The Peripatetic School

Rhabdomancy

Bill held the stick by the branches of the Y pinched between his thumbs and palms (at the end of his lifelines), palms up, wrapped his fingers around next, and then curled his wrists upwards causing the stem of the Y to point upwards, and started walking slowly across the sandy field, chanting an ancient rhyme with his eyes closed. (Actually, I am kidding about the chant and closed eyes) Then it happened!

The stick went “zoink,” twisting downward in his hands with the stem purportedly pointing at the water underground.

“I didn’t do that.” Bill said.

Buying Bug-out Bunkers 101

My wife and I will be completing a sale on our new bug-out property in a couple of weeks. We are getting a smoking deal. I know that many of you are interested in a similar deal, but perhaps do not know all the tricks of the trade to get the kind of deal you deserve. Not that I know them all either, but we have had some experience buying properties on the cheap and I simply wanted to share what we have learned and open a conversation that invites the expertise of several real estate pros that I know haunt these forums.

What if we are wrong?

In the spirit of considering both sides of a question, why not take a thought trip and explore a future where all of our relatives and friends who have rolled their eyes at us turn out to be right? What if we have been deluded all along…

The other 1%—Ready, Relaxed and Right

I suspect a quick scan of the headlines each morning as the markets open, and reading a bit in the afternoon to catch up is all that is needed. With that much attention, we can stay on our toes. All y’all here will keep us apprised of significant stories that indicate what may come and when. But getting stressed out about it--that is for the birds.

Why didn’t someone tell me?

Well, the new year is here, 2015, and may are predicting dire happenings. Perhaps I am just preaching to the choir today, but maybe a line or two here will strike a chord, or can be passed along to others. I wish someone would have told me about metals much sooner. I don't mind that I finally got on the train at a bad time. I am on and not getting off. I know it is not about investing any longer, but perhaps investing is a good angle from which to bring up the topic these days--people understand that. What they do not get is the FED, CFR, IMF, Bilderberger, globalist, Wall Street, corrupt, criminal, fiat-manipulating conspiracy.

"Save us, Oh FED"

Turd deserves a day off!

And we must have something new to read!

I was on an anniversary vacation (27 years) in lovely Sedona Arizona yesterday when I noticed the headline on the USA Today weekend edition praising the FED for saving the stock markets. I had to stop and read ... It just burns me to see news manipulation in action while I am trying to relax.

Weekend Reading & Soul Searching

Keeping our perspective in weeks like this helps all of us to keep our cool and act rationally in our own personal best interests. After I stopped screaming Friday afternoon, I was struck with the necessity of a healthy perspective.  Come on in to re-read (or read for the 1st time) several "Epic Posts" by members here that may just help us keep our heads. The heart of hte matter seems to be our commitment to hold on to our story of Keynesian failure, rather than giving into the MSM story of Keynesian success, selling our metals, writing off our losses, and re-joining the larger society. It seems to be a choice that many readers here have to revisit every couple of weeks. Are we fooling ourselves in massive cognitive dissonance, or are we right?  (image by Pining)

Why is it taking so long?

Which metaphor is most accurate? A collapsing stage on which the antagonists fight? Musical chairs of gold ownership? Or the Pirates of the Caribbean maelstrom that was sucking down the losers as they fired rounds at one another? I am certain the metaphor is NOT a sunny road into the future where “hope” motivates us to achieve our liberal-socialist dreams of equality, prosperity, and an easy retirement.

The Golden Canary

Why not have a bit of fresh weekend reading while Turd is under the weather. Feel free to share this short article with anyone whom it may benefit.

Gold has always been viewed as a safe haven for investors when world markets are in turmoil. When the bear comes out of the cave, sell your stocks and guy gold, then sit tight until the bulls are back. That cute little system has worked for people since our nation left the gold standard back in the sixties, but it has turned gold into the proverbial canary in the coal mine. When the canary stops singing, due to unbreathable or flammable gasses building up, the miners better get out. 

The Jeremiad

The other day I found myself saddled with the Jeremiah complex. I have been posting short warnings on Facebook (a site which most of my family reads vigorously) about the economic situation. I started the day the “satan signal” appeared. I just thought that was very interesting and people might be curious and open to hear about FED manipulation and the PPT. But each time I begin preaching, I have certain relatives to tell me to stop being a gloom ‘n doomer. (I probably shouldn’t have had that beer before I sat down to write my last Facebook post).

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