I remember when I was going down to Mexico, my first trip was to Monterey.
I flew a prop plane down to Monterey and got jerked around a little bit. People took me to wrong places and then I told this one taxi driver I said I'm trying to hook up with some girls. He took me out to this club that was like a sex club.
He opened up this solid metal gate and then I went. I took about $2,500 with me that night and I spent it all by morning. Went in and I think young girls. I don't know how old, I didn't check their ID. They were beautiful. And I looked at my taxi driver and I said which one do you think I should get? Because it was all gorgeous. It was all spotless.
It was all really cute girls. I mean really cute.
There wasn't one of them you'd look at her and go oh no I don't want that one. I couldn't pick one. I think probably the going price for these girls was probably $50. But I told my taxi driver I acted really humble. I said do you think $200 would be okay? Why don't you pay? Okay?
That way he's going to pay the market price and he's going to keep the change and he's going to be real happy. And so if he's happy and the girls happy everybody's happy. So she and I would go into a room. Condoms you know. No kissing, no passing of bodily fluids. But uh... And there was a mirror on the wall. Okay?
And there was a lamp on the bed. Or on the nightstand next to the bed. A little twin bed. And there was a mirror on the wall. And I liked to fucking the dark. Sorry I do. I don't care how beautiful she is. Turn the lights off. And uh... I would turn the light off.
And all of a sudden there's a knock on the door. A bunch of Spanish. I don't speak no Spanish at this time. Turn the light back on.
I knew what they was yelling. Turn the light back on. That's good.
Fuck I didn't know. I didn't even figure this out until the next day or so. There was dudes on the other side of the fucking wall watching me fuck this girl.
They was on the other side of that mirror. Anyway, I had... I slept with seven girls in the club. I pounded seven girls in the club. Okay, and then the last one came to my room. She came to my motel about five in the morning. And I fucked her till checkout time.
Straight. I had little problems with stamina when I was younger. And uh... Then I went home. And I went back to a border town. And I used to go down there packing cash. You know, most white boys go down to the border towns.
They're scared to show they got 50 bucks. You know, but I wasn't worried. And uh... And uh... You know... I went down to this bar in this border town. With $8,000 rolled up in my pocket. And uh... Walked in wearing swimming trunks and a t-shirt.
Tennis shoes and tennis socks. And I would walk through the uh... Through the uh... They got the first doorway coming off the street. And then they got the little desk there. A little station there where they card people. But they don't do none of that shit down there.
Not in this club. And then they got the second doorway. And I would walk into the threshold of this doorway. And I would just stand there and spread my feet apart a little bit. Hang my arms down. I tilt my head back and let out the loudest rip roar in the scream you ever heard in your whole fucking life. Yee-hoo!
Loud! I don't want to do it now because I got lung damage from smoking. And I'll probably give myself a seizure. But I would let out a scream. See, I didn't know I was in a cartel bar.
I didn't know. The live band was diving behind the drum set. And uh... People were diving under the tables. Okay. And uh...
I just stand there looking stupid. And uh... The uh... The uh... Let me see if I can get this out of here. Nah, not yet.
Um... I would just look at the waiter. He's standing there staring at me like, What the hell is going on? And I would just raise up my arm. And stick out my pinky finger and my thumb and twist my wrist like, Hey, give me a drink. And uh... Later that night, With all this money in my pocket, This little tiny guy, He goes, Hey, Guero, you want to go for the ride? And I say, Yeah, let's go. And I end up in this big heavy metal car. I don't remember how I got there. From the moment I said, Yeah, let's go for a ride. Till the moment I'm in the back of that car, It was like a second. I don't remember it.
It was like I blacked out. And I'm in the back of this car, Slouching down in my swimming trunks. And uh... You know what?
Ha! I looked to my left, And there is the biggest damn gorilla on my left. I mean, he was big. And uh...
