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Here is the man who changed the way I look at a price chart forever and I am sure he will do the same for you. About the Author Ian Copsey is a veteran technical analyst having begun his career in markets 33 years ago in Barclays Bank trading rooms in London and Hong Kong - where he began his career as a technical analyst.

In he moved to Tokyo to work with Dow Jones Telerate for 7 years. He is an experienced speaker at technical analysis workshops and seminars. Later Ian had experience in a start up company in Singapore before becoming an independent analyst, providing his daily Forex analysis, and later equity and metals reports.

His work with Harmonic Elliott Wave has been applauded with some of the most accurate forecasts in the industry, in both Forex and equity markets. He forecast the May high in the Dow Jones Industrial Index two years in advance that followed his forecast in July when he suggested that the Dow Jones Index would complete its first 5-wave rally from inception.

A must for waver's By Amazon Customer Excellent. Ian's video series easier to follow. Posting Komentar. Minggu, 14 April [X Fractal Forecasting provides a comprehensive guide to employing Harmonic Elliott Wave along with complementary technical analysis methodologies to assist the forecasting process.

From the Author Since my book, during which I discovered the consistency of wave projections within 3-wave structures, my ability to forecast - particularly Wave iii and Wave iv - has grown considerably. Before that moment I had avoided analysing these markets.

From that time, while there are always challenges particularly in the lower - intraday - charts the application of Harmonic Elliott Wave has provided me with many direct hits including the top of the first 5-wave rally from the inception of the DOW - identified 2-years in advance. The wave structure itself also offers key targets at times. One of the largest advantages of HEW, in my opinion, is that HEW's consistent ratio structure significantly reduces the subjectivity of wave counting inherent in the conventional Wave Principle.

Also, HEW projects a single uniform structure under a forward-looking ex-ante discipline. This significantly reduces the need to adjust a wave count. Even when adjusting is made, the discipline of the ratio structure still must be adhered to. With far-reaching implications for traders and investors everywhere, I recommend this book as a must-read for anyone interested in the Wave Principle.

Copsey combines the best elements of his first two books to provide a complete analytical framework which traders and analysts of all levels would benefit from reading. Knowing how to objectively invalidate your analysis is another gem in this book, which is a topic which tends to get glossed over in others.

Presenting such detailed analysis and forecasting abilities is no easy task, yet Copsey manages to do just that with real-world examples and a well-thought out methodology, in a format which is easy to digest. Copsey is an "analysts' analyst" who has always strived for quality and accuracy, and the techniques and methodology he openly shares in this book are a direct reflection of his caliber. Here is the man who changed the way I look at a price chart forever and I am sure he will do the same for you.

About the Author Ian Copsey is a veteran technical analyst having begun his career in markets 33 years ago in Barclays Bank trading rooms in London and Hong Kong - where he began his career as a technical analyst.

In he moved to Tokyo to work with Dow Jones Telerate for 7 years. He is an experienced speaker at technical analysis workshops and seminars. Later Ian had experience in a start up company in Singapore before becoming an independent analyst, providing his daily Forex analysis, and later equity and metals reports. His work with Harmonic Elliott Wave has been applauded with some of the most accurate forecasts in the industry, in both Forex and equity markets.

He forecast the May high in the Dow Jones Industrial Index two years in advance that followed his forecast in July when he suggested that the Dow Jones Index would complete its first 5-wave rally from inception. A must for waver's By Amazon Customer Excellent. Welcome to Antallagma a digital exchange for trading goods. Antallagma started its operations 5 years back and has supported more than a million transactions till date.

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This is the book , By Ian Copsey that is given in soft data. Download Free. Discouraged and feeling outclassed, he played billiards and worked out in the gym.

Once, a conductor dragged him and his buddies into the engine car and forced them to shovel coal. So they hitchhiked in freezing sleet. He could either work harder at academics or go home. That he threw himself into the former is a testament to his fear of the latter. He had to improve his grades or return to the farm and drag a plow.

So he nailed himself to his desk, worked around the clock, almost never went home, and took classes through the summer. In doing so, he found he had a knack for science. He used books to bring context and content to his love of nature.

