Online Stock Trading

When remarking about this blog, elsewhere on the Internet, I often say that this is the thinking man’s portal to the world of investment. That summary indicates something important about what it is I am trying to do, namely, to address what I think is a neglected sphere of insight regarding the world of investment. At the same time neglected, I think this sphere is the overarching sphere. The “thinking” sphere as a sphere then, is neglected because it is often quickly bypassed by people who seek to get directly to what they are after not realizing that “thinking” first will benefit the entire rest of the journey. All sex without romance.

Those for whom thinking is the doorway taken to investing (versus say some dive through a side window straight to the living room) are those who will have everything in the house forever colored by their entrance. Diving through the window might be fun and exciting, but one might miss something important. One might break an arm.

But this post is really a post about coffee. Coffee? That’s right; put down the balance sheet and turn off Cramer’s Mad Money. Time for some Sumatra. While drinking coffee, whether in your favorite chair in the evening once much of the world around you has gone quiet, or while sitting at some quaint diner from the “old world”, what is more significant than the coffee in your hand, is what isn’t in your hand. No magazine to stare at, no TV remote begging for your finger’s attention, no radio animating your melon for you. It’s just you and your Java. For once and for all, finally, you can stop and think.

Suddenly it’s not the stimulant that’s so stimulating. This is coffee, your new found ally, hard at work on your behalf. It is your excuse to not be a modern frazzled man, at least for even just an hour or two. Pay back coffee’s efforts. Sit and ponder for a moment. Reflect on things. Actively think for a while. Be creative, imagine impossible things. Become in your thoughts, that which you could never be, had you not thought them through. Sift and savor.

Now you own yourself. For the time being, you are not a series of reactions to everything around you; to the contrary, you are something solid. Your actions are your own. Even if just briefly, it is in this sense that you have become a master over you. Now you are a thinking thing. You are the human thing of human things.

The next time you are unsure of choices to make, or you feel caught up in the tornado we call life, stop. Go get a coffee. Or brew some. And do it alone.

Your ally will already be waiting for you.