trading recap

So who’s it gonna be? You or me? Guess we’ll just have to see. Muslim Brotherhood lost its nerve. Blinked. They never stood a chance – yeah, Egypt’s military dictators got no eyelids, dark hearts, and a lust for money, power. Plus, the Generals squeezed Supreme Court justices, changed rules, then basically offered Islamists a junior-partner role in dictatorship. Of course, young, starry-eyed democrats, having risked

Tick tock. Goes the clock. Which one? Ain’t that the question. On Wednesday, mankind joined together, looked to the Sun. To watch Venus make its silent transit. Next time that clock chimes – 2117AD – we’ll all be ashes. Dust. Tick tock. Yeah, billions of us Sun gazers, adrift on a little planet, considered our common fate, forgot petty differences, celebrated. Yup, over the really long-term, Men share common go

Quick boys. Grab your Geiger counters. Goggles too. Things are getting hot. We’re catching Blue Fin Tuna, here in Cali, more radioactive than Iraqi WMD’s. And I ain’t trumping that up. It’s true. So what’s this all about? Fallout. Yeah, America’s getting Fukushima’d. And the only surprise is that anyone’s surprised. You see, some problems got real long half-life’s. They swirl, as Earth spins. Take Europeans: flirted

Pressed my face to cold glass. At 30,000 feet. Looking up. Yeah, the sky is falling. So say little chickens. Of course, they’re wrong. Europe’s simply embarking on another bitter fight. With itself. As it’s always done. And how can it be otherwise? Europeans hate one other. Always have. Always will. Don’t believe me? Read a book. Which book? Any book. But in the past, there was nothing to fight over, except for commo

“Flawed, complex, poorly conceived, poorly vetted, and poorly executed,” admitted JP Morgan’s CEO. And his investors promptly puked (JPM -18% since May 10). Now, it’s not that they’re worried he’ll fail; Jamie’s far too big for that. Nope, he’s just too complex to succeed. And, as everyone knows, it’s too costly to shrink. FBI arrived, to shake him down, and uncover Dimon’s crime. Let me help; he’s Human. Overly ambi

I got the bug. Pretty bad. But hey, you do too. Wouldn’t be doing this if we didn’t. Gamble, that is. Of course, we ain’t alone. Men been weighing risk/reward, calculating probabilities and placing bets, from the day some bold gambler stuck a Wooly Mammoth (betcha $1mm he got laid that night). Anyhow, as I crawled up rocks this wk, looking left, right, up – and down – evaluating footing, hand-holds too, Greeks did th

Brought Wolf and Keeve. Golden Retrievers. There’s no better breed. Oh, you disagree? Well, you’re wrong. Strong, gentle, kind, they’d follow you through Hell, tails waggin. Oh, you want smart too? Well, go find yourself a f’in PhD. Anyhow, we scaled Dragon’s Back. Leaping boulder to boulder. Eyed my initials, Mara’s too, carved deep into stone. From an earlier climb. Oh, don’t approve? Well, men been doing that fore

“The analgesic we administer has side-effects,” warned Jens Weidmann, 8th President of Germany’s Bundesbank, attacking ECB policy. Of course, he’s right. Everything has side-effects. Take hyper-inflation. It tends to have the side-effect of helping charismatic young Austrians with stubby mustaches win German elections. Which tends to lead to mass genocide. Which often leads to the creation of homelands in the Levant.

Spring’s here. No doubt. Just look around. Anything that moves is getting banged. And I’m not talking about India’s missile test, that proves it can bang Beijing. Or shaft Shanghai. Nope. I’m talking about stuff like bunga bunga Berlusconi parties, crawling with dirty little nuns. And US Secret Service agents in Columbia, on their boozy strip search. Bet Silvio wishes he’d known one was 17. And the Agents wished they