The harder he tried, the better he did. He slowly proved to his professors that he could do the work, that he was a budding naturalist with a particular talent for entomology. No more wasting time. He found his calling, and he would take it seriously. The experiment unfolded across the Atlantic Ocean, in the foothills of the Austrian Alps, while the Great War still raged. This difficult psychiatrist drew blood from a malaria-infected soldier just home from the Balkans and immediately injected the blood into the shoulder blade of another man.

And Jauregg, by filling him with infected blood, hoped beyond all hope that this mental cripple—this babbling idiot prone to obscene acts and violent rants—would soon burn with fever. Then perhaps the madness would end. The event took place back before Jauregg became the renowned grandfather of psychiatry.

Before this tall, statuelike doctor became a Nobel laureate. And before he gave the world an excuse to use many thousands of syphilis patients in malaria experiments. This was back when he was just another man of medicine tied to psychiatry because he had failed to obtain the appointments necessary for internal medicine. The son of an Austro-Hungarian knight, Jauregg towered over his peers in personality and stature.

Young Julius studied with sons of nobility and earned excellent grades in everything from Latin to the natural sciences, winning him entry into medical school, where he spent five years earning grades with distinction and studying under arrogant and undistinguished professors. He found his place in that sweet spot between intense competence and hard work, with an eye for brilliance in others. He resided where reason took precedence over sentiment, which made him somewhat caustic and short, but never overbearing and rarely wrong.

He wore his thick black hair neatly cropped and his handlebar mustache tightly curled and combed. He dressed conservatively in a pressed suit and crossed tie. High chiseled cheekbones framed a long, thin face that, with age, fell southward, creating a jowly, hound-dog effect.

In the thankless world of psychiatry he saw himself as a hybrid, a gentleman in the trenches—maybe like a pearl amid swine. He could have easily been like other psychiatrists: a man of medicine in title only, unable to practice his trade because scarcely any treatments improved mental illnesses. Psychiatry often meant life as an asylum superintendent, overseeing palliative care—a manager watching over the mentally afflicted until they finally passed away or hanged themselves.

In the case of syphilis, death came soon after the bacteria entered the brain. No treatment could slow the progress, which made medical care perfunctory and meaningless. But Jauregg, in his granite resolve, found this unacceptable. If psychiatry would be his profession, he would find a way to treat mental conditions, which he believed were caused by physiological functions gone awry—not emotional disturbances that could be cured by therapy.

He was among the first in his field to believe that infectious diseases caused, and could cure, different forms of mental illness. At night he went to the Vienna medical library to pore over international periodicals and study biological functions he suspected might be associated with cognitive failings. He conducted autopsies on the deceased to study their spinal fluid and nervous systems, looking for clues that might explain their conditions.

He studied and wrote a paper on resuscitating patients who had attempted suicide by hanging, surmising that the convulsions and memory loss that followed probably stemmed from asphyxiation not from emotional hysterics, as his peers believed.

He described one woman who had been melancholy and paranoid before she was cut down from the rope. After a few convulsions and some minor amnesia she was cured. For all these reasons, he took good care of his patients, and he even married one—a morphine addict.

This kind of hypocrisy seemed to make him whole. While he believed the insane should be sterilized so as not to procreate, he treated them well. While he told terrible jokes about Jews, he had many Jewish friends, assistants, and students. And while he made fun of the new psychoanalytical theories advanced by his Jewish friend Sigmund Freud, he respected and liked Freud and defended his theories, even as he disagreed with them. This may have been because Freud also showed uncommon respect for the mentally ill—something Jauregg valued above professional partisanship.

Their ailments humbled his sense of duty and challenged him to find novel treatments—including the use of malaria. He hoped to cure insanity. And he believed high fevers could do it. This hypothesis was broadly shared. He and others had seen outbreaks of typhus, cholera, smallpox, and other fever-causing contagions burn through patients at their respective asylums, always leaving behind death and despair.

In , Jauregg tested this observed phenomenon by giving his patients streptococci erysipelas, which caused skin eruptions and high fevers. The results were unclear and he lacked adequate time to flesh out the possibilities.

So he encouraged others to take up the cause. He lectured on it and implored colleagues to pitch in—hoping someone would find a reliable way to induce fevers.

