This Carbon Based Life

By David Glenn Cox

Something funny is going on besides the orange Matt Dillon taking his stroll through the streets of Dodge City. News reports reached the orange terminator about his cowering in the basement earning him the nickname Bunker Boy.  Trump became so angry he threw his Ritchie Rich doll against the wall and put Binky his orange plush bear in his chair behind his desk. “So, they think I’m afraid, do they? Call the Army and the Park Rangers and get me a couple of dozen Secret Service agents up here…I’m going for a walk.”

But sir, there is a peaceful protest going on in Lafayette Park. “Get rid of them.”

Trump processed one block the Episcopal Church and held up a Bible proving conclusively there is no God. If there were a righteous and just all powerful being overseeing the universe, he would have nailed him right there and then with a lightning bolt leaving only orange flotsam and ecclesiastical confetti. Let’s see, Trump Airlines, Trump Steaks and Trump University and now he’s going to try his hand at the Christian Religion. Come on Jesus, if you are coming this guy is going to get you crucified all over again. I can hear him now, “I take no responsibility, it was all Jesus’s fault.”

With no regard for law, justice or the office of the presidency or even common sense the Cheeto marches into infamy. Insanity of full display live on the six o’clock news. Pointless, meaningless, wantonly cruel and destructive. The Constitution means no more to him than his favorite Harry Potter novel. “I violated the civil rights of several hundred people by having them assaulted…what’s your point?”

Joe Biden quick to see an opening after Trump threatened to shoot protesters was quick to add…” I’d shoot em in the legs!” Face palm, you are off the debate team Joe. Between now and November Joe, take a vow of silence. Say nothing and point towards Pennsylvania Ave. This is no longer a shit storm this has become a shit blizzard so don’t try to compete. Do not remind America that you are no prize either. Just keep your lip buttoned and point and all will be well. All will be well until the bottom drops out and if you watch carefully you can see it coming. The pandemic caught everyone by surprise the markets lost one third of their value overnight and a lot of big boys and girls took a bath.

Legendary comedian Groucho Marx was once invited to ring the opening bell on Wall Street. Moments before the bell Marx began to sing explaining. “I took a bath here in twenty-nine and I always sing in the bath.” That was back in the days when pump and dump was new idea. Hire a couple of writers under the table to write glowing articles about American Wax works or Acme Can in the newspaper. Have influential friends buy larger blocks of stock. Wow! That stock is really moving, I better get on board! Then as the price rises you slowly sell out leaving the suckers holding the bag. Technically it is illegal, but what does illegal really mean anymore? Senators have insider trading charges dropped out of hand and the Cheeto breaks the law for sport.

The stock market is supposed to reflect the business conditions in America six months in advance. Really? The market rises and the future is so bright I gotta wear shades. A Covid drug passes its first test and the market soars. The first test meaning, it didn’t kill anyone. With hundreds of research programs going on it’s as newsworthy as “Hey, I found a dime!” But it is the only game in town with interest rates at zero.

Estimates of a 20% decline in new cars sales, Ford Chrysler, and GM stocks up! Hotels empty and shuddered from coast to coast. Airlines flying at ten percent of capacity with flights seventy-five percent empty. Forty million Americans unemployed with tens of thousands of small business facing extinction. There is no area of the American economy you can look to as a bright spot except maybe the guy who prints up the going out of business signs. Yet the market thrives, better get on board we are going back up!

How can it be anything but a pump and dump scheme? Only if astronomers found a meteor the size of Texas headed our way could the forecast be any worse. When the market collapsed in 1929 it took twenty years to recover. When the market crashed in 2008 it took nearly a decade to recover. When the market crashed ten weeks ago… All Clear! When the markets crashed many investors had to sell stocks to cover margin calls the double whammy, selling assets to cover assets. Now is the time to borrow money at zero percent interest to buy back those assets at discount prices. Time to cover your losses in a stock market defying gravity.

Which brings us back to Trump. If you were a Wall Street investor and you looked at the political future of Donald Trump and the Republican Party what do the tea leaves say? They say the steal yourself rich Party is about to go out of business. Time grows short from May to December time for one more score. One more chance to get my money back. One more time to play the game. One more time to game the system in the era of Donald Trump there is no such thing as illegal.

In about another sixty days home foreclosures will begin while evictions will begin immediately. With forty million unemployed the Real Estate market is going to get real ugly real fast. All those shuttered mom and pop businesses gone means commercial Real Estate is going to get hit harder than residential Real Estate. All of those mortgages are backed by bonds and if you remember 2008 you know what that means. The future is a dark as the inside of a goat while Wall Street flies on a Space-X Rocket in the era of Donald Trump, what else can that mean?