I, Robot

There is nothing like investing when it comes to exposing yourself as a weak-minded gimboid. I know all about buying stocks low and selling high. I understand the rationale behind Warren Buffett’s aphorism, “be fearful when others are greedy and greedy when others are fearful.” Yet when my portfolio hits red, I fret. And when my return numbers glow green, I feel the pleasure centres in my brain light up like Vegas. The uptick in fortune means it will cost me more every time I buy additional equities, of course. But hang the expense, I want to be a part of this now! The party’s on and I need to get my snout in the trough, quick. I know this because despite being a good passive investor who pound-cost averages and rebalances annually, I am not an entirely mechanical man. And oh, the flesh is weak. Only flesh and blood You see I long allowed myself a measure of freedom when investing – a certain amount of money to put into the market every year that wasn’t dictated by the calendar. Don’t…