Hi Yo Silver, away
Hey, this thing still works; I thought my membership in SI had long ago expired. Just thought I’d try it tonight. OK, I’ve gotta touch base with a couple of old friends here then.
I apologize in advance to those posters who don’t know who this opinionated fool is and may find me off topic, off putting, off colour, or off the wall, but it’s really just a time saving device rather than writing two separate private messages. Now that I know that I haven’t been cyber-assassinated: this seems logical. It’s a one time event. And...I’ve been drinking...my “cold comfort” of the Southern variety. I’ll get on to the stocks in the next post. And there is always your “next post” option if you’d prefer.
Hey there Marcos and Ralfph:
My absence from the board (even if I would have had to reregister) and my too-full-for-anything-and-gettin’-out-of-the-habit schedule is easily explained. My family underwent what should have been a not-unexpected tragedy but now has transformed into more of an ongoing calamity punctuated by BC Ferries. Further to the private post I sent you quite some time ago Marcos, I’m happy to say that against all of her doctors’ advice and orders for the past year or so and several very close calls, my Mom hasn’t died yet; she says she’s just too damned mean to die and I’ve decided to take her word for it. She’s now “Waiting for God” in an extended care facility where Alzheimer’s reigns...even the staff is getting forgetful.
Gordie “Dude, Where’s my Car?” Campbell hasn’t forgotten about them though. He’s about to close them down and sell the place. Meanwhile, the gov’t in their preemptive strike has already closed the laundry facilities and the kitchen so they now get their laundry done in a Victoria hospital that is infamous for scabies and their food is prepared by the staff of the local hospital that uses staph infection for patient population pruning.
I hope they don’t stop the hairdressers, they’ve at least got the right to look nice for each other, and they do, even the catatonic ones. I guess Gordie’s working on attrition, but maybe that is too Machiavellian even for him. Nah, that sounds about right, he’s probably got a buddy who wants a really big bed and breakfast as an enchanting stopover to the 2010 Winter Olympics. I hope the guests like vengeful ghosts on walkers.
So, yeah, it wasn’t really “The Last Post” for the near and dear, but it has been for me for over a year. As a compulsive/obsessive, I’ve been elsewhere paying dues and homage, and volunteering my time and energy for the upcoming generation (especially mine, my son, the bassplayer, and I were onstage together for a good cause for the first time..that was magic and just dripping with mutual respect for what each of us had thought through and found out for the music and the presentation) and meanwhile working on trading strategies and where precious metals fit into the overall picture.
I’m still trying to find my way through some of the geological terms but my belief that most of what is really important to turning a buck is what is happening now at the intraday price and volume focal point, and then fitting into larger fractals; makes it a lot easier to ignore some of it. Not saying that I’m not still doing DD, just not nearly so anal about it in this market of one night stands. And I’ve seen DD run contrary to price and volume action too many times to base decisions on my superficial knowledge of geology or any other discipline. I respect them for what they are and know that I will never master them, or really have the need to.
This is the sentence that made me back away from my geological dictionary: “The auriferous sulphide veinlets appear to represent a later or late-stage mineralized event channelled up along and into the vuggy silica bodies.”
Lewis Carol, Samuel Johnson, Dr. Seuss, or Tolkein couldn’t have written that, it looks like a linguistics exercise devised by Noam Chomsky to prove the need for the study of semantics. It reads like hardcore Geo-Jabberwocky porn, complete with penetration. Nah, I’m better off with numbers, particularly ones you can put dollar signs in front of.
I went to the Resource Investment Conference in town here yesterday for a short visit out of curiosity. I kept looking for a name tag that said “Raaaalllllfffffppphhh” on it but I see from a previous post that you were out with your chainsaw. It’s great weather for it if you don’t dress too warmly, but hey, you taught me and my kid about layering clothing. This really is shirt sleeve or tee shirt weather though eh?. We’re definitely in the Mediterranean of Canada.
Tribal elder, Thom Calandra’s talk and the following panel discussion with Bill Murphy et al was well attended, SRO. It was what had got me interested enough to dress up a bit and go downtown in the first place. I won’t go into their content other than to say that it was the predictable discussion that happens between knowledgable gold bugs reading their scars for signs. I was more interested in the number of bums in the chairs. It was far better attended (for obvious reasons) than the penny diamond company presenters and the sprinkling of Kaiserites (at least for this talk). He’s apparently got more fish now, mind you, I haven’t really followed him since Kensington. He’s got bottom fish, shell fish and game fish, I left just before he started talking about gold fish and (gasp) silver fish, or maybe he didn’t, but I wasn’t taking the chance. I went outside to share cigarettes, change, and stories with the homeless panhandlers...wish I’d have seen those free sandwiches.
Actually, for a guy who doesn’t get out much, it was pretty much a perfect day. I got into an animated discussion with a heartless Liberal who had never worked a day out in the cold in his life who as a finishing remark told me, “Well, then let’s just say that all politicians suck.” My rejoinder: check and checkmate was, “Yeah, but Campbell swallows”.
As I’ve told ya before Ralfph, sometimes I wonder if strange things happen to me or I to them but, I swear, the very next guy I talked to was a pro-war Texas math teacher. The Gods were smilin’ on me...but you should have seen the look on my wife’s face...she gave me that “it’s a good thing you’re big” look...especially when I manuevered us into the topic of Crockett’s surrender and execution and had him buyin’ it. It was really a wonderful day.
