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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Tom Brady---Ugg's new spokesman

Cramer touts DECK because Tom Brady is their new spokesman.

Wall Street will buy the story, because they'll buy anything, even if Cramer has a case of bromance.


Maybe Brady will do for Deckers what he did for Stetson.

That's the bet!

The Netflix shorts continue to get steamrolled

Well--they should.

Anyone that "shorts" on valuation deserves to be steamrolled. When you "short" on valuation--that's just another way of saying your market opinion is more valuable than the market.

It's just hubris.

So now we have a little spat between Comcast and Level 3 regarding bandwidth.

Whatever.

Does anybody know someone that is unhappy with NetFlix? Does anybody know someone that isn't happy with NetFlix's streaming service?

The entire move up--we've always had naysayers.

And what the market needs to do--is pummel the naysayers. And the only way they can do that is with a very sharp, upward, and extended vicious move

And now it's starting.

We need the shorts pain to be in high definition!

Goldman gets bullish on dry bulk


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Haircuts, anyone?


But the bankstas are on the case, just like law enforcement in Miami. The man below was arrested because he was trying to get some action for $80 from the ladies of Miami, but instead solicited an undercover officer.


But, can you blame him for trying to get some head?

Check out the second line in the officer report below under unique description.

Now if only one of these countries would tell the bankstas to get screwed!

Monday, November 29, 2010

Bills Stevie Johnson blames God for dropped pass



Thursday, November 25, 2010

I'll be groped for Christmas (TSA Edition)



I flew home for Christmas
Braved security
There were lines and warning lines
And one hard choice for me

Christmas eve you'll find me
With a gloved hand between my thighs
I'll be Groped for Christmas
And stripped by prying eyes

Im stuck in line for Christmas
TSA you see
No Santa Claus
Just a fat agent's paws
Wandering all over me

The punk economy math

Do you want to know how the economy is doing? Just check out "Squinkies." For $10, you get a pack of 16.

It's the replacement for Silly Bands as a novelty toy, that uses punk economy math.

Cheap+China+Choking Hazard=Collectible

And then sell it at Walmart and you have a hit!

Happy Thanksgiving bears!


And thank you bears for all your shorting of stocks, allowing us to pick them up at bargain basement prices!

And thank you bears, for then covering your shorts and driving the prices of the stocks up that you said were going down.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Ex-wife sues man who won $90 million in lotto and wins

And she dumped him 10 years ago.

He offered her $1.6 million--instead she sued for $13 million, and ended up getting $3.2 million!


A $90 MILLION lottery winner has been forced to give a share to the ex-wife who dumped him 10 years ago.
Divorced Nigel Page, 44, was sued by Wendy after his EuroMillions lottery jackpot this year, even though she left him for another man in 2000.
Friends told The Sun newspaper in the UK that Wendy, 43, - the mother of his 13-year-old daughter - wanted $13 million. She got $3.22 million in an out of court settlement.
Yesterday the divorcee - who has since split with her lover - clutched a bottle of Champagne as she left her luxury waterfront home with a new man she has found.

Three teens rescued after 50 days in ocean--survived on one raw seagull

THREE teens survived 50 days adrift in the Pacific in a small tinnie, sharing a single raw seagull and drinking small amounts of rainwater.
Samuel Perez and Filo Filo, both 15, and Edward Nasau, 14, were dehydrated, sunburnt and very hungry when rescued after being spotted by a tuna boat.
The boys disappeared in their small aluminium boat from a small coral atoll in Tokelau, 500km north of Samoa, on October 5.
A memorial service was held for them last month after an extensive air search by the New Zealand airforce failed to find any trace of them.
But they were spotted on Wednesday afternoon by the crew of the San Nikunau as they drifted in open ocean northeast of Fiji, 1300km from where they had disappeared.
San Nikunau first mate Tai Fredricsen said the crew had investigated after thinking it was a "little weird" that it was floating in the open ocean.
The boys started waving desperately as they got to within sight of their small craft.
He said the trio were ecstatic to be rescued and are now relaxing listening to music and watching cartoons.
"They were in reasonably good spirits for how long they'd been adrift," Mr Fredricsen said.
"They were very badly sunburnt. They were in the open during the day up in the tropics there. But really they just needed basic first aid."
The boys were initially placed on a drip to rehydrate them, but were soon taking sips of water and asking for food.
Mr Fredricsen said the boys had resorted to drinking small amounts of sea water because there had been no rain over the previous two days.
He suggested they would have been extremely lucky to survive another day at sea.
Last month 500 people on the boys' home island of Atafu held a memorial services for them, having given up hope that they would be found alive.
But yesterday their ecstatic families received the good news, with the boys phoning home from the tuna boat.
The rescue was made more miraculous because the San Nikunau was operating far from the waters it normally fishes, taking a shortcut as it headed home to New Zealand.
The boys are expected to arrive today in the Fiji capital Suva, where they will be treated in hospital before making a boat trip back to Tokelau.


Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving!

Here's a repost of my very first trade in the stock market. It shows where my cynicism of Wall Street started! But now, I'm thankful for that!


My first trade


It was the first week of March, in 1981, and I only had $800, and I had school bills of $1500 due, and I needed to make some money.

So I figured I would invest it on Wall Street.

So I went to the college library to read the Wall Street Transcript (which then was hundreds of dollars) and all the pros were talking about were gold and oil. That just didn't stick into my gut, so I decided to go to the gym.

At that time, there was one exercise that I could outlift just about anybody at, and that was taking a barbell off a rack at shoulder height, and pushing the weight overhead. Even then, when I was still a few years away from my maximum lifts, I could put 352 over my head, and do 308 for about 6-8 reps rather easily.

And then I knew what my next trade was.

See, my lifts had gone up because I was now lifting at a gym that didn't have a ceiling. When you lift in a Wisconsin basement, you always had to be careful, when you put the weights over your head, because you didn't want to hit the copper pipes.

Now I didn't have that fear. I could just push the weight up, and pop myself under it. That lift, where you put the weight, from the floor to over your head is called the clean and jerk. The part from the shoulders, was just called the jerk. That now was the easy part! I didn't have to contend with the copper pipes in the ceiling!

Then the trade hit my head.

Since interest rates were rather high, I thought that if rates would start going down, people will start buying houses, and every house has a basement full of copper pipes.

So I was going to invest in copper!

So I left the gym and went straight back to the library!

So I looked for a copper company, and I found Kennecott Copper. At that time, I had no idea how stocks moved, but the stock was around 24, and the May 30 call options were only at 1/16. I figured, I could buy 100 contracts at $6.25, and with commissions, probably be in for $700 or so. I thought that even if the option moved to a quarter, I could triple my money.

So on Tuesday, of the next week, I went down to Merrill Lynch, which was located in the MGIC building in downtown Milwaukee to open an account and buy my options in Kennecott Copper.

I was met by Bill Schaeffer, a VP and Merrill Lynch veteran. He tried to dissuade me, but I was insistent. He said that if I really wanted to gamble, I should buy 50 shares of Caesar's. I said no, that I wanted to put my money in copper. I just didn't know any better, and what did he know anyway, about copper pipes? He wasn't lifting in the basement!

I then had to fill out these option forms, and after Mr. Schaeffer got my forms back, he said that he wouldn't be able to put the trade in, as I was putting my whole net worth in.

I said, but I have a car! (I didn't--it was my roommates 1973 rusted out LeSabre) He asked me how much it was worth, but it wasn't sufficient. He could buy stock for me, but he wouldn't buy the options.

What would a stock do for me? Nothing. I needed to make money to pay my deferred tuition bill, and what difference did it make if I had to call home for $1500 or $700? I would still be asking for money, so figured I was taking a chance with Dad's coin anyway!

So I left Merrill without a trade, and a pocket full of $800, and went back to my house, and split up the money with my brother who wanted to go in with me on my bet. On Thursday I checked the paper saw that Kennecot has started to creep up already after he wouldn't let me buy the options. The options had already moved to 3/16.

On Sunday, when I was eating lunch in the cafeteria, my buddy from the weight room, who I told that I was buying Kennecott Copper options, came running up to me with his arms wildly waving, and then he hit me with the news.

"Standard Oil of Ohio is going to buy Kennecott for $62 a share! You're rich!!!"

Rich? That son of a b*tch wouldn't let me put the trade in!

So I called the broker Monday and asked him about Kennecott Copper, and he said that they couldn't open the stock, but it looked like it was going to around 55.

I did the math. 10,000 shares at 30, now at 55. $250,000! And that son of a b*tch wouldn't let me put the trade in!

So I said to my roommate--"Give me the keys." He said, "What for?" I said, "I'm going to get our money back!"

