They said I was the best. He has the golden touch. When everyone else is losing in the market, I made out like a bandit. I saw opportunity. Buy low, sell high. So buy I did. And I sold too. And made a little on each transaction. But when the buyers started to dry up, the projections didn’t look so good. If you want to keep people in the game, you have to show them they are making money.

Most people want to be thought of as special. Exclusive. I wanted to keep the title of Midas of the market. So I started a little fund that had a discriminating clientele. You had to bring a million, just to buy in. But the returns I promised were way beyond the S&P 500.

I never took money from anyone that couldn’t afford to lose it. And the profits were always churned back into the market. It was just paper, but paper with a lot of zeros on it. I still had the reputation of the magic touch.

But they forgot about the first rule of Wall Street. Bears make money and bulls make money, but pigs get eaten for breakfast.