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THE MIDWIT MANIFESTO The curse of existing in the middle part of the bell curve, at least in terms of trading and investing, is its utter inescapability - the fact that it is completely Sysiphean in nature. Ask a midwit to countertrade himself. He is unable to. He himself is a countertrade; he is doomed to make the wrong decision. He wants to go long and decides to short in an attempt to countertrade himself--the countertrade becomes the trade, he fails again. The rock rolls back down the hill. Repeat and repeat ad infinitum. Personally, as someone who resides in the midcurve nearly permanently; moments of brilliance are fleeting (impossible?) while moments of left-curve brashness are also impossible - by the time a mid curve considers aping, they are too late. If a midwit can stumble his way to a high-IQ cabal play, they are again too late. By nature, by destiny, the decision of a midwit is midwitted. The midwit wallows in his own mediocrity. He sullies his own decisions and the decisions of others -- do not share your opinion with one, shortly your good idea will become a mediocre one. He will inevitably buy tops and sell bottoms. The stench of mediocrity is unwashable. So accept it. Embrace it. Because ultimately mediocrity is superior to the high-IQ who fizzles out -- there are hundreds of examples of these men who flew far too close to the sun. I don’t have to name them. A midwits fate is ultimately one of happiness - one of contentment, the satisfaction of someone who resigned to the winds of fate. And those winds generally take a good man, a normal man, to a normal place, a good place. midwitio