I am reluctantly moving the Panic Meter to 4.5...The Japanese earthquake is the kind of black swan event that I was afraid of, happening at just about the EXACT moment that the Fedsters are running out of tricks. The ME remains a giant clusterfuck. Commodity markets are on the verge of fucko bazoo, because the winter was something out of a Dicken's novel and there ain't gonna BE commodities to trade and because paper money is going to be chasing REAL STUFF (except houses) as the market for fictional wealth withers like a Florida tomato plant...
It will not be a normal summer, even among us freaks..
Urgency meter is bumped up a notch, to 8.5...if you don't get your shit together in the next few weeks, you'll just have to muddle through with...untogether shit...I guess, any way...
Remember who we are, and who we aspire to be...upper lips, remain stiff...eyes remain unbugged...we are a ship of Piccards, the Borg does not scare us and we will not assimilate...
Alex, make it so...
Tug