Peterbilt Truck Performs Gordon Lightfoot

Gordon Lightfoot's Canadian Railroad Trilogy

Where Are You Going?"

W. H. Auden
"O where are you going?" said reader to rider,
"That valley is fatal when furnaces burn,
Yonder's the midden whose odors will madden,
That gap is the grave where the tall return.

"O do you imagine," said fearer to farer,
"That dusk will delay on your path to the pass,
Your diligent looking discover the lacking
Your footsteps feel from granite to grass?"

"O what was that bird," said horror to hearer,
"Did you see that shape in the twisted trees?
Behind you swiftly the figure comes softly,
The spot on your skin is a shocking disease."

"Out of this house" -- said rider to reader,
"Yours never will" -- said farer to fearer,
"They're looking for you" -- said hearer to horror,
As he left them there, as he left them there.

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Inflation

The Fulcrum

I met a wall street cynic who sang the blues and I asked him for some happy news but he just smiled and turned away.

This Nick Paumgarten fellow makes some interesting points. He likes to shake things up. He's a bit like Dirty Harry or Bullit. He knows all the right people. He gets results.

He also uncovers two men who have chosen to see clearly. Their names escape me at the moment, but they hit all the right points: Mad Max, Fall of Rome, The Dissolution of the European Union, The Merits of Canned Food, and Hyper Inflation.

Best of all ex-soviet Mikhailovich points his finger squarely at the worst of them, the ratings agencies. He says, "They were the ultimate fulcrum, the enablers." How apt.

4500 Hundred Ways to Leave Your Senses.

Following the age old and horrifying economic commandment that printing billions and billions of dollars never solves anything the footsie has rallied to 4500. That's up a thousand points from recent lows. Pretty good! Even better when you consider that it has rallied on the news that more people than ever before are losing their jobs, their pensions, their shirts, their watches, their savings etc. etc. with no end in sight.

Yet, soft, what is that? That menacing sound in the distance? I tell you it is the raging gorilla of despair in the antique Bond shop; smashing age old promises between nations and corporations.

You may quote the ten year note for Gilts at 3.71 but their is no quote for the collective Guilt responsible for leading us down the path of financial ruin.