A bad day at work

 
After two or three days of lazying off, I lost the work rhythm and have difficulties running again on the rails. I wake up too early or too late and am unable to get work done. I have a meeting next Sunday in Emek Hefer Industrial Zone and I have to arrive with the plans. We have been working on this 2000 square meters thingie since January 2021,  the owner made dozens of changes and I made dozens of different updating. I spent the whole day trying to make an order and now, at 22.00 I am giving up. 

We have a serious family issue, my wife is trying to get appointments in hospital laboratories, but they are busy till September, and we cannot wait, so in the end, we may have to pay a lot for private care. I am going to bed with these worries. 

P.S.: Woke up at 2 AM and ate half a melon. I had an erection and masturbation. Being a very old man, I am a bit surprised. The closeness of young milfs in the supermarket upsets my hormonal balance.

A good day at the Bourse

 

Symbol	Last Price	Change	% Change
ICL.TA ICL Group Ltd	2,075.00	+29.00	+1.42%
ZIM ZIM Integrated Shipping Services Ltd.	12.80	+0.41	+3.31%
^IXIC NASDAQ Composite	13,816.77	+28.85	+0.21%
KEN Kenon Holdings Ltd.	23.39	+0.16	+0.69%

 

The main stocks in my portfolio changed direction and are rising. 

Maybe we are starting to regain height

Today's TASE and NASDAQ markets show an advance in the two or three stocks I am invested in. ZIM received BUY recommendations from several analysts. Only yesterday they announced ZIM's funeral. 

In Argentina, Rogelio Frigerio is the candidate for the government of Entre Rios province. The Rogelio I knew was a Marxist ideologist allied to President Arturo Frondizi. It appears he had purchased an estancia in the province. So much for his "desarrollismo" - a long-forgotten ideology proposing accelerated, Stalinist-style industrialization of the country. The man ended up as a landowner. The current Rogelio is his grandkid, a born landed aristocrat, a conservative estanciero. I am so old that am able to notice history's irony. 

Why are we left behind?

 
From Yahoo: All three major stock benchmarks logged strong performances for both the year's second quarter and first half. The Nasdaq is up more than 30% since the start of the year, according to Yahoo Finance data. That represented its best first half of the year since 1983, according to data from Bespoke Investment.

TASE on the other hand has lost height. The Americans are leaving us far behind. The god of the Americans is stronger than our god. Why? It goes against reason and sense. It is this bitter demon Ehud Barak who is spoiling our mazal. 

The Potash Industry

 

It is difficult to understand why the Israeli producer ICL (green line) has been losing value all this year n comparison with its competitors. I am losing in comparison with the industry and absolutely in shekels. Why? I ask. Is the potash market antisemite? I don't think so. It is the Ehud Barak effect, that power-hungry monster that organizes and finances Saturday night violence that creates the impression that Israel is in a state of chaos and instability. I shall keep holding this loser, hoping it will regain the shekels lost. 

Kwarezm

 

At last, I learned where and what was Kwarezm. It was Central Asia - today Turkestan/Afghanistan - peopled by Persians. They spoke Persian. In fact, it was Persia. Very large and developed cities: Merv, Bukhara, Kabul, etc. Then the Mongol savages arrived and exterminated the population. Why? Because Mongols bred horses, ate horses, drank mare's mild, and waged war on horses, they measured wealth in the number of horses owned. The horses eat grass. Cultivated, irrigated land grew no grass, it was worthless. The population too was worthless, so they divided them into groups of 400 and assigned one Mongol soldier to kill the 400. They killed them like they used to slaughter sheep - one deep cut on the neck. Mongol nomads knew how to deal with sheep and soldiers completed their assignments before sunset. 800 years after Merv had not been repopulated and it is a UNESCO site.   

Meanwhile in Tel Aviv

  I had a meeting in the subterranean labyrinths of a hotel near the beach. It was very hot and I had to ask for a chair. A gentile African brought me a comfortable chaise longue while the people debated standing around.  Soon they too asked for chairs. After emerging from the depths of Tel Aviv, I went to girl-watching on the beach. The typical Tel Aviv beach girl has long blond hair and a slim and fragile-looking body; of course, the perspective of this alte-pischer is not wolfish as it used to be. I counted three girls for each boy but the boys seemed more interested in other boys.