Wheeze, sniffle, snort: The sounds of a dying Bull gasping for it's last breath.
The Bull is drugged, malnourished, riddled with parasites sucking on the blood of financial repression. Blinded, the steady morphine drip provides relief but does not cure.
The cancer has spread, engulfed the putrid carcass. What was once a proud Bull, a thriving economy has been crippled.
Too much capital has been misallocated to the 'treatment'
The condition is only getting worse.
It's time to put the patient out of their misery...
No QE. No Drugs. No Highs
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