Oldtent Archives 2007 - 2008

You’re Too EAsy!! LOL

Figured, ‘Navy Pukes’ would get a ‘Rise’, Outta your Tail. (Big Grin)

Here’s a hint. One Major ‘Farmboy’ standing ahsore, on an unnamed ‘Meditterin’ Shore…..serving as the ‘Welcome Party’ for a few ‘Flippers’ expelled from the comforts of your fine accomandiotns and food…..?? LOL

Glad to see em arrive ashore. Glad for thier expertise, weapons, and guidence. Sorry, to say….they had to arrive by such primitive means. Cast ashore, by cruel Navy Chiefs. LOL!! But welcomed they where…..

Glad you are home. Glad Supergirl ….is doing well.

Hey,….if the Navy did anything right…..L:OLOL>…is what delivering those ‘Special Packages’ on time, and in the right coordinates. (LOL)

Welcome home ‘Seadog’!!

And, A Fine Evening to you!!

Thanks for the chart.

Dont mean I know a dang thing…..but I think, feel, life is about to get a bit more interesting, than the comman man, Wall St. hag, …..has even begun to think about.

Course, I still am sticking by my idea of voting come Novemeber for Obama. Still figure, lets vote the socialist/commun ist in….and get this public relations game over, once and for all. Yep, that is still my thinking. Figure, lets turn our America, over to those who so wish to destroy it…….Heck…at least we will one day know where to place the ‘Blame’. ???

Am trying, very hard this evening…..to grasp the Politican that last represented true change, would bring back the Govt of our ForeFathers? Seems, the mind goes ‘Blank’. Seems, this country is set upon a course..(driven by names unkown??). Seems, the writing on the wall is too dire, for most to comprehend/understand. Viva the McMansions, and Credit Cards. Seems to me, that that is the tune of the Fiddler, as ‘Rome’ implodes.

This Nation, was not always such a nation of whimps. Of Slack Minded Folks. This Nation, Founded Upon Once Upon a Time, of People of Real Courage, and Ideals. Once Upon a Time….was willing to stand up and fight for such Archanic Idleas of Freedom……???

May the future History Writers, look back upon us all, and grant us Mercy……for not standing up…..for not fighting in our ‘Period’, the battle that has long been fought before. May our Ancsetors, forgive out weak efforts, to perserve what once was…..the Greatest Nation of All.

The thought tonight, this very evening…….IS….I dont know….something about….’For evil to succeed, all that is required, is a FEW Good Men, do NOTHING.

And I wonder, ponder…..if what is to come, has more to do with this current generation, surrendering to forces that could have been overcome? Perhaps the history books will treat us all with much more ‘generostiy’ than we deserve?

And, (and this wont make me any friends tonight), but perhaps History will regard the ‘Goldbugs’, in terms we sought wealth for self, rather than place our treasures/riches upon the line. ??

America, as most of us have grown up, grown to know……..has been stolen. And as a former ‘warrior’, defender of Nation……I have grown to understand, how perverse, how the truth has been twisted. I have come to understand,……how I wish all our sons, and daughters, were back home. SAfe…..and able to enjoy life, peace, and liberty.

Just a note, from an old Farmboy……who once upon a time, paid a price…that in Today’s Termss/Understanding….Acceptance….is a price….TOO High to be paid.

I’m sure, the wealth of Gold and Silver…..will ease a conscience going forward. Will show/deomstrate…how smart a man I was. Am sure this evening…(yeah right!!), that one day, I will be glad I invested in gold…..or silver…while I watched, the destruction of the very values that meant anything/everything even….to me. SAd, that it came down to the simple acknowledgement…..of self preservation.

But wise enough to know, understand, that the forces that have placed all of us in this position, dont really care, about such abstract notions of Freedom. Fact is….they have spent more than one generation…..to take it all away.

Some will be successfull, in seeking other shores and lands, in attempts to ‘prolong’ well thought of freedoms. Some, will in the end, have accounts, and land….and money…established on other foriegn shores. (Sounds good to me!). Most, if not all, will spend thier last days, in regret, that we did not fight harder, longer, more heartfelt even…..to save, what was once America….the Greatest Country of all.

My apoloise tonight to Butters. Please understand you are not personally the brunt of my hearts thoughts. Not intended at you dear person. Your post simply a grounds to express some thoughts. I am only struggling through the minds eye, of watching/wittnessing the destruction, of a Country I Loved. Hey…the Good News is….the Independant Country I once knew, lived in, will soon enough be part of the North American Union. My Dollar, turned over to the Amero, my borders open and free. I only ponder/wonder this evening….how I will have to explain all this “Progress” to those I leave behind. ??

Best, Farmboy. ( A victim of his own nightmares…..and defeats)

what a criminal….

Goldstone co-founded Thornburg Mortgage in 1992. Previously, he worked as senior vice president and treasurer at Downey Savings and Loan.

