I think we all have to take a chance in life. Especially with shares.For myself I went for a Russian mail order bride and when Olga came over in all her 6 foot 4 inches 20 stone glory, I was in seventh heaven. Especially as she was a woman wrestling champ in the USSR. Even though her English was limited or non existent; we launched her UK career and I handled all her matches and interviews. All went well until she met Una from Lower Slobovia who was 6'6inches and 24 stone and Olga was flatten. She went to work for Tescos stocking shelves in their 24 hour store and soon was enthalled by the Fish Manager. Although she got the best filets of fish in the store; she came home smelling like a fish stall. Fortunately she shifted her attentions to the Meat Manager and we eat very well without the smell.
Now the morale of the story is that no matter whether you are right or wrong. It doesn't matter as WLW will run up and down like my Ogla and who cares?