At-a-Glance Levels
| Instrument |
S2 |
S1 |
Pivot |
R1 |
R2 |
|
|
Gold (GC)
— Dec (GCZ5) |
4078.93 |
4107.27 |
4131.13 |
4159.47 |
4183.33 |
|
|
Silver (SI)
— Dec (SIZ5) |
49.80 |
50.42 |
50.78 |
51.40 |
51.76 |
|
|
Crude Oil (CL)
— Dec (CLZ5) |
59.00 |
59.97 |
60.62 |
61.59 |
62.24 |
|
|
Dec. Bonds (ZB)
— Dec (ZBZ5) |
116 14/32 |
117 |
117 9/32 |
117 27/32 |
118 4/32 |
|

A Poem for Veterans.
In the hush of November’s eleventh dawn, where poppies bloom in fields of memory’s lawn, we honor the brave, the veterans true, who traded youth for skies of endless blue.
They marched through storms, where futures hung in thread, Bets placed on hope when despair loomed ahead. Like traders charting waves of rise and fall, they hedged against the night, answering the call.
Futures trading, a dance with time’s unseen hand, Where grains and gold whisper across the land. But deeper still, the veterans’ sacred art— Securing tomorrows with valor’s beating heart.
In boardrooms bright or battlefields afar, we owe our trades, our dreams, to those who bore the scar. For every contract sealed, every harvest reaped, is built on freedoms they so fiercely kept.
So, raise a glass to warriors past and near, whose sacrifices make our futures clear. In markets wild or peaceful days, we roam, their legacy endures, forever home. |