Soul Cake

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Quintessencially Speaking

The mind wants to know all the world,
and all eternity, even God.

The mind’s sidekick, however,
will settle for two eggs, over easy.

–Annie Dillard, The Abundance

Riffing on my favorite TV meteorologist (Look it this picture, folks, isn’t Hurricane Zenia a beauty? Great looking storm, and she’s only a cat 4 now, should be a 5 when she crushes us tomorrow), I have to tell you, this is not just any old stock market top, it’s the most phenomenal top I’ve ever seen. Ever. In all of history. When it starts down, there will be no hiding from it. Gonna send us all into the poorhouse, whether we own stock or not.

There, I’ve said it, and that’s the last pessimistic comment I’ll make until along about 2025, give or take a decade, when the ensuing bear market hits bottom. It is reasonable to lean against the prevailing view when things get over done. This is something I’ve been doing, as you know.

I’m going to jump the gun (and quite possibly be wrong) this afternoon. It appears that the last few squiggles in the Dow Jones Industrial Average are tracing out an ending diagonal triangle. It is a news based rally, the news being that the tax bill has enough votes to pass. Hooray, you say–more money for rich people who will do nothing for the economy, more money for corporations, who will pay out more dividends to rich people and do nothing for job creation, and, of course, less money for anyone who works for a living.

Adding to the “good” news is the consensus of Wall Street economists and strategists that the economy and the markets will do swimmingly well in 2018. Investor optimism  has not been this high since 2007. Valuations are in the clouds. investment portfolios have the highest allocation to stocks, and the lowest to cash since records have been kept. And, as always in a major speculative market top, there is an irresistible bubble to stir the animal spirits. Bitcoin, a cryptocurrency, can now be traded in the futures exchanges, a sure marker for a long term top in something that millions want to buy, even they don’t know what it is.

The package, extremely high valuations, universal bullishness, and wild trading in a bizarre speculation is exactly what to expect if the market is, indeed, going to complete an ending diagonal triangle in the next few hours. Should this happen, here’s what the text says:

“Dramatic reversal ahead!” 

Merry Christmas,


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On The Eve Of A 200 Year Top In The U.S. Market

The following is quoted from the August 4, 2017 issue of The Elliott Wave Theorist. Permission granted by  Bob Prechter, author.

“…the setup is reminiscent of 1929, which kicked off the biggest bear market in U.S. history with a crash that erased nearly 50% of the Dow’s value in less than three months. The difference this time is that the top is of one higher degree. So the bear market will be deeper than that of 1929-1932 in the DJIA, and last longer that that of the 1929-1949 Dow/PPI. It is likely, moreover, to begin with a crash, perhaps one bigger than that of 1929.”

We should note that, while the initial crash took 50% off the value of the Dow, the ultimate low in 1932 resulted in an 89% loss in the Average, and hundreds of bankruptcies in both public and private companies in the depression that followed. None of this was forecasted by the general population of market analysts and strategists. Quite to the contrary, the majority of them were optimistic, and bullish in the extreme right up to the end. It is the same today. The very same.

The ideal time for the top is now. The ideal price range for the Dow Jones Industrial Average is 23,000 plus or minus a couple hundred points, the range it is in now. October is a popular month for crashes.

The last line of Bob’s e-mail to me yesterday: “The market is ever so close…”

Good luck, everyone.




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A Sense of Place

Saying the NFL kneeling is about the flag
is like saying Rosa Parks staying seated on the bus in Montgomery
was about transportation

–Overheard somewhere, yesterday

It’s now sixty-four years since I saw what I saw, and nothing’s changed. Nothing.

It was 1953, I was 14, visiting my sister in New Orleans. Late one night, I board a street car on Canal Street. A stop or two down Canal, a drunk Negro boards, shuffles half-way down the isle and slumps down in front of the placard on the seat back that reads Whites Only.
“Get back a the sign,” the driver says. Drunk doesn’t move.
“Boy, you better move,” the driver says. Surly stare from the Negro.
Driver gets off the trolley, walks over to a phone booth and calls the cops. Minutes later, a paddy wagon with four cops arrives. The cops rush aboard, jerk the Negro off the Whites Only seat, drag him off the trolley, slam him onto the pavement and beat the living shit out of him with night sticks. They truss him in a straight-jacket, throw him in the back of the paddy wagon and drag his ass off to who knows where–fling him in the Mississippi river, for all I know.

