Well, as you can see from the counter over on the right, it’s 12 days left until we reach the Cliff. The Abyss…the maelstrom of financial and psychological misery. And where are we?
Well, let’s recap a bit. First and foremost, apparently the investment world had a lot more faith (delusion) than me, because the DOW is a smidge away from its 52 week high. So much for panic!
Nonetheless, in spite of commentary from both sides and the usual Lucy/football/Charlie Brown stunt on the part of the Republican leadership, we are nowhere close to an agreement. So, just for fun, we’ll play The Twelve Days of Christmas game between now and doomsday (which, by the way, is actually scheduled for two days’ hence, if memory serves…???
So, let’s begin…
If you’ve had enuf of that musical interlude, recall the first verse:
On the First Day of Christmas,
My True Love Gave to Me…
A Partridge in a Pear Tree…
A bird and a tree…well, gentle readers, it’s you and I that are getting the bird – the third digit of the upraised hand – but reality is if there’s no deal we’ll all be up a tree…stranded without even an umbrella to break the fall…
The world is watching!