The MacDougal Post: Hanging on to Your Proverbials

October 6, 2011

Hanging on to Your Proverbials

    The country is not slipping into recession, business leaders agreed today, just growing “slower than we like” as the GE Honcho put it. “My CEO buds would’ve agreed with Wall Street’s double dip hypothesis“, the MacDougal Post Muckety-Muck added, “but all the nation’s tutti-frutti economists already have jobs down there so nobody else can find anybody who'll forecast stinky economic male cow droppings".

    “We don't see a contraction; we don't see a recession," the Top Dog at FedEx threw in. "It's steady as you go, slow growth.”

    “Short-selling s0n0f#b!tch Gangland scam artists are trying to sack your savings with the same kind of financial sinkhole calamari they’ve used for more than a century now,” the Post’s main dude pointed out. “Don’t you go and fall for it.”

    “Dastards’ll have you by the proverbials if you do.”

Whop bop-a-loo-lop-a lop-bam-boom
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
A-whop-bop-a-loo-lop-a lop-bam-boom

Got a girl named Sue, she knows just what to do
Got a girl named Sue, she knows just what to do
She rock to the east, she rock to the west
But she's the girl that I know best

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
A-whop-bop-a-loo-lop-a lop-bam-boom

Got a girl named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy
Got a girl named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy
She knows how to love me, yes indeed
Boy, I don't know what you're doin' to me

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
A-whop-bop-a-loo-lop-a lop-bam-boom

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
A-whop-bop-a-loo-lop-a lop-bam-boom

Got a girl named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy
Got a girl named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy
She knows how to love me, yes indeed
Boy, I don't know what you're doin' to me

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy
A-whop-bop-a-loo-lop-a lop-bam-boom

        - Little Richard

Inside the Scam

Short-sellers flood markets with bogus shares, involving buyers in bookkeeping transactions, not stock, and not telling them about it. Wall Street helps hide the fraud with Madoff accounting, even letting shorts pay dividends as part of this scam, duping investors into believing they get real dividends paid by the company they thought they invested in.

Worse, short-selling, in effect, adds these phony shares to the actual total number reported in company financial statements, which goes into the various earnings per share (EPS) calculations, essential components of the critical metric universally used to value common stocks, the price/earnings ratio (P/E). In a selling frenzy, EPS can be cut from, say, $4.00 to $0.40 or $0.04 or whatever, by the immense volume of fake shares these pretend investors are drubbing the real ones with at point of purchase.

Every reference made to P/E as a calculable metric is a lie. Our stock market is gamed by short-side racketeers, rendering equity investment in this country a massive securities fraud. Their humongous swindle purloins much of our savings during every market downdraft.

Odds are the SEC staff belongs in jail. Gangland racketeering is more than enabled by the complicity of our regulatory hotshots. Mob stooges inside that agency have spearheaded these cons for generations, flat out lying to us all those years.

Surely, the SEC's remarkable contention that short-sellers borrow their shares from you and me is, in its downright absurdity, the nadir of arrogance and criminal obfuscation.

That's why we're never asked to go along with it.

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As our young readers know, any loser who steals mommy and daddy's savings is a stupid ninny.

Wall Street hires the biggest dumbbells in the world. That's because God hates stealers, and the nincompoops don't even know it.

Keep an eye on bad men like hedge fund managers, bank CEOs and proprietary traders right here in The MacDougal Post. Incorrigible dingbats like Mucus Poole-Knightly, Pockets MulGoon, and Lewie the Dip, just to name a few of the head cases found on the site, are contracted to appear here exclusively.

You won't find that kind of financial coverage anywhere else in cyberspace.

Check in with us regularly to find out what's really going on with your money, if there's any left. And when it's all gone, take a shower whenever you can and drop in on us from the local public library.

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October 6, 2011

Hanging on to Your Proverbials

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