Fly Buy: WTI

I bought 5,000 WTI.

Disclaimer: If you buy WTI because of this post, small midgets will pick pocket you on your way to work. And, you may lose money.

All of you dick-suckers who talked shit about the buck in 2010 were disillusioned.  Like a magician, Bernanke managed to print a “fuck-load” of new dollars and manage to post a year to date gain, for the dastardly currency. All of that, AND MORE, is about to change in 2011. I realize our resident gold bug, Senator ‘Gint is now bearish on silver/gold stocks; but that doesn’t make him right—just like when I was pining for the world to get sucked into some sort of laissez faire deflationary vortex. It never happened.

Going into 2011, you have a decision to make: book the tax loss on some losers, in order to offset winners. Or, leave them in place, hoping that you will get an instant pop after 1/1. You can’t buy said names back until after 30 days of sale, in order to avoid a wash sale. But, everything trades in a convoy these days, no? Let’s say, hypothetically, you had an unrealized loss in XOM. Why not sell that fucker and buy COP? Get my drift? As the year winds down, go through your portfolios and look for losses. Take them and put the proceeds into comparable companies.

As for me: I am doing numerous things, all pertaining to the arts of proper money management. I hope you realize and understand the gravity of my situation, booking mid double digit returns, following several high double digit returns. I hope you do realize how such wild and unchecked success in the markets might affect a person, such as myself.

For the remainder of that day, I will scrounge around for new idea.

From GM to CIT to AIG to C to LEA, 2010 was the year when moral hazard went out the door. Companies with fucked up balance sheets, like SIRI, CPWM and FTK, stared into the abyss and spit, pissed and shit in it. It was a year that transformed losers into winners, sort of like black magic, but only cooler. We threw hundreds of billions at the wall and prayed for it to stick. Luckily for us, it did!

I understand why investors were hesitant to invest this year, as the normal order of things disconnected. Markets aren’t supposed to go higher on the prospects of sovereign nations going belly up; but they did, nonetheless. At the same time, the main drivers of growth, namely China and Brazil, sat out the great rally of 2010, allowing western nations like Germany and the United States to steal their plantain fried rice. It all makes sense, if you think about it. Like it or not, we are highly levered to Chinese growth, same with Germany. And, like Senator Gint likes to say, “as long as China is pegged to the U.S. dollar, we are their central bank.” In essence, Bernanke is the overlord of all things Chinese, raping and pillaging along the way, a local magistrate if you will.

Commodities were big standouts, with outsized gains in Cotton, Corn, Coffee and pretty much everything but Natural gas and Cocoa. They went up on the prospects of a weak dollar; but the dollar went up too, so go figure. Treasuries were a non-event, year over year, and tech stocks surged higher, led by lunatics invested in NFLX, PCLN, AMZN, CRM, APKT and FFIV, just to name a few.

As the year winds down, expectations are very high for 2011. You will see my predictions for 2011 in about a week. To summarize my notes, I think it will be a mixed bag.

At the moment, I am thinking about adding some dollars to municipal bonds, in light of robust January seasonality. And, I am pulling in the reigns here, upping my cash position close to 40%. It is tempting to short a little, if only for a hedge. However, I’ve been burned too many times this year, banking on disaster. I’d rather lower my beta, via large cash position, and buy dips. If I was interested in hedging, I’d bet against oil. But that seems like a lunatic trade now, especially in light of all the snow on the ground and asset allocation models pining for $100 crude.

In short, celebrate the New Year’s without fear. Lighten up the load and take some hard fought gains. There will be plenty of time in 2011 to buy Maseratis and new homes, off of equity gains.

I bought 5,000 EDMC.

UPDATE: I took a shot in the dark and added to MOTR, like an old sailor.

Disclaimer: If you buy EDMC or MOTR because of this post, it will snow again. And, you may lose money.

What a mess, all this NYC snow. Today’s market looks weak. But I must admit being a bit distracted, thanks to my duties, all to do with shoveling 10,000 pounds of snow from the front of my house.

I sold out of VLNC this morning, for a 13% profit. I’ve been holding it for a few weeks and will gladly use the cash to finance future endeavors.

By the looks of it, I am receiving the tail end of the fucking MOTR boat, as the blades gently massage my face. However, I will have you know, my face is made from old oak, impenetrable to some bullshit MOTR boat blades. I will not add to the position, nor will I sell it. I will simply behave myself and wait for a better entry point. It may sound sacrilegious to some of you mosquito brains; but I have enough time left in my expectancy to let stocks breathe a little.

Having said that, I like banks and I can not lie. Go for the ones with p/b ratios under 1, with high ROE’s. 2011 will be the year of regional bank mergers and executions. Proceed with caution. But proceed nonetheless.

