lovely, dark and deep

…when the first hard rain comes. And the cool. Wet air. Follows. You get a sense. For the first time. Not really the first time. That summer. Might one day. End.

By consuming large quantities of radioactive shredded wheat (the mini, bite-sized kind, not the dog-biscuit-sized kind) I hope to one day gain the ability to simultaneously walk through walls and piss blue Jello®.

…and if I read one more post by some emasculated, ball-less guy about the so-called “WAF,” I assure you. I will puke.

Grow a pair. Please.

Not that any was needed.

Bernanke doesn’t expect U.S. double-dip recession:

“Federal Reserve board chairman Ben Bernanke said Tuesday he didn’t think that the U.S. economy would slip back in to recession, saying that consumer spending and business investment seem strong enough to keep the economy growing, albeit at a relatively subdued rate.”

Filed under: “Your mouth is big, but I sure hope it can fit your foot.”

MarketWatch article:

U.S. stocks relocated the rally gear Thursday, tracking a rebound in the euro as concerns about Europe’s debt crisis ebbed somewhat after China denied reports it would sell euro-bond holdings.

As if China would admit reducing euro exposure even if it were. To do so would be even more idiotic than this article. It would do the exact opposite, which it has now done, talk up the euro.

Trying to explain broad market movement based on any given day’s news is idiotic. Trying to explain broad market movement based on an idiot’s interpretation of the day’s news is an order of magnitude worse.

But now, joining the previously nominated Senator Chris Dodd and Treasury Secretary Tim Geithner, we have a third candidate for year’s most assinine, idiotic bloviation.

Senator John Kerry. Come on down!

“[T]he former Democratic presidential candidate, concerned with the anger voters are aiming at Washington, says that his party and President Obama are doing a ship-shape job.

‘We’ve come back,’ he says of the nation, Wall Street, and the economy. ‘This is an amazing resurgence.’”

Smoking too much Newsweek are we?

Incredibly proud we all are to have such brilliant and gifted leaders. Truly. We. Are Not. Worthy.

Reinventing the sweet potato.

MoFos can’t leave anything alone. I’ll have mine non-GMO, thank you.

Because when the world ends, I’ll be damned if I’m not appropriately attired.

Or. Should the apocalypse perchance occur during a warm spell:

Jacket (Sentinel, sold out, some available on ebay), jeans (Remsen, slim straight, light destroyed), and shorts (Algonquin, olive) by Abercrombie & Fitch (because it costs a lot to look so poor; I recommend removal or obliteration of their name patch on left shoulder of jacket; conspicuous poverty is the new “in”).

Treads are of the pre-aged Nike vintage Vandal variety discussed here. Mostly sold out.

T-shirt is vintage, available on ebay for more than any sane person would pay. Then again, there’s only one apocalypse. Cost is no object.

…of central bankers around the world being impaled upon the sharp yellow spearhead of a barbarous relic.

And no one deserves it more than they. Their fiat money con game is over.

This old “relic” has a long, long way yet to run.