Weekend Reflection: The Video Game Never Stops
My daughter can’t put down Roblox. Eight hours a day if I let her. I had to take her phone away last week. She’s 12. The dopamine hit is real. The addiction is real. And watching this market the past six months? I get it now. Every single weekday morning, I wake up knowing exactly what I’ll see. Tech up and financials up. Or financials up enough to prop everything else. Or commodities and crypto doing their thing. One of those three. Like clockwork. It feels like a video game. It looks like a video game. It smells like a video game. The algos rush in. Zero DTE calls make everything cheap and affordable. People think they’re playing Grand Theft Auto with real money. Buy the same stocks. Don’t care what they’re worth. The narrative says they go up. Try to find a down week on the S&P. You’ll find