Let’s keep it simple and call a spade a spade. There are numerous variables that create volatility in this market. We can talk about Portugal, Greece, Japan or our munis. But, at the end of the day, there is one common denominator that brings us back to the straight line: LINES OF COCAINE OFF RED HOT TOMAHAWK MISSILES.
Ben Bernanke smokes philly blunts at night, decrying how he will “get those bitches tomorrow,” meaning bearshitters wrapped in burlap. Everyone “feels” the market is going to crap out based upon some historical comparison, yet here we are defying gravity. I am not unique in the belief that there are people inside of the Federal Reserve who actually do lines of blow off freshly minted currency. Additionally, I am not the only person who thinks this is all a joke that will one day be revealed as some sort of science experiment on humans, created by our alien overlords.
Nevertheless, I am having a difficult time grasping with the concept of perpetual meltups as well, considering the multitude of reasons to sell. Having said that, I find that keeping a cash position over 20% calms my nerves and allows me to nap during the day and/or play ping pong with rented Chinese friends.
In short, no one really knows why the common denominator is stock market on dynamite sticks, but it is. So, until proven egregiously wrong, you might as well buy any and all dips as if your ugly faces were on fire.
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