She’s babbling.
Crumbs from the table of capitalism card. Unless you outright scuttle the Dow, you’re doing everything to bolster it.
“They must to keep their certainty, accuse all who are different of a base intent.”
WB Yeats, poem entitled Leaders of the Crowd.
A fart will practically bolster the stock market. How heavily invested is this LA estupida, and why the grandstanding? She only stands to gain... must be the vino talkin’