It is frightening. I nearly vomit. I’ve never seen such violence done to a human being. I feel somehow violated myself.

Well, something has changed. The violence done to blacks, seemingly because they are blacks, is still a matter of sad record. You do not hear about a white mother telling her son, “No matter what happens, DO NOT RUN!” For a black mother, this is a survival strategy she must teach her young men, and pray they listen.

The change is that America’s persistent, shameful racism is out of the closet because a thoughtful young man demonstrated his  resistance to the status quo a year ago. And now it is in our face, and we are, one hopes, beginning a reasoned conversation about it.

At bible study this morning, Pastor Bob directed us to open our minds. In the circumstance, what should we do? Respect the nation’s flag, our most hallowed symbol of our values, some said. Respect the right that our constitution gives to lawful citizens to protest, said others (there is no law prohibiting burning or defacing or spitting or urinating on the flag).

Then we heard what, for me, was the real deal from a seventy-something, self-admitted Good Ole Boy.

He said, “My Granddaddy was mustard-gassed in Germany during WWI, my Daddy fought the Japs on Iwo Jima, and when I smarted off about the anti-war protesters during the Viet Nam war, my Daddy said “You just hold it, right there, son. Yore Granddaddy and I did what we did so that they would have the right to raise hell if they didn’t like things the way they were. Don’t you forget it!”

Then he cited the Constitution and its amendments, all of them. And he asked the question to the fifty white guys in the class, “Do we have any idea what it’s like not to be a privileged white man, something we had nothing to do with?”

Author Annie Dillard, In her book, Teaching a Stone To Talk, would have us think about these things:

In the deeps are the violence and terror of which psychology has warned us. But if you ride these monsters down, if you drop with them farther over the world’s rim, you find what our sciences cannot locate or name, the substrate, the ocean or matrix or ether which buoys the rest, which gives goodness its power for good, and evil its power of evil, the unified field: our complex and inexplicable caring for each other, and for our life together here. This is given. it is not learned.




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What’s Not To Like?

Killing me softly, killing me softly,
with his song…

–Roberta Flack

It’s September 14th. Cindy’s birthday is the 18th. I think, “You know what? I’d love to give her the new Amazon 8″ Kindle Fire with built-in Alexa.” Did I put the order in? Or just think about it? Either way, it’s on my doorstep in two days. I’m mildly distraught about this because, of course, I’ve come to expect next day delivery from Amazon, even though Hurricane Irma is still raging over my house.

Fucking Jeff Bezos, strumming my face with his fingers.

Without question, Amazon is the retail industry disrupter non pareil. On price (the Website said $79.95, but when I entered the order it was discounted to $59.95 for Prime members), on delivery speed, and on follow up service, the globe has never seen its equal. As a consumer, ya gotta love it, until you peak under the hood and see how it’s done.

How do you sell a twenty-seven dollar book for seventeen bucks?

  1. You persuade your investors to accept a business model that generates no profits for years in order to push thousands of neighborhood booksellers into bankruptcy.
  2. You squeeze both the authors and publishers unmercifully, forcing them to go along or get left off the juggernaut that is scooping up all the business with predatory pricing.
  3. You treat your employees callously, making them work in un-air conditioned fulfillment centers for lousy pay with the assurance that robots will take their place as soon as available.

Not a new story. Wal-Mart on steroids, actually. But I’m elitist. I have no problem hating WMT. I’d rather be horse-whipped than venture into one of their smarmy stores and deal with their surly, morbidly obese employees, just to pay less for my Fruit Of The Looms.

My bookseller? That’s another matter. Used to be, I’d be in every week to browse and buy. But as time has gone by, I have come to realize that I go local maybe two-three times a year. Always buy a book or two, but, Jeez, it’s a crime!

So, do I resist? Do I insist on paying full-boat in order to keep my local indie afloat? No. Commerce is Darwinian. The vitality of free markets depends on innovation, and the innovator wins, at least short term. So my store adapts by hosting authors for book signings, keeping an eye out for the books his local clients favor, and giving excellent service. Still, it’s a shrinking enterprise and it makes me sad.

The steady concentration of business, where a few companies, through innovation, financial heft, and/or political influence get the lion’s share is a normal feature of rising economies. Monopolies flourish late in the cycle, contributing to the ultimate weakening of the economy when competitors fail and put their workers on the street. Trust-busting follows, causing even more unemployment. It’s a mess, but that’s how it works.

