Ever since the 666 low in 2009 ignoring the bad news and just staying invested has been the right move, just like an ostrich, bury your head in the sand. The central bank has had your back mainlining you ZIRP financial heroin to make the painful truth vaporize into a drug induced easy ether.
I liken this period to the response that someone who jumps out of the top window in a tall building gives to a person peering out of a mid-building window querying him on how its going with "fine so far". In that long journey down, it's only the last inch that matters. So it will be with the crazy funny money juiced-up economy. Unlike our misbegotten friend who jumps out of a building window, there is no way of knowing how many floors the economic building has, it's cloudy on the way down. You'll only know your fate when you high speed kiss the pavement.
The Congressional debt ceiling fearsome foursome meet today in DC with Joe to play a little game of economic chicken. The key to playing chicken is that someone's got to blink. If all eyes stay wide open, it's a head-on collision with all the mangling that this entails. Of course, the ostrich strategy would say just ignore this DC kabuki theater keeping long through thick and thin like our gravity lead friend happily passing floor after floor in blissful ignorance.
Given the caliber of the characters meeting today to decide our economic fate, the Chicken Little in me is whispering that the sky is falling and this gathering might just be the first gust of an ill wind that parts those clouds and gives us an economic floor count to that last inch. Of course, for more than a decade now that big bad ostrich bird has been kicking the crap out of Chicken Little, so odds are today probably will be no exception.
Regards,
Douglas
Edited by Douglas, 09 May 2023 - 12:48 AM.