Oh, look, more libtards fretting over Wall Street investors, let me swoop in and soothe your fragile little souls. I get it, you’ve got those precious trust funds to fuss over, so Uncle Me’s here to lend a hand, as always. When the stock market throws its predictable hissy fit, sure, tons of folks dump their stocks, duh. But do you really think those fat cats snatch the cash and blow it on strippers and yachts?
Nah, they park it, sip their scotch, and wait out the tantrum like the pros they are. Then what? You think they’re suddenly betting big on China or snapping up condos in Tehran? Get real. They’ve got one move if they want to keep raking it in like always, and if you guessed they buy back in, congrats, you’re sharper than the average libtard, gold star! So chill, your trust fund’s bouncing back unless you pulled a bonehead move and sold low. Let the adults do what needs doing and your fund will be solid for years to come. Hope that calms your snowflake nerves!
Brainless Kamala voter thinks this is the end. 