So I took his 1973 rusted out LeSabre, and I stopped at every McDonald's at the outskirts of Milwaukee, and every McDonald's that I knew in the city (McDonald's hadn't expanded that much yet in 1981!) and picked up from every restaurant the Monopoly game card, hoping to get the ticket with the winning prize of $250,000, because I was going to win back the money that Merrill Lynch took away.

We know how that story ended. No monopoly money for me from McDonald's!

On Thursday, Merrill Lynch called me.

They had now reconsidered my option application, and now, they had another broker that would handle my option trades for me.

Apparently, they thought "I knew something."

I did.

I knew better than to trust in Wall Street ever again!

TSA is now the laughingstock of the world

Market Ticker

Wall Street's latest Insider trading scandal

Heh--I'm one of the biggest cynics on Wall Street--but these research labs that provide information? A lot of these shops are just over-hyped!

I can tell you firsthand how some of these shops work in biotechnology. They get Doctors who are expert witnesses, and they put them on the  phone with hedge funds, and they tell them how the trials of the drugs are going and the perceived strengths and weaknesses. Quite frankly, the research lab is the one that is doing the selling.

These hedge funds, just need their ass covered. So then, they buy the position, and if it works out, their "information" is thusly good.

The "experts" are just paid hacks with glorified opinions. If they were so good--why would they have to sell the information? It's just another Wall Street daisy chain where information is passed around.

Heck, I've helped someone write one of these reports from some guys that wanted to create a report that seemed more based on fact than just on observation or innuendo!

Now I know that biotechnology is different than a lot of these expert consultants--especially in technology--but are you now going to tell me that Apple Insider is a research lab putting pout inside information?

Come on--this is a free press. We have opinions on things, and sometimes we glorify our opinion. Big deal.

So you want some "inside information?" I know some Doctors that can tell you that OncoGenex Pharmaceutical trials are much better and stronger than what the street thinks.

So lets say that you like OGXI. So cover yourself with a report on that from Raymond James! Use that where you got your information from.

Now if things work out well--the research lab, with a nod and an innuendo, will pretend that their information is better and is worth getting paid for!

And these hedge funds after a big score? It's no different that having a nice run at the craps table, and you tipping the dealer. They grease the research shop, because sometimes he'll have something good, and also, he'll always keep his mouth shut.

It's the same thing--- "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!'

But the Feds say they got the goods on these guys. In fact, Cramer was telling us that. Which just means it's hogwash.

You want goods on somebody? Give me a takeover bid a few days before it happens. That's inside.

And that happens all the time.

But when you  have information that is that good--you cover yourself. You don't give that information out to strangers, unless she's dancing for you at Scores!

But this research?

Give me a break!

If Mark Hurd can tip off a chick he wanted to sleep with of an upcoming takeover, and nothing happens, do you really think Wall Street is going to get busted?

Ohio State president disses TCU and Boise State


GeeI do know, having been both a Southeastern Conference president and a Big Ten president, that it's like murderer's row every week for these schools. We do not play the Little Sisters of the Poor. We play very fine schools on any given day.
-- Ohio State president E. Gordon Gee

Where are yesterday's hand wringers????

Who assured us that things were blowing up sky high??

What happened, turkeys???

The hunters have now become the hunted!!

You had to buy that dip--Ireland, North and South Korea, insider trading, whatever Oh My!!!

Wait wasn't that advertised yesterday???

Opco puts a $100 target on Cree


"Yesterday we met with Cree. Our general impression is that the lull in various LED end markets will last into early C1Q11 but that the elements of a very strong 2011 are falling into place. Chinese street lighting quotations have resumed and point to renewed order momentum in 2011; design activity for next-generation LED luminaires is accelerating; and LED-LCD panel builds should pick up after the Chinese New Year. To be sure, there's a measure of uncertainty about exactly when China and LCD kick back in, but uncertainty is the building block of excess return. It's what allows you to buy a company likely facing exponential market growth opportunities for a 14x P/E (excl. cash). We'd buy it."

Goldman's latest


GS 3 -

Deutsche Bank on Capex spending

There are three key numbers to watch, listed in order of importance: nondefense capital goods orders excluding aircraft (core durable goods orders), initial jobless claims and personal consumption expenditures. Core durable orders are the most forward looking component of the three series mentioned, although the claims data are a very close second. Capex has been a real bright spot for the economy—we learned yesterday that it grew faster in Q3 than initially reported (+16.8% vs. +12.0%), and that it has risen 19% over the last year, the strongest four quarter increase since Q3 1984 (+20.1%). Some slowdown in capex is inevitable, but we expect a sturdy trend to continue for some time longer for two reasons: one, companies are flush with cash—free cash flow has never been higher; two, industrial capacity according to the Fed is still declining. This situation reflects the significant underinvestment in capex in the last cycle so firms need to replace depleted capital; this still has plenty of room to run given the underinvestment in technology spending in the last business cycle.