Another winner….DSL

I’m using the Ira Epstein rig.  I simply dig the man and his videos and his software.  I use the Gold version ($99/mo) and swinglines($50) - $149 per month.  The gold has depth of market and last sale screens…and the depth of market screen is worth the whole package.  It is simply the best entertainment I have ever witnessed.  Better than satellite TV…well…perhaps.  But he also has a paper (simulated live) trading platform that lets you practice all you want before jumping in.  I’m terrified…but thrilled too.  I may just sim trade until after the next waterfall…but if we pullback to 17.20 I’m in for sure and oh my I need a drink…(tea)

yes supergirl is great and very healthy and the eldest is right good with her. i am pleased now that i have seen my family and ‘grandchildren’ first hand.
as for ‘navy puke’ well we were the elete and called mockingly ‘bubbleheads’ and simply ‘insane’. we also called surface ship shore parol ‘bubbleheads’ in thier spiffy dress blues/whites with round white dome helmets which sometimes lacked brains and had a bunch of bubbles in there place. we did not give them the time of day if they messed with us and we called it on the job training. they soon learned giving wide bearth. [gg] cheers. wj

Did my eyes deceive me? Did you say….Flying. ???

Let the God’s of heaven and earth stand still even.

Hmnmmm…..ole Wanka taking to the skies. O2 and all. ???

Bout DAmn time is all I can say. Not sure if proud of YOU, or the stupid A$$ airlines for that venture. ??

Glad to see your soon heading home, and manning your station at the GoldTent.

There are still a few things I consider each morning…..to see if the world is still upright, ….and Wanka in the Keys…(even during Huricane Season)….is one of those identifiers that I seek.

Best Wishes, …..Farmboy

  Nuff said.

Evening Farmboy.

More than you deserve.

Got a great Supergirl in the wings. Got the title of Grandpa. (Something not to be taken lightly I thinks). Got a lot of folks that love ya, depend on you, care a whole lot about your sorry swappy butt…lol)

Glad to see you back in season, and style.

All I can say is….’bout damn time’.

AND, Expect you to keep taking names, and kick’n butt.

Your still the BEST Navy Puke I ever did know. (Big Grin)

Love, and BEST WIshes…..Farmboy. (Who thinks, JS, and a few others, think,…..its time for GOLD and SILVER, to take thier denied, but rightful place in this stupid A$$ Crazy Financial world)

Dang…..its great to hear from you again.

thanks pal. do a search of wj for today and the wanka saga to bring you up to speed. i’ll be flying out from la tomorrow at 0700pt and arriving kw 1700et. it will be good to be back in slow sticky weather. cheers. wj

Hare Drummer….

My heart bends to your poem. My mind, bends, and tries to take it all in.

Grandparents where white sharecroppers in Mississipi. Granddad, famous for being able to life in each hand, a 500 lb bale of cotton. Tough times, rough times. Thier son, my father, joined the Army, fought in Korea. Went to Miss State. Moved up North to Illinoise in search of work. Worked for FanSteel, helped develop the first transistor. While living in a house with no running water. Planted, watered a garden in the dark rich earth. Had an outhouse, that I can remember walking through several feet of snow to get to.

My, how the generations of my family have improved. Come so far. Think of your posted poem this evening, as I sit on a little farm, with Air Conditioning, and tractor. (Grandma, plowed from sunup, to sunset, behind a mule in the MIss Sun. ) And this grandchild, sits with lights, and AC, and types a few letters on a screen, that can be read around the world. Quite a humble experience considering it all dont you think?

Seems I ought to be happy, estatic even….of the ‘evolution’ of the family tree. Seems, and I truly am…..gratefull for the past hard deeds, work, of those gone before. Seems, I should find more fullfillment. But in the back of the mind, is the next generation, my sons and daughters, and even thiers. What kind of world will they have. Somehow, I doubt current balance sheets, represented by Fiat Money, will mean a whole lot? What has taken perhaps a generation or three to obtain, (not being from blueblood, or silver spoon type), ……well, I hope what meager means of ‘wealth’, even more so of wisdom and knowledge of self relience, and crops….I hope, that in the end, the lessons of old, once again will guide the future generationss. Lessons of hard work, and land, and crops, and perhaps even a prayer, to someone greater than humans, to send the rains, at the right time, in the right amounts.

Seems to me, modern man. And I consider myself to be somewhat part of that….but seems to me, the lessons of those that have gone before, fought the battles of freedom, honesty, truth, …..will yet in the end, prove to be of valuable experience. Perhaps, even, of saving nature, to this generation and the next. Perhaps…..they will understand, more than the McMansion, ….More than owing on a 50,000 Suv….will indeed have a hint beyond the food on the table comes from more than the local grocery store. Perhaps, the idea of Freedom, …..will yet be reConstituted, in the generation to come. IF WE have done our jobs….have passed along our wisdom and heritage….??

I wander this evening in thought, and soul. Thank you for the poem. Best, Farmboy

…..we got some excitement going in the PMs….

….and in the Broads….

….we need you at your station…..

thanks buddy. it will be good to be home. as for fuzzys….well its inflation you know…..the benny boop show. fuzzys get more expensive with every passing year. hell my used saint bernards i fugure will fetch at least what i paid for them last year at the used foots store next year. ha and they call me a mad hat trader! [g] an investment in ‘fuzzys’ is just good sense. [gg] cheers. wj

…Its the Crack Cocaine of the Futures Exchange…..

Safe trip back to the keys, and am looking forward to catching your posts once you have settled in to the “good life” at home. Good luck on all those trades you are workin this year, them fuzzy slippers are getting more expensive by the day!

Below is an interesting article that I came across tha people might find worth reading. According this study the possible peak to this part of the oil cycle is 2008.71 or September 15. I just find it interesting reading other people’s analysis.

cri200511-oilprices.pdf