Thursday, December 15, 2011

The Road Ends the Same

It can be a stretch at times to meld molecular or biological themes into a financial post, but here I go again.

Convergent Evolution:
Convergent evolution describes the acquisition of the same biological trait in unrelated lineages.

For the visual example, class Aves has no real relation to class Mammalia yet we see this:
From the picture narrative:
These two distantly related predators share keen, night-time binocular vision,directional hearing (via mobile ears in the cat and asymmetric ear openings in the owl, sharp claws for prey capture, and
the ability to move silently.

It's the guy that does all his tests, gets all the certification. He has seen it all on the sell side and how to move it: the dot coms, the MBS, the IPO. Studied under a wonderful market operator. Maybe he turns his back on it, maybe it was too easy.

And the guy on the other end.

Seen all of the same, reversed. He has been busted 2 times in a decade. The information age has shown him how silly and careless he was. Real time quotes are at the finger and a broad base of information is readily available.

Time frames of "investing" go down. Everyone is a contrarian, but to whom? CNBC guests? When a new IPO gets rated as it should be, a "neutral", it is only because it is a known issue.

Convergent evolution says that through the same pressures diverse players can end up in the same place. I think this is something that needs more discussion.

Have a good night.


BC Laplante said...

Can I have the kitty, please?

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Jennifer Hillier said...

Your post reminds me of one of my favorite poems as a child, that seems ALL WRONG now that I'm an adult.

by Edward Lear

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'

Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

GawainsGhost said...

Well, I've always said that in the event of a nuclear war only two things will survive, cockroaches and Keith Richards.

Keith Richards once said that Mick Jagger could stand on a table in a bar and entertain the room.

So, for Friday Night Entertainment I recommend so good old Rolling Stones.

How about "Bitch"?

Or better yet "Dead Flowers."