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news.goldseek.com >> 15 March 2012 |
The Next Speculative Bubble
By: Tony Locantro
One of the first books I recommend to those looking to broaden their market knowledge is “Devil Take The Hindmost, A History Of Financial Speculation” by Edward Chancellor. If you take nothing else away from this article except that title then I have achieved my goal. Do not let the overlong footnotes stifle your attempt to get through the material as once complete you should be able to draw the following conclusions...
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news.goldseek.com >> 19 January 2012 |
Australia on Sale
By: Tony Locantro
Normally the title is a spam email from our national carrier Qantas but now it is all about our junior mining sector. I cannot blame speculators and those in the industry for their slow return in 2012 because let’s face it after a brilliant start 2011 will go down as a real bitch of a year. It was the first time our market had fallen two years in a row since 1981/1982 and with 15% of the broader index I would imagine even some quality speculative portfolios came off anywhere between 25-60%.
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news.goldseek.com >> 23 November 2011 |
How to Pick Ten Baggers
By: Tony Locantro
Most of my writing comes from inspiration. The last eight or so months for stock pickers (and most market participants) has been most challenging and many no doubt would have questioned their strategy whilst wishing they had funds in a term deposit.
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news.goldseek.com >> 15 April 2011 |
The Million Dollar Drop
By: Tony Locantro
The correction in February-March certainly took some heat out of the market, however as the fear subsided post Japan earthquake we are now seeing further signs of a “speculative bubble” forming.
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news.goldseek.com >> 28 December 2010 |
We're Going To Australia
By: Tony Locantro
Oprah’s line not only took me back to 1976 and Rocky, but also brought fond memories of contestants on the The Price Is Right hyperventilating after winning a set of saucepans or a telescope. Once the excitement had abated, 78% were probably on their way to getting a passport for the first time, and I dare not speculate as to how many knew “where the bloody hell are we”.