JPM: What will Outperform!


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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

J. Crew starts the buyout spin

Wall Street's follies are always so transparent. After agreeing to a low ball buyout, J Crew then says they are disappointed in their prospects for the fourth quarter.

They are so disappointed that there are eager buyers chomping at the bit to buy the company!

It's just typical Wall Street lies and bullsh*t so they can sell the company on the cheap.

And take money from shareholders and give it to the Private Equity buyers.

It's just another J. Crew PRIVATESALE 20% off screw!

Gartman on the North and South Korea situation

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Megyn Kelly of Fox News

In GQ
Once you became a reporter, you quickly got a job at Fox.
I sent my tape to Kim Hume, and she called me in the next day. While we were talking, her husband, Brit Hume, swung by the office and said, "Saw your tape. Loved it. How soon can we get you up to New York?" And I was like, I love him.
There were rumors about you two. He was psyched that people thought you were sleeping together, apparently.
I think Brit knew how preposterous it was to anyone with two nickels in between their ears. The first thing he said at his retirement dinner—this big affair down in D.C. with Vice President Cheney, Fred Thompson, Brian Williams—was "I haven't been this honored since that rumor about me having an affair with Megyn Kelly went around."
Niiiice. 
And then he said, "I remember when that rumor first came out, and the Fox PR people called me and said, 'We have to tamp this down.' And I said, 'Well, do you have to tamp it down right away?' "
Fox News doesn't strike me as a place that minds a little locker-room talk. 
It's certainly not an uptight place. Like today, I said "big-boobed" on air—I was quoting someone, in my defense—and you don't get in trouble for things like that at Fox.
And you sit behind a glass table that shows off your legs. 
Well, it's a visual business. People want to see the anchor.

Man makes TSA agents back down

Here's how somebody avoided the scanner and the patdown, and made the TSA and police officers cave.



They then escort him out. It took two police officers and 13 TSA agents!



Here's that story:

My TSA Encounter

You Don’t Need to See His Identification

On November 21, 2010, I was allowed to enter the U.S. through an airport security checkpoint without being x-rayed or touched by a TSA officer. This post explains how.

Edit: Minor edits for clarity. I have uploaded the audio and it is available here.

This past Sunday, I was returning from a trip to Europe. I flew from Paris to Cincinnati, landing in Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky International Airport.

As I got off my flight, I did all of the things that are normally requested from U.S. citizens returning from abroad. I filled out the customs declarations, confirmed that I hadn’t set foot on any farmland, and answered questions about the chocolates that I had purchased in Switzerland. While I don’t believe that these questions are necessary, I don’t mind answering them if it means some added security. They aren’t particularly intrusive. My passport was stamped, and I moved through customs a happy citizen returning home.

But wait – here was a second line to wait in.

This new line led to a TSA security checkpoint. You see, it is official TSA policy that people (both citizens and non-citizens alike) from international flights are screened as they enter the airport, despite the fact that they have already flown. Even before the new controversial security measures were put in place, I found this practice annoying. But now, as I looked past the 25 people waiting to get into their own country, I saw it: the dreaded Backscatter imaging machine.

Now, I’ve read a fair amount about the controversy surrounding the new TSA policies. I certainly don’t enjoy being treated like a terrorist in my own country, but I’m also not a die-hard constitutional rights advocate. However, for some reason, I was irked. Maybe it was the video of the 3-year old getting molested, maybe it was the sexual assault victim having to cry her way through getting groped, maybe it was the father watching teenage TSA officers joke about his attractive daughter. Whatever it was, this issue didn’t sit right with me. We shouldn’t be required to do this simply to get into our own country.

So, since I had nobody waiting for me at home and no connecting flight to catch, I had some free time. I decided to test my rights.

After putting all my stuff through the x-ray, I was asked to go through the Backscatter. I politely said that I didn’t want to. The technician quipped to his colleague, “We’ve got an opt-out.” They laughed. He turned back and started to explain.

After he finished, I said, “I understand what the pat-down entails, but I wanted to let you know that I do not give you permission to touch my genitals or the surrounding area. If you do, I will consider it assault.”