Jauregg openly objected to the method. He started it in , when a research associate gave him a vial of tuberculin bacteria from Berlin. Jauregg injected it into brain-damaged syphilis patients—a condition with many names but that was broadly referred to as general paresis, and the sufferers were called paretics. This type of neurosyphilis attacked the central nervous system and usually appeared ten to twenty years after exposure.

Symptoms included decreased language and motor abilities, impaired judgment, hallucinations, delusions, violent mood swings, dementia, seizures, obscene behaviors, and muscle weakness that led to a telltale gait. Once these symptoms appeared, patients had two, maybe three years to live. Jauregg chose them as test subjects because of their dreaded condition. Why not use fevers to try to save them? He infected sixty-nine so-called paretics with his vial of German TB and compared them to sixty-nine untreated paretics.

Mental health improvements were observable in only those patients who reacted strongly—with particularly high fevers that raged for days. This suggested that intense fevers worked better than regular fevers.

But Jauregg abandoned the project after he learned that patients he had sent home cured of syphilis and dementia later died of TB. If the scientific community saw his data as contaminated—because he mistreated patients—no one would publish his papers or advance his theories.

So he bided his time again. The TB work had narrowed the concept. We have listened to nature; we have attempted to imitate the method by which nature itself produces cures.

For that, he theorized that malaria would work beautifully. And the infections could be easily controlled by quinine. He eventually moved to the Vienna General Hospital to run its Outpatient Department for Nervous Diseases—the first stop for patients with signs of late-stage syphilis, and usually a few short months before being committed to an asylum.

There he continued testing his other theories, which included the use of iodine to prevent goiters and cretinism—work that led Austrian authorities to add iodine to salt. Jauregg was developing a mixed reputation. On the one hand, he showed flashes of brilliance in thinking through physiological aspects of mental conditions—as evidenced by his iodine work.

Even his fever therapy, while dangerous, was innovative and thorough. But the shock treatment was different. Jauregg treated soldiers as he was expected to. It mattered little whether they saw horrifying deaths and bloody dismemberments in grenadelike flashbacks that shattered their sense of safety. They belonged to a war-focused culture that needed men to be strong for the war effort.

This mind-set was Austrian; it was nationalistic; and it put the country before the individual. At his trial, his old friend Sigmund Freud came to his defense. And with that, the charges were dropped. AMID the controversy, one of his medical colleagues reported that a soldier just admitted for minor nerve damage also shivered with vivax malaria.

Then he watched over them as they sweated through days of extreme fevers and shook with bone-cold chills. One patient died; two worsened and were admitted to the asylum; four regained cognitive function but later relapsed.

Only two appeared cured of dementia. One was a thirty-four-year-old man whose cognitive failings had only just begun that month. After eleven attacks of fever, he fully recovered and, at his own request, returned to his army regiment. The other was a thirty-nine-year-old man, also in the early stages of dementia.

He suffered through ten attacks of fever before regaining cognitive function. And soon after, he returned to his job as a cleric. But Jauregg later received a letter from a Frankfurt doctor reporting that the patient had relapsed and had to be admitted to an asylum there.

Symptoms also included nerve damage that caused excruciating pain. Today, scientists believe syphilis grew from a skin disease called yaws—caused by the same bacterium as syphilis, called Treponema pallidum. It had morphed into an annoyance that people could live with, which advanced its spread. But then another mutation occurred, one that allowed the bacteria to cross the blood-brain barrier and infect the frontal lobe.

Scientists now believe this happened somewhere around , because within the next few decades physicians noticed a tangible increase in dementia among relatively young people. This new type of psychosis caused a somewhat sudden personality change that brought on wild mood swings followed by profanities, inappropriate sexual behavior, and muscle paralysis. Puritans blamed it on masturbation and alcoholism, while scientists tried to figure out the real cause.

Meanwhile, those infected brought shame and disgrace on their families and were sent away to lunatic asylums, where they became wards of the state and a financial burden. Finally, in the early twentieth century, the cause had been identified as untreated syphilis. It had burned through the middle classes at infection rates as high as 20 percent in Europe.