He was a big dude. And uh... I look over to my right, And I'll be damned if his twin brother ain't right there. Okay?
He right there. And uh... I look up front, The guy driving the car looks like Lurtz from the Addams family.
And uh... The guy on the right side up front, He looked kind of cool. He got tattoos. He said, Hello to me. He said, Hey, Guero, what you doing down here? I'm so all checking out the ladies, Having a few beers. Ah!
Nice. And he turned around looking at me, And uh... He said, Hey Guero, How you like to meet the blank black mafia? I said, Oh! I looked at my way, I was dressed, And I said, Maybe another day. And they drove me back to the bar, I went back in, drank some more beers, Thanks more girls, and I was on my way. And uh...
I was being invited by the most powerful mafia boss. Yup. And uh... I had this one enforcer used to walk around town with me. And he'd say, uh...
He'd ask me sometime, he'd say, Edward, Are you FBI? I'd say, I wouldn't laugh. I'd say, I don't think so. He'd say, Are you sure?
Pretty sure. Then later he'd ask me, Edward, do you want to meet the boss? And I would say, I swear to God, I would say, Not really. Let me tell you something, I was a small time criminal. I'm a totally straight man today. But I'm gonna tell you something, Being asked, do you want to meet the boss?
That is like a musician being asked, Do you want to meet Elvis Presley? Uh huh, yeah, that's what it's like. Um... Where'd my ratchet go, dang it? Where in the hell did... There it is.
Okay, um... So, he would ask me all these questions. I finally met the boss. I met the most powerful boss in that border region.
And I'm gonna tell you nothing about him, Other than to tell you, That this man had on a clone that smelled like power and death. I remember we sitting in that little cantina, And there weren't no customers in that bar. It was him and me, and that was it. And there was about 25 enforcers around us.
And you can bet there was a lot of guns in that room, But I couldn't see them. I remember when I was sitting there with the boss. The boss looked at me and said, Edward, there one thing for sure about you. And I said, what's that, sir? He said, you got balls. I said, well, thank you, sir. And he said, Edward, you're wasting your time with all this computer nonsense. He said, just do such and such for me, And I'll pay you.
I said, I appreciate that, sir. He also sent foreign forces to my house. I had a house rented down there. They came and knocked on my door. And they called me outside to the street. They told me, they said, the boss said, you can have kilos anywhere you want them.
Anywhere in the United States. And I said, that's all right. I could have been a big drug kingpin. Y'all, I could have said, hey, can you tell the boss I need somebody to help me? I could have had enforcers with the blessings of the most powerful boss.
I would have been a kingpin, sitting up in a glass palace. No bullshit. And, I didn't do it. But I'm gonna tell you something. I work real hard on this project.
And I listen to all these little bitches. Oh, you're making your images with AI. No the fuck I'm not. You can't read my shit and tell that I don't make this with AI.
What the fuck? I mean, somebody came in and said, you know, it's obvious your picture's real. And I wanna say thank you to that person. And then people wanna come in and you know what they say to me? They say, oh, you need to do it this way. Why don't you just do it that way? And why don't you do it this way? And why don't you do it that way?
Why don't you stream through this service or that service? Hey, hey, hey. You ain't telling me shit, people. You ain't telling me a fucking thing. You ain't telling me nothing. Nothing. Not a damn thing. I've given this stuff careful consideration. I'll tell you all that matters in this game. Watch the fucking trades. Watch the fucking trades.
Jesus, what in the hell?
You know, I appreciate if you jazz me a little. But all this bullshit. You know what? I wanna tell you something. If my trades lose, oh Jesus, they're gonna grind my balls into a powder, throw it off a fucking cliff. Don't you think that's a big enough punishment for me? Don't you think so?
Don't you think it's a big enough punishment if I waste 20 years of my fucking life and I don't succeed? You know, you wanna know why they jazzy me? They're trying unsuccessfully, I might add. They're trying to break my fucking balls. They're trying to break me down so that I will say, come on, man. Hey, come look at what I'm doing. Hey, give me your opinion.
