The MacDougal Post: This Oil Thing

December 15, 2014

This Oil Thing

Make no mistake about it, with the price of a near term light crude futures contract at the NY Merc getting chopped from 100 something just last summer way down to 50 and change this Friday, what's going on here smacks of Crime Family manipulation as opposed to anything OPEC would be pulling off. Who knows, but a 50% trouncing over 6 months in any kind of major paper is about one capitulation short of a crash, the abject horror that leaves "weak hands" running for the exits, financially crippled and leaping out of office windows to get there. That's the hallmark of Wall Street racketeering, how your prototypical Presbyterian gumba works off the brutality of his maleficence during what we take to be the multiple orgasms stage of any successful global market crime spree.

Yesterday's media coverage called for whole countries to go under, and your Post staff agrees - if Wall Street masterminds are calling the shots. These craven archfiends are always out to do no less, and live for those glorious gore-dripping moments when satan spawn can yank our kind down to the depths of total despair where Beelzebub and them rule over God-fearing folk from occasion to misbegotten occasion.

Time will tell, and best guess is, we don't have long to wait. Whether defaults/devaluations, or whatever, by weak sisters like Venezuela and Nigeria will mark the bottom, looms as the question of the day.

If worse comes to worse down the final stretch, just strap yourselves in and hold on tight. Should headlines start screaming, "End of Days", pour a little capital into the oil major of your choice and you'll be boasting of that genuinely heroic feat for the entire rest of your life, and rightfully so.

It's just the boys acting up again, the old take-'em-for-everything-they-got crowd showing the 99% no mercy, as usual, while opening up what could well become the opportunity of the decade for those of us who are in the know. Remember that, and surely the MacDougal Post community will do all right.

Racketeers are pulling off a heist here - the theft of public savings. That's it. There's nothing more to say. Don't let some whacked-out talking head scare you into thinking it's any damn thing else.

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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December 15, 2014

This Oil Thing

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