As the Dow creeps up, much maligned day traders are coming out of the closet again. Lee Eisenberg on his own perilous relationship with stocks—and his system to beat Buffett.
A few weeks ago, I felt a neurological twitch, a tingling in the right index finger. At my age, you don’t take tingling fingers lightly, especially if your courage in the face of terminal collapse is closer to Woody Allen’s than Socrates’.
