and Yummy Recipes” ebook seems like fun. Even if my cooking options are limited to just my instapot at the moment (I don’t want to risk a huge fine if I set off the fire alarm by frying stuff), it’ll still be great to learn about the biochemistry of it all, as well as some fun new tricks. I enjoy the science-pop (as opposed to pop-science) books that don’t overload you with cute stories or historical trivia, but provide an engaging, if watered-down, explanation for how stuff works. The $10 I spent on that will get me many hours of entertainment – and as an added bonus, I’ll almost certainly learn something useful. As the bang-for-buck ratio goes, that’s way better than spending $20 to see a 2-hour movie.

Online, the r/wallstreetbets subreddit has become a battleground. Some of the smarter hedge funds figured out that they can easily hijack the message. Over the weekend, there was what appears to be a coordinated troll-farm campaign, with multiple suspicious accounts (either brand new or long-dormant) posting long diatribes describing why SLV, a silver-based ETF, was the greatest thing since sliced bread. All those threads got showered with shiny virtual flair (awards that redditors buy for each other) to draw people’s attention. It may have worked: today, SLV went up by 7% while GME (Gamestop) fell by 31%, and by additional 16% in the afterhours, ending at $190 per share. Everyone – absolutely everyone – in the media immediately started claiming that wallstreetbets is fully behind SLV now, and has abandoned GME. It’s uncanny to watch the exat same message propagated by every talking head, on every outlet, even as the subreddit’s regulars post threads pointing out that no, they’re not, in fact, behind this. SLV is partially owned by the same hedge funds that had shorted Gamestop…

It’s a beautiful propaganda campaign in its own way. The 6 million newsbies who joined wallstreetbets last week don’t know any better: between the shiny promoted threads and the ongoing trading limits on Gamestop, it’s no wonder its price fell so much. If they keep that up for just a few more days, that’ll be it. Conversely, if Robinhood and others finally remove the trading restrictions, the increased volume could drive the price higher. Robinhood’s CEO, Vlad Tenev, will testify in Congress on February 18th, so maybe he’ll try to play nice and lift the limits – or maybe he’s too far gone to care. My sole concern is that all the regular people, those who know nothing about investing and flew to that subreddit over the past few days, might end up risking the money they don’t have on things they don’t understand – and lose it all. They’re all adults, and responsible for their own decisions, but still… Manipulation is manipulation.

In covid news, Toronto just had a massive covid outbreak at meat processing facility. Of the 78 confirmed cases, at least two had the new and more contagious B117 variant. This was the first workplace outbreak in Toronto to feature this new strain: those workers had no travel history, which means it’s already here, spreading through the community. February is not off to the best start here – even the plain old covid strain ended up shutting down the entire city. If this new version really is that much more contagious… Things will get bad. Remains to be seen, I suppose, just like everything else.

In much better covid news, Biden’s administration has awarded $230 million to an Australian-based company that manufactures highly reliable and fast at-home covid tests. Evidently, Ellume’s test kits are 95% accurate, take just 15 minutes, and cost only $30 each. That’s huge if true. In 2020, just about every test kit available on the market was either over $100, or not very accurate, or required several days to process, or all of the above. Had something like that been available at the time, a lot of things would’ve turned out differently – but it’s here now (“here” being the US), and that’s great news. Ellume will produce 19 million kits per month, of which 8.5 million will go to the US government. That’s not nearly enough for the entire world, but that’s a damn good step in the right direction.

Good night, y’all.