I think it was 'boar with amber staff' or something like that... Those blasts from the past really had personality. They put their balls on the line, trading like they meant it, margin clerk be damned! Margin this, you bean counter. Digging in the dirt for that max leverage, against the ropes and doubling down. Real McCoy. Remember that Hugo cat, always trading orange juice options, dude lived that thin market, every report and option expiration. And remember the trading contests that Rump or R took the trouble to monitor and track? Not a single vendor dared participate, only the proletariat. Some real intense individuals with deep and broad outside interests/passions.