Fall is almost here, and with it comes the economically perilous months of September and October.
The noticeable changes such as cooler mornings, yellow butterflies, and "the light in August" (to use a Southern literary reference) make me want to wax eloquent and mix metaphors. So here goes:
It's time for Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke to stick his head up his own arse (hat tip to William Wallace) and wake up and smell the coffee (i.e there will be no recovery). If only such could be the result of the recent Jackson Hole summit of economic and financial big-wigs then we might have hope. Otherwise, we're skrooed.
The truth is not in these people.
Live well . . .