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- By Bill Bonner
Sao Paulo, Brazil
An Episcopalian's Guide to Carnival.
Too many buttocks!
Buttocks must be subject to the same law of declining marginal utility as everything else, we concluded, just after midnight. There must have been 10,000 of them...sweating...shaking...quivering...
vibrating in the Sambadrome last night
The costumes were over-the-top, unrestrained, immodest as you might imagine. The idea seemed to be to put on as many sequins and as many feathers as possible. Then, amid the gaud and glitz of the get-up, typically, the rear end was left open, to reveal the shimmering cheeks.
As we made our way to the Sambadrome, we began to suspect that this was not going to be just like any other night out. Crowds filled the streets and sidewalks all over town. One young man was wretching on the curb. A young woman had passed out; her friends were slapping her to try to get her back to consciousness. A little further, another man was being loaded onto a stretcher, ailment unknown. And on a back street outside the stadium, two women had gotten into a fight, cause likewise unknown.
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Yes, it is Carnival in Rio. The whole city has let its hair down.
We were in the elite section of the Sambadrome. Our fellow spectators looked a bit like the crowd you'd find at one of Baltimore's slick eateries in Cambden. Young, professional, good looking. The men looked like they might be stockbrokers during the week. The women might have been models. Sleek, attractive...some trophies, many still competing.
Scarcely had we arrived when the music began. We missed the bombing of Dresden and the collapse of the World Trade Centers. But it's hard to imagine that the decibel level was much higher.
Meanwhile, waiters circulated with trays of drinks. They were determined to give you one, whether you wanted it or not. The idea seemed to be to increase the noise and inebriation level throughout the night; no one should wake the next day without thinking he had a good time the night before. He had the pounding head to prove it!
The parade took a long time to reach us. And then...wowee!
One outfit was more fantastical than the one that preceded it. And that one had been more daring than its predecessor too.
One after the other they came...in groups of 50...100...10,000...
The music was so loud our ear drums almost popped. The drummers pounded out an unrelenting rhythm...sparing not a beat...nor granting a moment of quiet or tranquility.
And so it went one...hour after hour...from 9pm until 6 in the morning. By then, your editor was spent. He had had enough. His job is to watch, to look, and to report to you. But he can only take so many buttocks in a single night.
But let's take a look at what is going on in the world of finance. We'll return to the Sambadrome in a minute.
Stocks went up a little on Friday. Gold was flat. And readers are still puzzled - as we are - by how the modern money system works and what it means. But one reader managed to put his finger on it:
So let me see if I understand this! First the feds removed any real-money restrictions on their spending by voiding the convertibility of dollars to gold AND now they have removed any free market restrictions on spending (and selling debt) through an insidious process of selling their debt to themselves. They have shifted the paradigm without telling anyone. I guess their message is: if you can't figure it out for yourself that's too bad?
Yes, that's right. There is no longer any obvious, effective limit on the amount of 'money' the central bank can create or 'lend' to the government.
We put those key words in quotation marks, simply to indicate that it would take whole volumes to understand what they actually mean.
There, of course, is the problem. The system is so novel and so nuanced that nobody really knows what is going on. Probably least of all the people who claim they have it under control.
Yes, it's a funny old world...and among the funniest things about it, circa 2015, is that smarter you are, the harder it is to understand our money system. Martin Wolf, Paul Krugman, Joseph Stiglitz, Larry Summers - 'brilliant' men, we are told, every one of them - don't have a clue. They are victims of their own brainpower, confident that they can figure it out as they go along...and adjust monetary policy to the needs of the moment.
Is that the way it works, dear reader? Can you just make it up as you go along, reacting first to one event, then to another?
We don't think so. What happens is that one conceit leads to another. You are like Napoleon on his way to Moscow, Gideon Gono on his way to hyperinflation, or a wayward husband on his way to a noonday tryst. One decision seems pardonable, under the circumstances. Then, the circumstances trap you. You would prefer that it were different. You'd like to back up. You'd like to take a different course. But it is too late. "Under the circumstances" you do what you have to do. Then, finally, you find yourself in Hell.
Back in the Sambadrome:
The costumes - with the brightest colors possible...the most elaborate get-ups that the faveleiros could imagine - were red, and pink, and green...and all sparkling incredibly as the marchers made their way down the street.
The parade is organized by the Samba Clubs of Rio. The first one we saw in action was called the "Innocentes." It included hundreds of dancers...dozens of drummers...and five enormous floats that must have taken many months of careful preparation. Two of the floats had giant effigies of musicians, playing the guitar. There must have been a story behind them, but we weren't able to decipher it. All we could tell was that four groups of dancers - about 100 in each group - were meant to represent the four seasons. The first group were dressed as the flowers of spring. In the second the reached their full, bodacious summer beauty. Then, came fall. The bright colors of green and yellow turned to browns and gold. The leaves, so erect and crisp on the first two groups, fell over, wilting. And then came the winter, with white...silver...and light green. And on the next float were snowflakes...dancing away on five or six levels. This same float seemed to be oriented towards Christmas, with presents wrapped up in silver foil. Where did this idea come from? Brazil has no snow. And its Christmas comes in mid-summer, not in the colder season.
"This is like the SuperBowl for these Samba Clubs," explained an informant. "These clubs are mostly in very poor neighborhoods. They save their money to get their costumes. They do much of the work themselves, preparing all year long to put on this spectacle. And they're competing. Their performance is judged. And if they get a good score, they continue on to the finals."
"Over-doing it" is not something that troubles the Samba Clubs. No costume is too outrageous. No one loses points for shaking his/her booty too vigorously or for dancing too enthusiastically.
The costumes different wildly in color and texture, theme and motif. But almost all share a common element. Behind the shimmering sequins were two moons, shaking so violently we were afraid they might come out of orbit.
Bill Bonner is the President & Founder of Agora Inc, an international publisher of financial and special interest books and newsletters.
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