He called his manager over, who again informed me of the policy. Throughout this event, this happened quite a few times. After raising my concerns regarding the policy to an officer, they often simply quoted back the policy. For the sake of brevity, I will simply say “Policy restatement.”

I said, “I am aware that it is policy, but I disagree with the policy, and I think that it is unconstitutional. As a U.S. citizen, I have the right to move freely within my country as long as I can demonstrate proof of citizenship and have demonstrated no reasonable cause to be detained.”

Policy restatement. “You have two options – the Backscatter or the pat down. It is your choice, but those are the only ways you can go through security.”

I asked if I could speak to his manager.

“I’m the supervisor here.”

“Do you have a manager?”

“Yes, but he’s very far away at the moment. And he’ll say the same thing I am.” Policy restatement.

At this point, I took out my iPhone, activated the voice recorder, and asked The Supervisor, “Per my constitutional rights, I am not allowed to be detained without reasonable cause for arrest. Now, am I free to go?”

He answered, “If you leave, we will call the APD.”

I asked, “Who is the APD?”

“The Airport Police Department.”

I said, “Actually, that’s probably a good idea. Let’s call them and your manager.”

The Supervisor turned and walked away without saying anything. I stood and waited, chatting to The Technician about how they aren’t allowed to wear radiation badges, even though they work with radiation equipment. He said, “I think I’m a couple steps ahead of you regarding looking out for my own health.”

I stood and waited for 20 minutes. Two cops showed up. Big ones. I admit, I did not want to be handcuffed by these guys.

One cop was older than the other, but they were still clearly partners. Neither of them took the lead on answering my questions, and neither of them told the other what to do. They came over to me and asked me to explain the issue. I first showed them the iPhone. After I explained my position, they restated the policy to me.

I said, “Yes sir. I understand the policy, but I still disagree and I still don’t think that I can be made to do these searches in order to go home. Now am I free to go?”

They didn’t answer.

I repeated the question. “Since you are actual police officers and not simply TSA, I am sure you have had much more training on my rights as a U.S. citizen, so you understand what is at stake here. So, am I free to go? Or am I being detained?”

Young Cop answers, “You aren’t being detained, but you can’t go through there.”

“Isn’t that what detaining is? Preventing me from leaving?”

“You can leave if you want, but it has to be that direction.” He points back towards customs. Young Cop asks, “Why are you doing this?”

I explain that I’m worried that the Backscatter has unproven health risks. And that for all he knows, I might be a sexual assault victim and don’t feel like being touched. I say that the policy is needlessly invasive and it doesn’t provide any added security.

He asks, “But didn’t you go through this when you left on your flight?”

“Yes,” I say, grinning, “But I didn’t want to miss my flight then.”

The cops leave, and I stand around and wait some more. It should be noted that throughout this time, no fewer than 10 TSA officers and technicians are standing around, watching me. I was literally the only one still waiting to go through security.

The cops, The TSA Supervisor, and another guy were standing behind the checkpoint deliberating about something. I explained this to my iPhone and The Supervisor shouted, “Does that thing have video?”

“No sir. Just audio.” I was telling the truth – I’m still on an iPhone 3G.

After a while, Young Cop comes and asks me for my papers. My passport, my boarding pass, my driver’s license, and even a business card. I give him everything except the business card. He told me that he was just gathering information for the police report, which is standard procedure. I complied – I knew that this was indeed standard.

He left, and a Delta Airlines manager comes over and starts talking to me. He is clearly acting as a mediator. He asks what I would consent to, if given my options. I explain that I want the least intrusive possible solution that is required. I say, “I will not do anything that is not explicitly stated on recording as mandatory.” He leaves.

Let me pause and clarify the actors’ moods here, because they will soon start to change:

The Supervisor: Very standoffish. Sticking to policy, no exceptions.
The TSA Officials: Mainly amused. Not very concerned otherwise.
The Cops: Impartial observers and consultants. Possibly a bit frustrated that I’m creating the troubles, but being very professional and respectful regardless.
The Delta Supervisor: Trying to help me see the light. He doesn’t mind the work - he’s here all day anyway, so he’d rather spend it ensuring that his customer is happy.
After another wait, Old Cop returns, and asks me what I want. I tell him, “I want to go home without going through the Backscatter and without having my genitals touched. Those are my only two conditions. I will strip naked here if that is what it takes, but I don’t want to be touched.”