Strictly speaking, Amazon is not a monopoly, in that it does not create content or manufacture products. It is a platform to distribute the produce of other entities. In traditional economics, Amazon is a classic rent-seeker. It derives its income by controlling a scarce commodity, the ability to distribute vast amounts of product, skimming profits off the top at the expense of the producers.

Rent-seekers have a shorter life than the average corporate entity. They wreak so much havoc on the general economy that they force the next wave of innovation as producers figure out a way to get their product to market more profitably by circumventing the rent-seeker’s channel of distribution.

Amazon is one of the most widely held stocks in the world. They are held to be a great company today, but as markets and social mood turn down, we can expect to see Amazon treated in an increasingly negative light. For now, I will enjoy my Prime Membership, but I damn sure wouldn’t own a stock this popular. Who’s left to buy?




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Indian Summer

It is said that the market climbs a wall of worry. That is certainly so in the first leg up. Just when it seems the problems of the recent depression are being dealt with, a break in the action pulls the market down to reassert pessimism.

The second leg features more widespread improvement. Good mood seeps in and crests at the second peak. This happened in 2000.

Underlying weaknesses in the economy and the financial system become apparent during the third and final leg of a great bull market. In spite of this, stocks keep going up. Inertia keeps the trend alive, despite a steady decline in social mood. You may recognize this as what we have now.

Perversely, there ought to be some good news to accompany the absolute top. Some political, economic or financial occurrence that makes you feel like things aren’t as bad as you thought. You’ll breathe a sigh of relief.

That’ll be your personal signal that the bull market is over.



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All But Over

Don’t think. It’s the best
advice I can give you.

—from Isaac,
by Ray McManus

This will be my last essay on stocks for the remainder of the Grand Supercycle bull market. The preferred scenario is for the correction underway since the August 7 high to hold above 20,800 in the Dow Jones Industrial Average, and then stage the final advance to plus or minus 23,000. However, ratio analysis of the wave pattern, together with numerous time/price relationships, point to August 7, 2017 as an ideal date for the top.

A decline significantly below 20,800 increases the odds that the intraday high of 21, 179 was the ultimate peak, but either way, I don’t see any value in more discussion about the vulnerability of stocks. My next post on markets will be when the major averages have made five waves down of intermediate degree, indicating that a multiyear bear market is underway.

I do want to make some observations on the general mood of country and, based on the work of Gustave Le Bon (The Crowd, A Study of the Popular Mind, pub. 1895), suggest what this implies for the future.

The stagnation of middle class income, together with increasing control of the U. S. Congress by the nation’s oligarchy has been underway long enough–over forty years, by some measures–to get the attention of the country at large. Anger built up slowly at first,  but exploded in the last five years. Le Bon held that anger of this type eventually pushes individuals into irrational thinking. Discouraged and exasperated about a system that works against them, they subconsciously associate themselves with others who have similar issues, eventually becoming a crowd.

A crowd of deeply pissed off people does two things: casts blame for their difficulties on other groups, and seeks out would-be leaders who promise to tear the system down and fix it for them. A demagogue then comes to the fore and plays the crowd with populist rhetoric that is powerfully convincing and irresistible, given the dysfunction of the times.

Trump’s followers will deny this, but it is my opinion that they’ve been sold a bill of goods. I believe we have a demagogue in the White House now, and the outlook is either for the man to succeed as a fascist authoritarian, or for the nation to undergo a constitutional crisis.

The very existence of the person of Donald J. Trump is an affront to human decency. He is a narcissistic bully with the remorselessness of a sociopath. As a business CEO, his success is based on lying, cheating, stealing, and seriously hurting other people. He is illiterate and incurious. He is a canny ignoramus. He is a lowlife, cowardly misogynist. His multiple character defects are a matter of public record and easily accessible. Yet, he was elected President of the United States of America. What have we become?

Eight months into his presidency, Trump’s incompetence becomes more apparent by the day. But, desperate for change, thirty to forty million citizens cling to the hope that this morally reprehensible person can make their lives better. They flock to his campaign stops to have their resentments stoked by his outrageous populist  pronouncements. The man who would be the architect of the vision for a great nation makes policy out of those statements that draw the loudest cheers from the worst elements of his base, usually the ones with the most mean spirited intent. What, indeed, have we become?

We have become a kakistocracy, the Greek term for a country that deliberately chooses to be governed by its worst person.

