Infamy.
“This is the end / My only friend, the end”…
“This is the end / My only friend, the end”…
Of mice, men, stocks, bonds and viruses.
Oh, the humanity.
“Describing the conditions as turbulent is an understatement”.
This is what “stress” looks like.
Praying for a deus ex machina.
Everyone knew Monday morning would be remarkable. The market didn’t disappoint.
Fragile. Handle with care.
We’re asking silly, rhetorical questions now.
Just call it “a regrettable day for us all’.
“Wild” is an inadequate adjective.
Worst-case outcome.
It’s getting scary out there.
“There’s a tree where the doves go to die”…
Needless to say, oil’s worst week since the crisis didn’t help.
And yet, markets still haven’t really sold off in a manner consistent with “capitulation”.
Head in the sand?
But they’ll be fine…
It underscores the primacy of those concerns even in an environment plagued by worries on the supply side.
Wilbur, like his boss, transcends satire.
“Very few people on the streets, everyone wearing face masks”.
A little trepidation.
Featuring Google $1 trillion and the best day for Morgan Stanley in years.
“I’m gonna send ’em to you, but you gotta pay us”.
“…everything really is awesome”.
Better than 80% of S&P 500 stocks are perched above their 200-day moving average.
It could have been worse.
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