He offers as an alternative, “What if we were to escort you out with us? It would involve a pat-down, but it would be us doing it instead.”

“Would you touch my balls?”

“I don’t want to touch your – genital region, but my hand might brush against it.”

I clarify, “Well, like I said, I’ll do whatever you say is mandatory. If you tell me that you have to touch my balls—“

“—I said no such thing. You’re putting words in my mouth.”

“OK. I apologize. If you say that a pat-down is mandatory, and that as a condition of that pat-down, I may have my genitals brushed against by your hand, even though you don’t want to, I will do that. But only if you say it is mandatory.”

“I’m not going to say that.”

“OK. So am I free to go?”

“You are free to go in that direction.” He points back towards customs. Then he walks away to commune with the others.

My iPhone is running out of battery, so I take out my laptop, sit in a corner, and plug it in. I have some work to do anyway, so I pull up Excel and start chugging away for about 20 minutes.

This is where the turning point happens.

The cops come back and start talking with me. Again, they are asking why I’m doing it, don’t I have a connection to make, etc. They are acting more curious at this point – no longer trying to find a contradiction in my logic.

I eventually ask what would happen if I got up and left, and just walked through security. They shrugged. “We wouldn’t do anything on our own. We are only acting on behalf of the TSA. They are in charge of this area.”

“So if he told you to arrest me, you would? And if he didn’t, you wouldn’t?”

“That’s right,” Young Cop says.

“OK well then I think it is best if we all talk together as a group now. Can you call them over?”

The Supervisor returns, along with the Delta Manager. The Supervisor is quite visibly frustrated.

I explain, “The police have explained to me that it is your call on whether or not I am being detained. If I walked through that metal detector right now, you would have to ask them to arrest me in order for them to do anything.”

He starts to defer responsibility to the officers. They emphasize that no – they have no issue with me and they are only acting on his behalf. It is his jurisdiction. It is policy. They won’t detain me unless he tells them to.

So I emphasize the iPhone again, and ask,” So, if I were to get up, walk through the metal detector, and not have it go off, would you still have them arrest me?”

The Supervisor answers, “I can’t answer that question. That is no longer an option because you were selected for the Backscatter.”

“Well you can answer the question because it is a yes or no question. If I got up and left, would you have them arrest me?”

“I can’t answer that question.”

The moods have changed. The cops are now frustrated with him because he’s pawning off his decision-making responsibility to them. He’s stopping what is clearly a logical solution to the problem. Meanwhile, the Supervisor is just growing more and more furious with me.

In another deferment of responsibility (which he probably thought was an intimidation factor), “Well then I guess I’m just going to have to call the FSD.”

Unphased, I ask, “What’s the FSD?”

“The Federal Security Director.” And he walks away.

I can see him talking on the phone to the FSD – a man apparently named Paul – and I can only catch parts of the conversation:

“No, he’s been perfectly polite…”
“We tried that…”
“All he said was … Constitutional rights”
He walks over to Old Cop and hands him the phone. I can hear similar sound bites. They hang up, deliberate some more, and then wait some more.

Meanwhile, I’m typing away on my computer. Answering emails, working on my Excel model – things that I would have done at home regardless.

The Supervisor walks over and stands uncomfortably close to me. After typing for a bit more, I look up. His voice shakes, “I don’t know if I ever introduced myself.” He pulls out his badge. “My name is XXX XXX. Here is my badge. Now, I’ve shown you my credentials.”

Ah – he’s gotten the Miranda talk. I hide my smile.

“Here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to escort you out of the terminal to the public area. You are to stay with me at all times. Do you understand?”

“Will I be touched?”

“I can’t guarantee that, but I am going to escort you out.”

“OK. I will do this. But I will restate that I still do not give you permission to touch my genitals or the surrounding area. If you do, I will still consider it assault.”

“I understand.”

And then came the most ridiculous scene of which I’ve ever been a part. I gather my things – jacket, scarf, hat, briefcase, chocolates. We walk over to the staff entrance and he scans his badge to let me through. We walk down the long hallway that led back to the baggage claim area. We skip the escalators and moving walkways. As we walk, there are TSA officials stationed at apparent checkpoints along the route. As we pass them, they form part of the circle that is around me. By the end of the walk, I count 13 TSA officials and 2 uniformed police officers forming a circle around me. We reach the baggage claim area, and everyone stops at the orange line. The Supervisor grunts, “Have a nice day,” and leaves.

