Most of you are wasting your lives chasing noise.
Indicators. News. Narratives.
Here’s the only card worth keeping by your screen.
Simple. Brutal: The Acid Trade Playbook
First, look at the trend.
Second, measure the risk.
Third, know your exit before you enter.
If you can’t do those three, you have no business pressing “buy.”
Test one fact. Just one.
Not a hundred signals. One line that can break your story.
If it doesn’t hold, walk away.
Risk assets are on a tear
Sure, there's a pullback
But the huge global carry from borrowing depreciating yen and buying US assets is in its ascendancy
The Fed is trapped by US growth
Ignore the aberration of today
The fiscal spend is baked in
It's a known entity that will underwrite US GDP into 2027
High US rates flood capital markets with the world's speculative capital
Sends asset prices to the stratosphere
The rest of the world (RoW) needs lower rates
ECB cuts will accentuate the draw into US markets
Inflate risk asset prices higher even more
BoJ rate hikes are a con...
Japanese trapped like the BoE in 1992
Yen rates today comparable to BoE at 12% on eve of Black Wednesday
Why ?
Because Japanese debt servicing already takes one third of government revenues at zero rates
In the twisted ballet of global trade, where market tales weave like specters in the shadows, Keynes glimpsed the riddle we face. Back in 44 at Bretton Woods, he rallied for a global trading realm aimed at regulating against persistent imbalances, but what we got is a far cry
The discourse on trade, if it even exists, is surely an oxymoron. I'm not certain it even reaches the dim hallways of technocracy. Myopic, unable to see the forest for the trees, policymakers consistently overlook the crux, the enduring gap between deficit and surplus nations.
1. Let's walk The Heisenberg waltz
Succumb to the hands of Werner in '27...
Quantum truths be told
A cosmic dance with there being no certainty in heaven...
Particles run wild
Darn particles run free, in the quantum ballet
Position and momentum, ha, a nebulous construct
2. Measure one, Five-to-One, lose the other
A cosmic trade, a cosmic fade, no one gets out alive
$ Yen, soon we'll surpass 151
A delicate trance where certainty will surely fade.
Mathematics and its fables, an equation of chance,
Where enigmas prance and parade...
3. In the quantum dream, uncertainty takes the lead
A mystic tango of the particles' creed.
In the realm of Delta x\ and Delta p\, chaos unfurls...
The Planck
Its constant whisper, secrets of the quantum underworld.
It was an unhinged carnival ride through the heart of the chaos to come.
A twisted financial odyssey where reality bleeds into delirium, where the edge of reason is so far, far away.
2. The LA sun dipped tonight into a cosmic tequila sunset, I saw it with my own eyes, your day had passed, but here, alone, the shadows danced with the ghosts of quasi-sanity.
3. In the realm of the bizarre, I stumbled upon the carnival. A mardi gras with no exit, only entrances to dimensions unknown. A psychedelic ribbon of uncertainty; maybe none of us had any choice but to hitch a ride on the back of some gnarly yen chaos