According to historian Joel T. Braslow, some European asylums reported that 45 percent of their male patients were there because of neurosyphilis. Percentages were much lower in the United States but still ran around 10 percent of male hospital patients. FINDING something even partially effective against this brain-destroying sexually transmitted disease earned Jauregg accolades and helped repair his damaged reputation.

To continue, he sought permission from a military hospital to take blood from a soldier just home from the fighting and sick with malaria. To his horror, the four infections spiraled out of control.

After thirty-one days of Jauregg trying frantically to control the malaria, the patient died. By that point, Jauregg knew he had accidentally used deadly falciparum. Two others also died.

Only one patient survived after forty-five days of heavy intravenous quinine. Weeks passed before Jauregg saw the silver lining: his sole survivor had been fully cured of insanity. By now, Jauregg had grown old. At age sixty his tall, stiff build began to hunch.

His stern, stony manner—once considered serious and erudite, forceful and commanding—now came off as grim and difficult. His face appeared longer than ever, drawn down by that thick handlebar mustache and topped by wiry gray shoots coming off his shaggy eyebrows. But those eyes, those sunken, beady eyes, must have lit up at the reality that he had discovered a cure for syphilis. He was right about malaria—it could cure this type of dementia, and maybe other types as well.

To cover tuition he taught several courses, including undergraduate ornithology. Bird-watching was something Lowell informally did as a kid while avoiding daily chores. He took up taxonomy to catalog species for his professors.

On weekends he earned money ushering at a nearby tabernacle where firebrand evangelist Billy Sunday preached, and the Redpath Chautauqua ran dances and cultural events. With Prohibition in full force, meetinghouses and Bible thumping gave people something to do, and allowed Lowell to earn cash for school. He took the job on Winona Lake not for love of limnology—the study of freshwater ecology—but because a limnology professor he liked offered him the position.

In return, Lowell worked hard. And he did well. Otherwise, the tall, athletic water expert remained intellectually and physically nimble. In brisk morning fog, Birge and Lowell rowed to targeted sections of Green Lake and dropped anchor. He simply came back to the surface—all bony and determined—warmed his goose bumps in the morning sun, and then plunged back into the dark waters.

In the afternoons he helped Professor Birge and another limnology pioneer, Chancey Juday, sort through the specimens. Most important, he earned a reputation as a hard worker with a good moral compass. A chilling tale By Henry R. Rupp The story of the United States' effort to combat the malaria that wreaked havoc on American troops during World War II is one that describes heroic efforts by scientists in their battle against Plasmodium as well as detailing the questionable conduct of those responsible for testing the drugs that might cure malaria.

It is ironic that the German doctor who experimented on prisoners at Dachau was hanged for his efforts, while no American scientist was taken to task for their use of demented syphillitics or insane people as guinea pigs. I guess you have to remember that history is written by the winners. Masterson seems to recognize this irony, but it is not a major concern for her. The scientists who wrought such havoc on their subjects are presented as generally good guys, but one wonders if they ever really thought about the moral dilemma of their work.

The copy editing of the book let a few grammatical slips pass, and the use of italics for some species names and not for others seemed strange. It was as though the author had forgotten the word anopheline. The use A. Standard abbreviations are An. This is a book that all mosquito workers should read and ponder. The section on how research into a cure for malaria led, almost accidentally, to a partially effective treatment for syphilis is a real-life page-turner.

The careful descriptions of malaria research in the Nazi death camps versus U. S programs using prisoners is a compelling tale in shades of dark gray. But the most important part of Masterson's book is her conclusion: that the search for a miracle cure, while it has real value, is in the end less vital than the real answer, which is economic development. That is, to cure malaria, the answer is not a pill or a shot, but reasonable housing and sound land and water practices.

As malaria and, to a lesser extent, its more shocking distant cousin, ebola continue to ravage the world, Masterson's thoughtful book offers that lesson to all who want to address the problem. A very interesting and good read about an important topic By David M. A very interesting and good read about an important topic. Very relevant for understanding how to address other public health issues. Masterson Kindle.

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Lowell Coggeshall would someday be among them. That first year his dean put him on probation with a threat of expulsion. Only those who would disrespect patients felt his icy judgment. But it left Jauregg shaken.