In order to enter the USA, I was never touched, I was never “Backscatted,” and I was never metal detected. In the end, it took 2.5 hours, but I proved that it is possible. I’m looking forward to my next flight on Wednesday.

TSA agents spreading germs and diseases with their dirty gloves

Those latex gloves Transportation Security Administration agents wear while giving airline passengers those infamous full-body pat-downs apparently aren't there for the safety and security of passengers – only the TSA agents...


In fact, TSA officials in both national and regional offices declined to respond to WND inquiries about the policy for changing gloves to prevent an infection that may be on the clothes or body of one passenger during a pat-down by TSA agents from being transmitted to other passengers, including children, in line.



Martha Donahue in a commentary at Resistnet said she'd spent 30 years in the medical industry.
"For those of you who fly and opt for the 'pat down,' you need to demand the TSA thugs change their gloves. I've been watching on the news how they operate. People are being searched [with] dirty gloves ... gloves that have been in crotches, armpits, touching people who may be ill, people who pick their noses. Do you want those gloves touching you?


"These thugs are protecting themselves from you. You need to be protected from them," she wrote. "In a hospital, nursing home, in-home care, or even labs, that would never even be considered an option."


ABC reported one of its news employees documented how a TSA worker reached inside her underwear.


"The woman who checked me reached her hands inside my underwear and felt her way around," the ABC employee said in the network's report. "It was basically worse than going to the gynecologist. It was embarrassing. It was demeaning. It was inappropriate."


Asked today about the possibility of contamination being spread from one passenger to another on the gloves of TSA agents, a spokesman for the CDC bailed.


"Please contact the Dept of Homeland Security and/or TSA on this issue," the spokesman told WND.

The hand wringer crowd is about to get vocal

Now that the hand wringers have sold over North and South Korea, and we're down 150 on the Dow--you can start buying again.

If a few missiles and some more  insider trading case can only bring this amount of selling--it means just one thing.

We're going higher!!

But they'll surely trot out the hand wringers today!

And the one above--that's the best available.

It's a Lehman's Best Hand Wringer!

Oh My!!

Booyahhh!!

The frugal shopper

North Korea bombs South Korea

Goldman:Retail is accelerating


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Monday, November 22, 2010

J. Crew to sell itself to buy-out firms for $43.75

Michele Obama loves J. Crew clothes because they have such a slenderizing effect on her. That means she can still eat White House food, and still tell the world they are still fat and need to lose weight! But  tomorrow, J Crew shareholders will get fatter as the company is selling itself!!

J. Crew, the trendy clothier of choice for the likes of Michelle Obama, is near a deal to sell itself for about $2.8 billion to the buyout firms TPG Capital and Leonard Green & Partners, people with direct knowledge of the matter told DealBook on Monday.


Under the terms of the proposed deal, TPG — a former owner of the retailer — and Leonard Green would work with the company’s chairman and chief executive, Millard S. Drexler, these people said. The buyout firms are expected to pay about $43.75 a share, a 16 percent premium to Monday’s closing price of $36.75.


The deal is expected to be announced Tuesday, these people said, cautioning that the talks are ongoing and may still collapse. They requested anonymity because they were not authorized to speak publicly about the talks. The company is also scheduled to announce earnings on Tuesday.


J. Crew, Mr. Drexler and the buyout firms had been in talks for several weeks, and had neared an agreement on Sunday at about $45 a share, these people said. However, TPG sought to lower the price it was willing to pay on Monday, driving a wedge between it and the company and its prospective partner, Mr. Drexler. The two sides have since reached an agreement.

I said this number was a double booty implant bottom at 33!

It was. And shareholders--this deal will NOT get done at the low ball price of $43.75 but at least $4-5 higher.

I don't give a rat's ass about TPG Capital. You boys that live on stealing shareholder money will have to pay up!

Don't worry. The stupid banks will finance a higher offer!

And that, will be another As Advertised again!!

Another As Advertised Baby!!! 


Monday, July 19, 2010



The Obama indicator

The "Obama" stock has been J. Crew Group, which now sports a double bottom.

Which means no matter how much stimulus that needs to be pumped into this economy to get the Democrats off their back---will be done--starting with the passage of extended unemployment benefits.

Even if you need booty implants to get the job done!

Let's go back in Time

Some of the latest from Hay's Advisory:


Dateline:November 4th, 2010—Election two days ago and stock market has mini-celebrationas it moved to a recovery high led by commodities and technology stocks. T-Noteyields plunge.

