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Basically what that means is he had a bunch of stock, sold it at the high price, tweeted this shit, prices dropped, and he rebought his stock back at the low price. When prices increase again, he can do the same shit all over again.
Executives do this all the time. Not necessarily through tweets, but if they have insider information that the stock’s about to drop, they’ll do this. Tell everyone who has shares (usually employees) not to sell because the price will go up, secretly sell all of yours over the weekend, and then on Monday, crash the stock, and buy again at the low price while all your employees lose the entire value.
This wasn’t Elon Musk fucking around and being an idiot. This was the calculated move of an executive looking to make more cash and score a slightly higher score of riches.
do you ever wonder why stephanie meyer had the cullens live in a small town to preserve their “anonymity?” has she ever been to a small town??? small town people got nothing to do all day, other than to gossip and think about those weird people that live in the forest. if anything, they’re getting the opposite of anonymity. you want real anonymity? live in a big city. you could live next to someone for 5 years and never even learn their name. they’re up all night? they’re beautiful, looks like they had some crazy good plastic surgery? you never see them go outside? somehow hella fuckin rich? yeah. That’s LA
back before i got tumblr and was just enjoying the famous screenhotted posts via instagram, i used to think the posts from @one-time-i-dreamt were all made by the owner and that she just had some wild ass dreams every night
one-time-i-dreamt, waking from her slumber in a small chamber clouded with the smoky haze of burned incense having just endured a dream so bonkers it prompted Hypnos himself to wake her for the fifth time this evening: *sweating* i gotta tell tumblr
Actually, I am kept in a sleep-induced state at all times and the Matrix posts my dreams here.
Is that why you look like a default sim?
Yes
Your fucking finger??????? What’s wrong with it?????? Your piNKY BRO!!!!!!!
I think that’s one of my more “normal” fingers TBH!
BRO WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUR PALM
Forgot to mention that the first photo of my hands is from the time Ragnar had a tummy ache so I was baking him squash and couldn’t get the goo off my hands before it dried like that and had a hard time cleaning it because squash is a nightmare to remove from your hands
Ok so there’s these tidal islands in Northern Germany that are connected by little tiny trains that you have to drive yourself, which is already delightfully ghibli-esque.
But then I found out UNTIL THE 196OS, THE TRAINS HAD LITTLE SAILS AND WERE WIND-POWERED?
THAT’S THE MOST GHIBLI THING TO EVER EXIST ON THIS PLANET, BRING IT BACK YOU MONSTERS.
Listen I have learned English as a second language for 20+ years and my brain still aborts when I see that word
That word’s at least partly French, right?
French is my second language and english is my third. I can assure you that word can only fucking come from like the Necronomicon or something like that bc you won’t find anything so cursed even in french
English is my first language and I still hate that goddamn word.
Yacht is a mangled version of Jaghte, from Dutch, where it indicated a fast ship for hunting pirates. In English, it turned into a fast pleasure ship.
I guess the lesson here is, ‘if something’s too cursed to be French, then it’s probably Dutch’ and I fully support that.