Charted Territory: Good News for Bad Traders

Every Sunday morning, our family has an enjoyable routine: We all drive to downtown Bethesda, and while my wife goes to an early morning workout, the girls and I grab a bagel and some beverages and hang out at the local Barnes & Noble.

I suppose it's taken the place of the local library because I can catch up on my email, think about my next column and peruse the shelves for the latest offerings.

This past Sunday, I found myself in the investing section and was struck by two things. The first was just how large it had grown. For better or worse, "investing," in all its many incarnations, has truly become the national pastime. I guess no news there. ...