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Emergency back-up Podcast

Well life just doesn't seem right without an end-of-the-week podcast. So I'll try to pinch-hit without striking out.

Come on in for a listen and then leave a comment to straighten me out. God knows I need it.

Jerome

On the road again

Just a holiday thread to generate some prepping discussion and give our dear "number 2" host a break. Business needs have called us away from home to work--to get property in sale-able shape so my family can be out of debt, completely! say a prayer for us and we'll reciprocate.

Awake but still sleepy

From my vantage point, the informed consensus is that we have begun a long slow economic decline, hoping to avoid world war, pissed off at the FED and banks for their thievery, but thankful that we have not had a collapse. I feel inspired to quote Thomas Paine’s ending words to Common Sense right here:

“Until an independence is declared, the Continent will feel itself like a man who continues putting off some unpleasant business from day to day, yet knows it must be done, hates to set about it, wishes it over, and is continually haunted with the thoughts of its necessity.”

I resonate with that feeing, being haunted each day with the necessity of the imminent collapse, restructuring, revolution or whatever has to come. And if the Totalitarians have their way, it just puts the end off a bit longer, with even more pain and suffering in between and after. The Adults who are awake can see all this. The sleepy teenagers just want to sleep… five more minutes. But they are waking up.

On shemitahs, blood moons, collapse and war

Hey, lets monger some fear!

September 28 came and went without earthquakes, asteroids, flooding, fires and other such natural disasters that prophets of doom love to ascribe to the hand of God. Sure, there have been a few natural events, but nothing of biblical proportions. WW3 has not started. Israel is still sovereign. The economy has not collapsed.

So why all the fuss, and don’t those forecasters look foolish now?

Circling the toilet, or light at the end of tunnel?

Feeling somewhat prolific lately, here is another sermon for the choir for your weekend reading. Perhaps I am just getting some ideas sorted out of the messy desk of my mind.  I have sent this open letter to my friends and family, not wanting them to hate me for not warning them. I'd rather they think me crazy. I told them it would be my last word on the subject. Feel free to copy, paste, and forward to anyone you like, if you believe it may help the cause. And please, straighten me out if I have said something in error. I tried to err on the side of caution in making claims, staying on solid reasonable ground to make an argument that people who are disinclined to believe might be able to accept or at least consider.

Crazy Bartlett

At the risk of preaching to the choir... besides, we need a new thread for the day so we can speculate about the price action in the coming week.

One of our family stories is about my great-great grandfather who moved to Oklahoma at the edge of civilization after the Civil War. He learned that a railroad line was planned to pass through their region. Of course such things took time, but he got busy...

Another entertaining Podcast

Well, why not another podcast. Its sure easier than writing a whole article with footnotes and everything.

And I just don't understand why Bo won't return my calls. I thought we really had something going there a couple of days ago.

Disclaimer: My trading advice is not intended to advise you. I just cannot keep my mouth shut.

Somebody say Podcast?

Well, I am no Turd, and my market views should be carefully examined and questioned, possibly ridiculed, and not traded. But since friday's are just not the same without a podcast...

I sort of tried to arrange an interview with Bo Polny, but couldn't find his name in the phone book.

Click to listen

http://s1.vocaroo.com/media/download_temp/Vocaroo_s1VG1wd9O3iv.mp3

Let me tell you a story...

Some years ago, when my kids were young and bouncy, we took a drive with another family in a big van to another town, with their three kids and ours. The five kids (8, 9, 11, 12 & 13) were restless. So I tried an experiment. I began telling them a story. They all tuned in immediately.

We love stories. We believe stories. We construct our world on the stories we hear. We connect the dots, put the puzzle together... and it becomes truth for us.

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.

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