There is much denial here, obviously. The worst disaster that can ever befall a culture based on capitalism is economic depression. It is such an unmitigated disaster that we have done an historically masterful job at totally denying its reality. We have passed laws against it (National Industrial Recovery Act of 1933 and the The Social Security Act of 1935). We have renamed it (severe economic downturn). We have successfully delayed it (lowering interest rates and printing up money simultaneously). We have convinced ourselves it is acceptable to borrow against it â even though that makes its ultimate effects even worse (relaxing credit and actively encouraging a refinance mania in the face of a mounting immoral deficit). And we have finally managed to jargon ourselves around it. The whole happy parade is led by Wall Street talking heads who are, in fact, nearly all paid lackeys of firms that make their money on a robust market (manufactured or not) and plenty of gullible investors that suck up their every confident word and literally bet the farm on charged and/or refinanced laptops.
Depression is inevitable because of the historic and mind-boggling debt, because of the total lack of fiscal integrity, restraint and control of the government and because everyone has lied to so many people for so long, no one knows the truth anymore and certainly no one believes anyone else, particularly about the new paradigm economy of instant gratification. Our culture is propped up on toothpicks and our in-basket is loaded down with tons and tons of debt, all of it about to be called in. In case you have not heard, there are funny popping sounds emanating from just beneath where we are all comfortably seated enjoying our lattes and cappuccinos at our favorite hi-tech computer bars.
I am fairly certain that Alan Greenspan probably knows what is ultimately coming down. Regardless of what his detractors may say about him, Greenspan is truly an economic genius and has masterfully delayed disaster and using tricks of monetary manipulation that should win him some historic prize one day, many generations from now. Unfortunately, his genius will probably end up turning against him while he lives. He has not saved us from depression, he has only staved it off and ultimately, made it worse. When the coming depression happens, it will almost certainly be pinned on him and, almost without question named after him! Why? Because the rest of the jolly liars will need a scapegoat, and it will either happen on his watch or shortly thereafter. One day sooner than later, Greenspan (if he is as smart as I believe him to be) will simply disappear, leaving them and the freezing Emperor of the economy standing out on the street all alone and fully exposed with the snow blowing up into uncomfortable places. When they finally figure it out, they are all going to be livid. And when they announce, as they will, that Alan Greenspan has left the building, get ready to hunker down.
What is next? Get ready for a triple punch soon and make your plans accordingly.
Punch one: watch for the markets to slide to new lows this summer and particularly this fall. This will cascade into four linked effects: the dollar will tumble as the Euro will mount a real challenge as the world currency of choice, convincingly displacing the dollar. Gold will soar, approaching $800 to $1000 mark within a year or two. (You heard it here first.) International confidence will begin to fail resulting in loss of significant foreign investments and our international debts could be called in at ever increasing levels. Forget the bond markets (snore). Wait till you witness the inevitable, predictable and powerful political effect of the declining economy in the November elections. The administrationâs only hope for survival or even circumventing a massacre at the polls will be leveraging the Greenspan genius and delaying the inevitable market convulsion this fall.
Punch two: the government will have to begin printing money in unprecedented volume by the coming, long hot summer of 2005. A new administration, emboldened by its mandate to âfix the economyâ will naively respond to the evolving crisis by reversing the Bush tax cuts and raising them even beyond previous levels. This will only exacerbate the economic dilemma, of course. Eventually, interest rates will spike considerably higher than even on Carterâs watch. Inevitably, jobs will be lost and productivity will spiral down the governmentâs fiscal toilet as the economy cannot possibly sustain the stress. Perotâs âgreat sucking soundâ will emanate not from our southern border, but from Wall Street itself.
Punch three: As the tax base implodes, as the debt is called in and as the deficit spikes through the stratosphere, somebody somewhere will finally declare the Emperor the pervert that he is. He will then sit on Wall Street in sackcloths and ashes, but it will be way too late. It already is.
One of my Internet heroes, Jim Puplava, has been publicly calling the Emperor a pervert for over a decade. He has mounted an interesting theory that while all this economic insanity is hanging over our heads that it is conceivable that the nation could be hit with an unpredictable event that he calls a Rouge Wave or a âten sigma eventâ that would either trigger an uncontrolled economic meltdown or make an ongoing economic disaster even worse. Such an occasion could be a terrorist attack on par with or worse than 911, or an international incident of such magnitude that it would inevitably adversely affect every civilized nationâs economy. Such rogue waves, Jim writes, are totally unpredictable and play on the weaknesses already inherit in the worldâs invariably linked financial systems, weakened by historic excesses and apalling debt.
So what do we do now?
Donât worry, be happy.
Hey â everybody else is! What is going to happen has already been set into motion anyway. We are all seated comfortably and in style on the great fiscal ship Titanic. Night is falling. The air is festive. We are feeling our great and lofty positions as the band plays on and the great ship sails off into history. Why, not even God Himself could sink this greatest economic juggernaut in the history of mankind! Oh by the way, we have just been handed our latest assignment: re-arrange the deck chairs and get ready for tomorrowâs next big boom.