Come look at my code, will you? That's what they want. That is exactly what they want. Okay? Jesus, I mean, you're not upsetting me.
I've been listening to these punk ass bitches for 20 fucking years. Okay? I remember one of the first trading forums I was in. I remember when I looked at the basic indicators, I was just kinda feeling bored one day.
I was busting my ass studying these numbers. And I made a comment in the forum. I said, hey, do these basic indicators work? Cause I already knew they don't.
I looked at them. I'm an API programmer. Shit, I programmed everything. Humidity sensors, dishwasher pumps, inclinometers in machine language, I've done it. And when thermometers, pressure sensors, I've programmed it. And when I look at these basic indicators, I'm like, wait, they all put out different values.
And if you put a different period value in it, it gives you an entirely different view of things. So anyway, I already know they don't work, okay? But these guys are stuck in a delusion. They're stuck in denial. Denial.
Okay? Denial. They are so hoping that they can figure out the magical period value to get that bullshit crap to work that they're just hoping that someone will give them the right number to plug into there.
But it ain't coming. Cause they're all moving averages. All you're doing is putting a different period value in it and getting a different moving average. And even if you're able to run a back test with the right period value for that period of the past, guess what?
It's gonna be a different period value to trade real time live. Geez. But try to explain that to them. You know what they do? They cancel my account. I asked them in that first forum that I got thrown out of, I said, hey, do these basic indicators work?
And someone came back in all caps and bold and said, yes they do, they work fine. And I gave it a couple minutes. Am I missing something here? You know, cause I've been a programmer for a minute already. Okay.
I came back and I said, hey, could you show me an example? Click, they canceled my forum account. I went to another forum and I didn't change my identity. And I just showed up. Hey, I'm working on a programming project.
How you guys doing? And they said, hey, aren't you the guy that just got thrown out of that other forum? I said, yeah, that was me.
I think it was a misunderstanding though. And click, my forum account got canceled. And now, every trading forum from here to fucking Coffee Beams, Louisiana, I am banned. Why? Because I won't show my code to these little fucking shit stain retards.
Jesus. But little bitches that don't even know how to code. Guys that can barely download a metatrade script. Oh, they get to stay. They get to stay. They get to do little programming jobs for people. Oh, not me, not me. Because I won't share with the moderator's buddies. I don't give a shit. You know what? It ain't about the battles that you lose. It's about winning the war. Do you understand me?
It's not about the little battles that you lose. It's about the war and winning the war. I'm going to cast my screen. I'm going to share my screen on Zoom. Okay? Okay?
Not everybody will be welcomed into this room. You know, there's a user named Await. And Await made a comment recently.
He said, living in Edwards Head for free. No, no you're not, bro.
See, Await thinks that he can talk his way to the top of this game. You can't. You, there's almost no magical recipe that'll get you to the top of the trading game.
Because pretty much everybody loses. And if you don't believe me, go to this exact forum we're on and you search for the word Forex. You're going to read, there was maybe five or six posts that were about Forex. For some reason the word Forex is in some other posts, but it's about currency, actually exchanging currency. Not about currency trading. But the ones that were about Forex trading, one was about a guy who said that he deposited $100 into an account and it took him about a month to lose it and he never bothered with it again. Another was about a guy who said, man, that shit is way too volatile.
Nobody can win at that game. Okay, so here I am, wasting 20 years of my life and right now, so far, for what, the last week? I did some pretty nice shit and I want to tell you something. It's real hard to go through one Martin Gale style grid and win.
It's real hard and I done did several. No to me. Hey, I love and hate everybody equally. You know, trading starts tomorrow at four o'clock, central time in the US, that's midnight, I think one didn't time. I'm going to be on the game. I'm ready. The markets are closed right now, but trades are open.
Try to act like an adult, thank you.
