I love country music. Not the new country music, but the old country music with artists like George Jones, Merle Haggard, Waylon Jennings, Charlie Pride, and even David Allan Coe.
For those of you, unfamiliar with David Allan Coe, he is part of the "outlaw" country tradition. But not in the public relations/media imaging "outlaw" country. He was the real deal. A bad boy who spent time in and out of prison over a 20 year period of time, including a 3 year stint in the Ohio State Penitentiary.
A Little About Coe:
One of his biggest hits was a song titled, "You Never Even Called Me By My Name." It's a classic. In the South, it has become a staple of almost every tailgate party music list. The last time I went to an LSU game, near us, the song was cranked up and there were probably 100-150 people standing there and singing the lyrics to that song with the same precision that you would find in a performance by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
That song was written by a guy named Steve Goodman and in the David Allan Coe version, Coe tells us that Goodman told him that he had written "the perfect country song."
Coe suggested that the song was not the perfect country song, because it did not mention the key elements to every country song. Those are, mama, trains, trucks, prison and getting drunk.
So Goodman added a fourth verse to the song and in doing so, he created what David Allan Coe acknowledged as "the perfect country song." Here is the fourth verse:
Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got run over by a damned old train.
"Perfection" Relies On A "Formula:"
One of the more prolific authors that I follow on Seeking Alpha, wrote two articles in the last three days. The first article was one that addressed his on-going portfolio, which he uses to supplement his Social Security benefit and that portfolio has done very well, relative to its stated purpose.
That article was published on June 9th, but just sat there for a couple of days, without a single comment. Not one. Seriously. The topic was an interesting one, once you actually read the article, but the title was less than interesting as a draw for potential readers and potential "page views."
My friend had not written "the perfect Seeking Alpha title."
But Things Change:
This morning, my friend published an article with "the perfect Seeking Alpha title."
It has everything that you want to have in a perfect Seeking Alpha title. It had "mama, trains, trucks, prison, and getting out of prison" all rolled into one.
It has the holy grail of perfection. It had Trump. It had Kim Jong Un. It had North Korea. It had Summit. It had it all in just 5 words. And the response was breathtaking!
In a little over 4 hours, there were 250 comments made by SA readers. Perfection.
But the comment stream added nothing of value to the article. Instead, it was a "left vs. right" series of comments that didn't even address the article in question. Like no one actually read the damned thing.
And this is what we've become. A place that is no better or worse than Twitter, Facebook, or any other social media network. A place where anonymous voices sing a tune right out of the social network playbook and contribute absolutely nothing to the discussion or anyone actually learning something of value.
It's All About Page Views And Ego:
This has evolved into something that I don't think anyone involved with the start up of Seeking Alpha, actually envisioned. Is what we have, today, the original "end game" for Seeking Alpha? Is this what the founders intended it to be?
A place where you have people writing articles for money, giving those articles to SA who can "sell" advertising by placing those articles on sites across the internet, and having people visiting the website (for page views) that contribute as much to the process as a bunch of sponges on the bottom of some Greek bay?
I blog, because I don't really care who reads my articles. I stopped receiving pay for articles, because I saw where it was all going and I just didn't want to go down that rabbit hole.
Why Are You Even Here?
Ever ask yourself the question, "What am I doing here?" I do. And sometimes, I have absolutely no idea why I'm here.
I know that I want to learn about how other people view given companies, relative to those companies being a value or not. I want to get feedback on my own stock selections. I want to hopefully lead to someone thinking a bit outside the box that we all get shoved into. I want to have people interact with me and say, "Dave, that is something that I've never considered, before."
But all this nonsense about politics is not in the best interest of making money in the stock market. It makes you lose focus. It causes you anxiety. It causes you to be afraid. Not good, folks. Not good at all.
But, I think this will fall on deaf ears.
Hail State, Go Dogs.