Until then⦠Itâs the depression, moron. Deal with it now or deal with it later. And, oh by the way, if you thought the half-time at the Superbowl was lewd, donât tune into Moneyline, whatever you do. The Emperor is a mainstay and they donât just do headshots.
Dennis Chamberland
dennis@chamberland.us
Depression is inevitable because of the historic and mind-boggling debt, because of the total lack of fiscal integrity, restraint and control of the government and because everyone has lied to so many people for so long, no one knows the truth anymore and certainly no one believes anyone else, particularly about the new paradigm economy of instant gratification. Our culture is propped up on toothpicks and our in-basket is loaded down with tons and tons of debt, all of it about to be called in. In case you have not heard, there are funny popping sounds emanating from just beneath where we are all comfortably seated enjoying our lattes and cappuccinos at our favorite hi-tech computer bars.
I am fairly certain that Alan Greenspan probably knows what is ultimately coming down. Regardless of what his detractors may say about him, Greenspan is truly an economic genius and has masterfully delayed disaster and using tricks of monetary manipulation that should win him some historic prize one day, many generations from now. Unfortunately, his genius will probably end up turning against him while he lives. He has not saved us from depression, he has only staved it off and ultimately, made it worse. When the coming depression happens, it will almost certainly be pinned on him and, almost without question named after him! Why? Because the rest of the jolly liars will need a scapegoat, and it will either happen on his watch or shortly thereafter. One day sooner than later, Greenspan (if he is as smart as I believe him to be) will simply disappear, leaving them and the freezing Emperor of the economy standing out on the street all alone and fully exposed with the snow blowing up into uncomfortable places. When they finally figure it out, they are all going to be livid. And when they announce, as they will, that Alan Greenspan has left the building, get ready to hunker down.
What is next? Get ready for a triple punch soon and make your plans accordingly.
Punch one: watch for the markets to slide to new lows this summer and particularly this fall. This will cascade into four linked effects: the dollar will tumble as the Euro will mount a real challenge as the world currency of choice, convincingly displacing the dollar. Gold will soar, approaching $800 to $1000 mark within a year or two. (You heard it here first.) International confidence will begin to fail resulting in loss of significant foreign investments and our international debts could be called in at ever increasing levels. Forget the bond markets (snore). Wait till you witness the inevitable, predictable and powerful political effect of the declining economy in the November elections. The administrationâs only hope for survival or even circumventing a massacre at the polls will be leveraging the Greenspan genius and delaying the inevitable market convulsion this fall.
Punch two: the government will have to begin printing money in unprecedented volume by the coming, long hot summer of 2005. A new administration, emboldened by its mandate to âfix the economyâ will naively respond to the evolving crisis by reversing the Bush tax cuts and raising them even beyond previous levels. This will only exacerbate the economic dilemma, of course. Eventually, interest rates will spike considerably higher than even on Carterâs watch. Inevitably, jobs will be lost and productivity will spiral down the governmentâs fiscal toilet as the economy cannot possibly sustain the stress. Perotâs âgreat sucking soundâ will emanate not from our southern border, but from Wall Street itself.
Punch three: As the tax base implodes, as the debt is called in and as the deficit spikes through the stratosphere, somebody somewhere will finally declare the Emperor the pervert that he is. He will then sit on Wall Street in sackcloths and ashes, but it will be way too late. It already is.
One of my Internet heroes, Jim Puplava, has been publicly calling the Emperor a pervert for over a decade. He has mounted an interesting theory that while all this economic insanity is hanging over our heads that it is conceivable that the nation could be hit with an unpredictable event that he calls a Rouge Wave or a âten sigma eventâ that would either trigger an uncontrolled economic meltdown or make an ongoing economic disaster even worse. Such an occasion could be a terrorist attack on par with or worse than 911, or an international incident of such magnitude that it would inevitably adversely affect every civilized nationâs economy. Such rogue waves, Jim writes, are totally unpredictable and play on the weaknesses already inherit in the worldâs invariably linked financial systems, weakened by historic excesses and apalling debt.
So what do we do now?
Donât worry, be happy.
Hey â everybody else is! What is going to happen has already been set into motion anyway. We are all seated comfortably and in style on the great fiscal ship Titanic. Night is falling. The air is festive. We are feeling our great and lofty positions as the band plays on and the great ship sails off into history. Why, not even God Himself could sink this greatest economic juggernaut in the history of mankind! Oh by the way, we have just been handed our latest assignment: re-arrange the deck chairs and get ready for tomorrowâs next big boom.
Until then⦠Itâs the depression, moron. Deal with it now or deal with it later. And, oh by the way, if you thought the half-time at the Superbowl was lewd, donât tune into Moneyline, whatever you do. The Emperor is a mainstay and they donât just do headshots.
Dennis Chamberland
dennis@chamberland.us