I also met some really great folks there and was exceedingly gentlemanly as well, lest you should think I went there looking for trouble. I’ve long ago been taken off the RCMP violent guy list....I think...at least you’d hope so, Well. Ya’d think so wouldn’t ya? I mean how long can they bear a grudge? Whoops, I think I know the answer.
But, back to the topic, it seems to me that perhaps more people are becoming aware that there is more to the recent gold move than recent rumours of the start of Armageddon or stilling the other certified maniac in North Korea. But you would never know it from watching TV...or at least I haven’t noticed much. I wonder though, there is what? about 2 million people in Vancouver and I had no trouble finding parking for the event. Even a big room full isn’t much of a dent in the available investor population.
I’ve got friends, and so do you, who won’t go near the market and use for their confirmation of being right, the DOW and TSE indices. Actually, the best thing that could happen to them is to lose their jobs early and learn survival skills. Nah, that’s too strong...but it might not be if we get really scared and imagine the homeless as the new middle class because they learned the skills earlier.
This double edged sword could be becoming more apparent, the thing is though that when it does, we who are still ahead of the curve IMHO in silver and gold could find ourselves economically comfortable in a very chaotic society if you follow the gold bug argument to its end.. A big part of me wishes it never to happen (I’d set aside my personal gain, but then again I’m a family man, so maybe a little, comfortable gain) and the other part sees no other way for the downtrending trail to lead with the stupid, astounding, escalating degree of credit expansion, the “derivatives monster”, the decreasing above ground supplies in precious metals, the continuation and stoking of the War on Iraq, and the destructive forces taken to conceal this and more.
It really is the economy, stupid. It’s not blood, or oil, or blood for oil, or revenge for who almost shot who’s Pa (or Poppy as he was known to the Kennedy assassination team), or inefectually overlaying real people with one-size-fits-all-ready-made ethnocentric pseudo-democratic cloning, or envy or any of the other deceptive tricks. It ain’t Manifest Destiny, that hardly only worked once. And it is going to take one Hell of a turnaround in thinking.
To paraphrase, ‘cause I don’t want to look it up, Nathan Rothschild said, Give me control of the economics (or the banks—the money) and I care not who makes the laws.
Then there’s Bush who tomorrow night is going to soothsay from his bully pulpit, supposedly focussing on the economy. This is going to be a lying-by-omission sales job to witness. I’m going to make popcorn. “For my next illusion, I’m gonna make the ‘murcan dollar go down”; and, “Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.” Actually, that’s what’s had me concerned for the last long while. Who’s behind the curtain? In other words, who’s going to profit?
Maybe I’ve been reading too many common sense, well documented, conspiracy theories for my own good but I have the uneasy feeling that the same international financiers, and their wealthy minions, who have profited, generationally, from financing both sides of past wars could be sticking their dirty little fingers into people’s lives once again for their profit and our fear and misery, and death to many of the helpless and innocent; sort of like BC Liberals on steroids.
I mean, most folks still think the American Civil War was about slavery and that the bombing of Pearl Harbour was a “Day that will live for infamy” in its original sense.
“They knoweth not what they do”...but, as far as I know,life is precious and one that’s lost is irretrievable and to be grieved and honoured, in that order. To take another person’s life is inconceivable. To take it for profit is just worse.
Just imagine, if the same powers that seduced Presott Bush into forthright wrongdoing and George the Elder to do the same, may have taken control over the present product, it is not inconceivable that perhaps there is a firm grasp on George the Moron’s strings. Pardon the gratuitous epithet but I’ve long felt that we should really renew the time-honoured practice of adding them to the name of public figures. I’ve thought so since the days of the Royal offspring Charles the Cuckhold and Edward the Coward. Of course, Donald Rumsfeld only needs to be spoonerized. It’s interesting to note that of all of the Bush posse, Rumsfeld is the only one who is not a member of the Council on Foreign Relations. I wonder if Bush has ever thought of just squeezing him for oil. Rumsfeld can’t sit on rattan, he keeps oozing through.
These innocent sounding names for nefarious clubs can throw ya off at first until you get the hang of it. Like, who would have thought that these guys, “The Senate Committee on Banking, Housing, and Urban Affairs” would be the guys for the inspectors to call if they forget what they’re looking for:
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The US economy? tomorrow? eh? The Connecticut Bush’s are not good at this stuff. Wow, if ya can’t push underemployed people with shrinking dollars at home to consume more, you can make a few bucks in the short term getting some of them to make some stuff to throw at other guys who are even more depressed. I don’t get the first argument let alone the second one. I’m looking forward to the next anti-war rally.
Actually, watching the talking heads and the politicians on TV has pretty much convinced me that John Prine was right when he sang, “Blow up your TV, move to the country”. But, what’s this? I see that there’s a documentary on tonight about the development of the Robertson screwdriver. Finally something useful...maybe I’ll give it another chance.
Sorry ‘bout the long post, I just dropped by to say howdy and got carried away. But hey it’s been awhile and I’ve been feelin’ a rant coming on. It was a pleasant surprise to see that my SI membership was still valid to give me the vehicle.
Hey Marcos...Over 4,000 served...allllllllrighty, take care Ralfph,
Catch you guys later, Viva Chavez
Happy Trails
Lenny |
