The greatest crisis facing this country doesn't have anything to do with money. It doesn't have anything to do with the national debt, immigration, crumbling infrastructure, wars or any of those other tangible problems that you can think of. You see, those problems are just symptoms of the same underlying illness that I'd like to talk about today. America is spiritually sick. Our leaders are sick and our people are sick. We are a nation of unconscious, fearful, self indulgent, and apathetic people. We are quick to anger, for ever wanting things, greedy, and anonymous. We worship money and wealth. We covet the robber barons of our day. Some of the zombie unconscious find nothing wrong with greed and indifference. They think it's acceptable behavior. All they care about is themselves and getting more than their share. Almost exclusively. I believe that. I'd like you to take a minute and read this link. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_transplant_coverage_death This...

A government watchdog, hard at work, has figured out that our tax system is a fucking mess. Wow, now there's a newsflash. It took politicians decades to put that mess of a tax code together so that the elite, wealthy, and corporate community could avoid paying taxes. There is nothing on the planet that frosts my ass more than this leviathan sized U.S. tax code. It is absolutely criminal. My number one complaint? That piece of shit mortgage interest deduction. That sacred cow of America. It encourages this country to live well beyond our means and enriches government and banks. Property taxes, capital gains, debt. McMansions and sprawl. Because I lived below my means (how novel) I could never use the deduction anyway. Can you imagine rich folks having to use standard deductions like the rest of us and not be able to write off 100 grand or more in interest? The collective howl from government, banks, and the elite would be deafening. I can almost hear it now... At any rate- h...

So this morning I heard the elevators crank up early in my Laughlin hotel room. Having spent a good portion of my life in casino hotel rooms, I thought this was unusual. I stumbled into the bathroom and tried to turn the sink on. I immediately noticed that no water came out of the faucet. This is problematic for most folk but for a Montana boy this was just a slight inconvenience. A quick scan out of the hotel window showed me a flash flood in the parking lot. A broken water main. They are doing construction on Laughlin's main drag. These bozos are some real head bangers. Yesterday, I was mired in traffic for nearly an hour because this crew doesn't know how to direct traffic and they don't even try. They just stick out cones and one of those big arrow light boards. Two guys sitting in a pickup all day. I noticed a giant pizza box on the dash. The promising future of America. Each hotel room in America comes with a water reservoir. It is called a toilet tank. Now Jack...

I see Apple stock is trading at a paltry 330 bucks a share. Gosh if only I had a spare 33,000 dollars- I could buy 100 shares. What a deal. Am looking at some homes in the Vegas/Bullhead City area that are pretty damn nice. They are running anywhere from about 300 to 500 shares worth of Apple stock. Some have pools. What a conundrum. What should I do? Should I buy Apple stock and hope that they invent some more Ishit? Or should I buy a house? It's nice that a few companies are making big bucks, unfortunately, Steve Jobs and the board at Apple aren't particularly generous. They kind of have a horde cash and screw investors mentality- thankfully every hedge fund and bank in the free world are gobbling up Apple shares. I won't be one of the suckers buying in at 330. Perhaps if Brian Sack at the NY FED gave me some of that thin air POMO money, 8 billion yesterday, I could get in too. Until then, I am probably going to stick with the house buying theme. Maybe instead of a ...

On the road again. Snowy Las Vegas and Laughlin. Bastards charging me ten bucks a day for internet at my hotel. I hit a nice PK 3 at the Fairgrounds today for about 640. We call them "signers." You have to report tickets with odds of 300-1 or greater or 600 bucks to the IRS. Third one in three weeks. Running quite nicely. Maybe, I'll start breaking even finally. I figure the horse races have me stuck for about a quarter million. My ex would double that amount. So my good fortune means it's time to parlay the winnings. I've got about 5k just burning a hole in my pocket and I have been waiting for our two lustrous metals to take a breather. It hasn't happened. Now I hear some billionaire wants to get into the silver market in a big way. FOFOA blog be damned. (He says silver sucks, gold is the only metal that matters) I should have backed the truck up sooner. I am going to just sit chilly at this point. I was listening to talk radio while blasting through t...

I usually don't post fluff on the website but this story is just too good to pass up. That and government types are all nursing holiday hangovers but undoubtedly preparing to fuck something else up which has not been exposed or reported on yet. Years ago, after a friend of mines' third divorce (he swears he was duped and innocent) he made a startling statement to me. He said, "We all just swap partners- some of us are just quicker than others." Long term relationships he contended, were merely the product of slow and inexperienced people. The circumstances, such that they were, would prove to be true. I was just finishing my first marriage while he was midway through his third one. Thank God I have only lost one house thus far. So it seems that country music singer Shania Twain's husband- got the hots for Shania's best friend who just happened to be married. And they ran off together. Shania found her former best friend's grieving husband and took that...