You may have made yourself look like a complete twat and now need to desperately spin it all (you should seriously consider a third alert mailer, to clarify the second one*) but at least you don’t look as stupid as John Mauldin, so it’s all good. Well, it is until the moment Mauldin gets in touch with you from his Tuscany hideaway.
*Particular fondness for “…just relax. Don’t worry about paper losses…”. So cute.