America has devolved socially to dystopia. The endgame is total collapse. May God save us from ourselves. See you on the other side, sisters and brothers. After the fall, we can rebuild the Temple together.




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When Words Fail Me

There is always an abundance of stupid stuff going on at big market tops. This one is a stunner:

The VIX is a sentiment indicator that shows the implied volatility ahead. Low volatility is associated with rising markets and high volatility happens in crashing periods.

This chart displays the biggest speculative bet ever that the market will be stable, that is to say, gently rise, giving investors a super comfortable ride. This is an extremely crowded trade, which means that, with few if any speculators taking the other side, the market is primed for a very big crash. Now stare at the VIX itself:

The insanity of this situation is that the first chart is telling us that there is an unprecedented bet that the market will go up, causing the VIX to go down. This while all market metrics are screaming crash dead ahead. Note what happened from 2007 to 2009. Being short back then was disastrous and, this is the part that should interest anyone who owns stocks today: unwinding this short position puts enormous pressure on the stock market proper, making a bad thing horrific for anyone owning stocks or stock mutual funds.

Pretty dumb, don’t you think? Believe me, I’ve seen this before. It’s gonna be awful when it happens, and I don’t think it will be much longer.

One more thing: It should be clear to all by now that the United States of America is now a kakistocracy. I cannot imagine that this is bullish.




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Smoke Signals

We love because it’s the only true adventure

—Nikki Giovanni

We got back from the mountains last night and I charted the daily
Dow Jones Industrials. We look to have completed an ending diagonal triangle with a throw over:

Last time I saw this was August 1987. Shortly afterwards, the market turned down sharply, paused, rallied into September, and then crashed 32% in a day in October.

The overall condition of the U.S. Stock market is more vulnerable today by far than in ’87. It looks to me like a strong bet that the Grand Super Cycle bull market will top within the next 90 days.



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On Nature’s Way

The real trouble with this world of ours is not that it is an unreasonable world, nor even that it is a reasonable one.  The commonest kind of trouble is that it is nearly reasonable, but not quite.  Life is not an illogicality; yet it is a trap for logicians.  It looks just a little more mathematical and regular than it is; its exactitude is obvious, but its inexactitude is hidden; its wildness lies in wait.

G. K. Chesterton

–You lied, she tells me.

–Did not, I say.

–Did So–You said Billy was coming to play.”

–He’s coming, dang it! He just hasn’t gotten here yet.

Little sisters can be so tiresome. Less so, now that I’ve grown up, are readers that grouse about me predicting a catastrophe that never seems to come. Said catastrophe, a bear market of Grand Supercycle degree, is an event that will follow a Grand Supercycle bull Market that began in 1784, and is tracing out the fifth and final wave. It is the timing of the top that creates the uncertainty. Tops can and do take their sweet time coming to conclusion. The certainty is that, when the characteristics of a top are present, a severe crash is going to be the outcome.

On March 6, 2014, I wrote:

On a sunny day, the snowpack on a mountainside presents a picture of stability. But, beneath that serene white blanket, minute cracks are forming to weaken it. The longer it remains on the mountain, the more ubiquitous the cracks under the surface, until the snowpack reaches critical state. When this happens, scientists can predict that an avalanche will occur. They just can’t predict when the last snowflake will float down from a cloud to precipitate it.

The ubiquity of fissures in the global financial system first reached critical state in 2000. Repeated efforts by the Fed to prevent a washout to cleanse the system held the market up until 2007. The 54% crash into the lows of ’09 caused central bankers around the world to undertake a massive bailout, but nothing substantive has been done to fix things. Truth is, the only real fix is a Jubilee-like flattening of most of the unpayable debt that is choking off global economic growth. Leviticus 25-26 is good read here. 

The recovery since March of ’09 has been weak, and now, even before the U. S. stock market has made its final top, the economic data is rolling over. Locally, what looks like a healthy crowd of tourists in town is deceptive. They are not spending money, my merchant neighbor tells me. It’s a very small sample, but I don’t have to look far to find corroborating evidence.

The key is to be prepared. The market studies I employ have given several forecasts that have led to partial playouts of the no-place-to-hide-from calamity that is in the works. The topping pattern once again looks to be in its late stages. I think we should expect this one to be the one that leads to an epic collapse in the value of all assets other than cash.

After the top is in, sometime this year, buy-and-hold will cease to be a viable investment strategy for decades to come. My hope is that my friends and family will not be unprepared.


Chicken Little


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