Dateline:November 9th, 2010—Gold/most commodities make new high in the wake of Bernanke’s focus on QE2 and herd dismay.

Dateline:November 11th, 2010—Cisco announces earnings and give somber assessment of Technology demand.

Dateline:Today—Mini rally last week excites herd and media. McClellan Oscillator reached first stage of oversold, but was by itself as other oscillators are still in neutral correction.

Hays Advisory Psychology Composite remains in P4 status that hasproduced at least a short-term ―pause‖ in last few years when it reached this level.

(So check out the Time magazine covers in October and November of 1994)


Dateline:November 14th, 1994—Election four days ago (mid-term when Clinton lost 50+ seatsin House) and stock market has mini-celebration as it moved to recovery high.

Dateline:November 21st, 1994—Three days before Thanksgiving, stock market experiences sharp 3-day correction that produces oversold market.

Dateline:December 9th, 1994—Two weeks later, stock market makes final post-election low and starts 7-month strong rally that has virtually no 2nd chance for investors to get in.

But that is not what pays when you are an investor. It pays to be long-term bullish and to bebiased on the positive side, and it pays to NEVER let herd sentiment determine your investmentstrategy. I have a very small group of market strategists (and politicians) that I trust and admire fortheir long-term strategy over many years. I’m not a huge fan of Warren Buffett, but you have toadmire his ability to make money. He is currently saying some very good things about whatbargains are being offered to stock investors, and how the Fed’s policy is going to be good forfuture economic growth.

That is exactly what our Asset Allocation forces us to do. From our observation and study of history, the only time in 100 years this methodology would have failed to ―see‖ a major bear or bullmarket approaching was in the deception of 2008’s massive camouflage of leverage and fraud.We believe that camouflage has been removed and that a major international economic and bullmarket is in the making. We are all focusing on the current U.S. economy, but I thought it was veryinteresting to see the IMF’s estimate of expected international economic activity for these next six years.

Hell, it's always the same old story. But you may have some bulls,  pointing where the market is going!


Higher---and up BIG!!

(Heh-it was Sunday--that's a gold sweater for the Packers along with a Green Bay watch! That game against Minnesota was easy bookie money!!)

Lobbyists flocking to TSA

WASHINGTON — The companies with multimillion-dollar contracts to supply American airports with body-scanning machines more than doubled their spending on lobbying in the past five years and hired several high-profile former government officials to advance their causes in Washington, government records show.

L-3 Communications, which has sold $39.7 million worth of the machines to the federal government, spent $4.3 million trying to influence Congress and federal agencies during the first nine months of this year, up from $2.1 million in 2005, lobbying data compiled by the Center for Responsive Politics show. Its lobbyists include Linda Daschle, a former Federal Aviation Administration official.

Rapiscan Systems, meanwhile, has spent $271,500 on lobbying so far this year, compared with $80,000 five years earlier. It has faced criticism for hiring Michael Chertoff, the former Homeland Security secretary, last year. Chertoff has been a prominent proponent of using scanners to foil terrorism. The government has spent $41.2 million with Rapiscan.

Texas A&M defensive lineman Tony Jerod-Eddie auditions for the TSA on the football field



Watch him dig his hand into his junk just like a TSA agent!

Lindsey Vonn's latest cover


When she was on the cover of Sports Illustrated, the "Oh My" crowd got too excited because they thought the picture was sexist.

So what happens when she adopts the "Basic Instinct" pose?

What will the "Oh My" crowd say now?


What would Newman say?

Wait--we already know!

Netflix breaks out

But this time, the stock won't be contained by the channel; and this time, it should bust out decisively to the upside, forcing the shorts to cover, and lose their shorts-AGAIN!!


The knock on NFLX was premium content--and how would they cover that cost along with bandwidth?

Enter stage left--with Oprah touting the service. Enter stage right--NFLX increases pricing!

I think NFLX in the very short term targets 220--and that means you need to get out the stretchers! Heck check out Netflix's recommendation for those who watched Grizzly Man. It's Curious George Goes to the Hospital!!


Soon the hapless shorts--who will be visiting the Doctor with chest pains--again!

Netflix's new pricing

Oprah pimps this name, on her Favorite Things list and now NFLX increases prices.

Which just means the shorts get squeezed some more!!

Protect your junk from TSA radiation and eyes with Rocky Flats gear

They make radiation shielding briefs.

They also gives flying passengers a measure of privacy that is sure to piss off the pervs from the TSA!