The entire stock market is a psyop in my book.

That's why I don't invest. I simply cannot trust those fuzzy numbers getting read out to me by the same people who invest in those fuzzy numbers. Too much opportunity for fuckery.

It's all 1's and 0's. Nothing truly tangible, which bugs the crap out of me.

I'm investing in non-electric and electric hand and power tools. It's the only thing that is zombie-apocalypse proof. You can't buy a loaf of bread for a gold coin and get it's full value. No one has any idea what precious metal is worth anymore.

A box of nails, however? Yeah, I can figure what that's worth when we have to board up our windows to stop ANTIFA fags and BLM thugs from throwing bricks through them and need nails to batten down the hatches.

Yup. Stocks are a psyop and less reliable to get a return than gambling... I'm not a gambling man, and them odds always looked like a night getting bent over a barrel with no lube to me.