Finally, I am raising cash into year end. I do not like the idea of waiting until 2011 to book gains, just to avoid paying taxes. That sort of thinking causes world wars. Like I said a few weeks back, my target cash allocation is 50-60%. At the present, I am at 35%.

China raised interest rates, for the second time in 10 weeks, in an effort to contain inflation. Frankly, it doesn’t matter what they do, since all of the hot money fucking up their matrix is coming from western printing presses. In other words, if they put the breaks on their communist banking system, we will simply send over a few hundred billion of “investment capital” to fill the void.

The way I see it, we are attempting to destroy China, vis a vis cheap money, cocaine and hookers. In Hong Kong, real estate prices have risen by 50%, YEAR TO DATE. Think about that. On top of that, it is widely believed that the Chinese economy is 60% construction. So, if you were trying to really, really debilitate an enemy, what better way than to create a massive bubble, of tulip proportions, that will one day capitulate and collapse?

Naturally, the ramifications will be widespread, as China is the main driver behind commodity prices. Eventually, Copper, Oil and and a variety of commodities will plunge by 50%, before recovering. However, as long as the carousel turns, the current scheme will continue and we will continue to get “rich as fuck” off Bernanke Bucks inflating everything but U.S. real estate.

Near term, the Chinese rate hike may spook investors, for about 1-2 hours. Once people understand that China’s rate hikes are the equivalent of Nancy Reagan saying “just say no to drugs,” the party will be back in full force, up to the biggest jerk-off party of all time: New Year’s eve.

NOTE: Thursday’s sales pushed my cash position up to 30%.

Celebrate life with loved ones and avoid driving stupid aka drunk.

Get the kids to visit this site: Norad Santa

Happy Coca Cola day!

My day is progressing, rather egregiously, thanks to my erroneous sleep habits. I’ve been forgetting everyone’s names. So, to remedy the situation, I’ve begun calling everyone by the Universal name: JACKSON. I’m fucking Santa Claus up in the bitch, handing out presents to everyone: the fucking cleaning lady, mailman, garbage truck guy etc. Gifts for all at Le Casa del Fly, for they all deserve it, AND MORE.

Regarding the market: I have one eye on some banks and another on the statue next to me that keeps talking shit. I’m warning you now, I am liable to punch his jade face off, should he make one more derogatory comment. As you know, I’ve been a seller of stocks today. I told you it was my intention to raise the ol’ cash level up, so I did. Do not be surprised if your cocks are chewed off tomorrow, by reindeers dressed as clowns. No one has an interest to trade this fucking hilarious bullshit on X-mas eve. Believe you me, there is better shit to do, such as buy cologne and slippers for total and complete strangers.

Hey, on top of that, I just received news that some person I never met or will meet, from a foreign country, got burned in an explosion today. They asked my wife for a donation. Naturally, she obliged.

“Hey, someone in Nigeria blew up in a chemical factory. Please make donation, Sir.”

Fuck this shit. I have no patience for anything at all and find myself holding back from violent confrontations. I feel like using my car as a weapon, sort of like bumper cars, but with real explosions and free flowing gasoline. People do not deserve to be treated with kindness, for they are idiots.

In closing, oil is going to the average IQ of America: 100. Get long the banks and some heavily shorted oil/gas stocks, like REXX. Have sex with REXX, if you know what I mean.

For your listening pleasure, I selected a lovely Christmas carol for you. GYEAAAHHH.

UPDATE: I bought 5,000 BKMU

I sold out of SOL and CCJ, booking profits along the way.

UPDATE: I sold VMC.

The inventors of Santa Claus, Coca-Cola, can go fuck themselves. I am so tired right now, due to sleep deprivation, I am seeing shit in slow motion. I am punchy as fuck, causing me to be paranoid to a point where I find myself making wild accusations, a shopping induced delirium. Seriously, as an adult, I hate Christmas. It means nothing but thousands of dollars in additional expenditures. I have no issue spoiling my kids. But buying all this shit for strangers, neighbors, distant relatives, shiiiiiit fuck, those people can go fuck themselves. Needless to say, Mrs. Fly is greatly chagrined by my evil stance on pagan X-mas, the birthday of decadence, under the homo banner of Santa Claus aka a Coca Cola mascot.

It looks like I am enjoying the tail end of the old MOTR boat again, as the blades massage my fucking face. Little does that boat know, my face is made from titanium, like Terminator. I will eat their blades for breakfast, then proceed to buy it a nice sweater or bottle of cologne for X-mas. ‘Cause that’s how I roll, apparently.

SOL is ripping tits. I have plenty of shares in my personal account. I have coin coming out of my ears.

Into haut-monde day, I am heavily long EXK, REXX, CCJ, MOTR, PWER, VMC, SOL, ATPG.