A
welcome antidote to the “make America Great” rant of Trump and
his friends and the lunacy of the liberal “Left”
Happy
Landings
James
Howard Kunstler
26
January, 2018
The
blow-off orgy in the stock markets is supposedly America’s
consolation prize for what many regard as the electoral bad acid trip
of the Trump presidency. Sorry to tell you, it’s just another
hallucination, something you’re going to have to come down from.
Happy landings!
While
the markets have roared parabolically up, in Technicolor, with
sugar-on-top, that ole rascal, Reality, is working some hoodoo in the
other rings of this psychedelic circus: namely the dollar and the
bond market. The idiots on NPR’s Marketplace and the Cable TV
financial shows haven’t noticed the dollar tanking the past several
months or the interest rates creeping up in the bond markets. Well,
isn’t that the point of living as if anything goes and nothing
matters, the mantra of the age?
Alas
, things are connected and consequences await. It would be rich if a
flash crash ripped the Dow, S & P, and the Nasdaq to shreds
twenty minutes after the Golden Golem of Greatness finished schooling
the weenies of Davos on the bigly wonderfulness of his year in
office. In fact, it would be a crowning comic moment in human
history. I can imagine Trump surrounded by the fawning Beta Boys of
Banking as the news comes in. Poof! Suddenly, he is alone in the
antechamber backstage, nothing left of his admirers but the lingering
scent of aftershave. The world has changed. The dream is over. In the
mirror he sees something that looks dimly like Herbert Hoover in a
polka-dot clown suit, with funny orange wig….
A
financial smash-up is really the only thing that will break the awful
spell this country is in: the belief that everyday life can go on
when nothing really adds up. It seems to me that the moment is close
at hand. Treasury Secretary Mnuchin told the Davos crowd that the US
has “a weak dollar” policy. Is that so? Just as his department is
getting ready to borrow another $1.2 trillion to cover government
operations in the year to come. I’m sure the world wants nothing
more than to buy bucket-loads of sovereign bonds backed by a falling
currency — at the same time that the Treasury’s partner-in-crime,
the Federal Reserve, is getting ready to dump an additional $600
billion bonds on the market out of its over-stuffed balance sheet.
I’d sooner try to sell snow-cones in a polar bomb-cyclone.
When
folks don’t want to buy bonds, the interest rates naturally have to
go higher. The problem with that is your country’s treasury has to
pay the bond-holders more money, but the only thing that has allowed
the Treasury to keep borrowing lo these recent decades is the
long-term drop of interest rates to the near-zero range. And the
Fed’s timid 25-basis-point hikes in the overnight Fed Fund rate
have not moved the needle quite far enough so far. But with benchmark
ten-year bond rate nosing upward like a mole under the garden toward
the 3.00 percent mark, something is going to give.
How
long do you think the equity indexes will levitate once the bond
market implodes? What vaporizes with it is a lot of the collateral
backing up the unprecedented margin (extra borrowed money) that this
rickety tower of financial Babel is tottering on. A black hole is
opening up in some sub-basement of a tower on Wall Street, and it
will suck the remaining value from this asset-stripped nation into
the vacuum of history like so much silage.
Thus
will begin the harsh era of America screwing its head back on and
commencing the salvage operation. We’ll stop ricocheting from
hashtag to hashtag and entertain a few coherent thoughts, such as,
“…Gee, it turns out you really can’t get something for
nothing….” That’s an important thought to have when you turn
around and suddenly discover you’ve got nothing left.
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