“I remember telling people the internet would be mainly used to control people, and they laughed at me.” – Dr. Freckles
Bulls are mostly in charge, till the end …
“I’m not a bear or a bull, I’m a realist.” – Dr. Freckles
- tantric hyperinflation
- plates spinning
- one week crack up boom
- clown show continues
Jerome Powell:
- being chased by a BEAR
- while he chases a tiger
PANIC in the YEAR ZERO!
GHOSTS …
Hate …
“Hate is the fuer-gurgen that fills the heart with steel.” – Dr. Freckles
Hate is the hag-meister that churns the yeti soul and burns the bride of the world …
Hate is the GUSTO SAUCE of total understanding where sticky blood glows and the nigh bows to sin …
Hate is the bowel bride, no longer seeking after that lost knightly frost lord, but wanting the swamp giddies and the long eyed gendiz-men …
The US economy …
“The US economy isn’t really a ‘free market’: it’s a network of linked and crooked casinos, the games at each casino might be sort of honest, but the linkages are corrupt as hell.” – Dr. Freckles
It’s not that traditional tools for financial analysis don’t work – they do: but if you disregard the crony nature of how things work, you are unlikely to make wise bets.
The TINA/FOMO BTFD folks were right all those years, and the rest of us screaming “bloody murder” were wrong – principles be damned, the death star economy is not about principles.
Make believe money …
“It’s all make believe money, till someone expects to be paid.” – Dr. Freckles
- homes
- stocks
- bonds
- crypto
- CRE
… and related derivatives products …
(what if the total were in the quadrillions)
Link: https://www.investopedia.com/ask/answers/052715/how-big-derivatives-market.asp
On the streets …


On the streets, people are forced to walk knee deep in poop water …
On the streets, the old people drown in shark urine and pear wine …
On the streets …
Most people have to hunt blown flesh enchilada sauce and viscera souffle as the AK-47’s wail and hum their song of splendor in the great beyond. Our cow pie selfies permit no new encouragement, and the tourist gliders pick up their kale juice from the barber and his whore.
On the streets:
- you fornicate with your landlord so they let you keep your cat despite not paying the pet fee.
- you make a knife from some broken glass, and you slit that guy’s throat for a pocket full of rock and some Lucky Strikes … and you have whiskey breath and herpes sores on your anus.
- Kester, the neg-ghoul, chases you down the alley with his cadre of FENTOR-GOOBS armed with bicycle chain and rogaine and propane and baseball bats … and you know you are getting tired, and you know no one cares.
- there is no salvation for the gutter rat that chews on his own mourning glory and the NEXT HO you find might be your momma and she’s looking good … on the streets.


Shortwave receivers and transceivers …
“Shortwave: every radio is special, and that’s for reasons that suck.” – Dr. Freckles
Is Janet Yellen your friend?
“Is Janet Yellen your friend? – that’s the question you have to answer.” – Dr. Freckles
Do you think she’d actually warn you, or is the former best case scenario now a limited hangout of lesser catastrophe fakery magnitude?
