And it's all on record!
By Tom Dennen
The Great Reckoning, by James Dale Davidson and Lord Rees-Mogg, documents a nine-year gap between commodity peaks and market crashes over the last three hundred years.
Add forty-one years (the average number of years between the 9-year peak-and-crash cycles) and you have a boom-bust cycle twice every hundred years or once every other generation, meaning every second generation of western working and middle-class citizens has, for the last three hundred years, been good and truly and thoroughly plucked.
Today's 'Great Recession;' is just another plucking that started with the sub prime foreclosures, the first modern major transfer of wealth through the confiscation of 'cheap' properties.
The more 'expensive' properties, shopping malls and office blocks will be taken in the next bubble, the Commercial Real Estate (CRE) bubble).
Follow the trend:
- First Plucking: Commodity prices peaked in London in 1711. The ‘South Sea Bubble’ burst exactly nine years later in 1720.
A Depression followed.
- Second Plucking: Producer prices peaked in London in 1763. The London stock market crashed again in 1772 (nine years later).
A Depression followed.
- Third: Commodity prices peaked in London in 1816.The London stock market crashed in 1825 (nine years later).
Another Depression followed.
- Fourth: Wholesale prices peaked in New York in 1864. Worldwide assets crash began in May 1873 (nine years later).
Yet again, Depression followed.
- Fifth: Then followed our beloved Great Depression in the 30s, about which much has been said, from which, little learned.
Commodity prices peaked some fifty years later – the sixth time, this time, in Tokyo, 1980.
The Tokyo stock market crashed in 1989 (again, nine years later). The depression following that crash is now upon us and will seriously dig in by 2020, which is the reason for all those dire predictions: Gerald Celente knows, Nouriel Roubini knows. The trend is three hundred years old.
Look around you and do the math: I'm not a conspiracy theorist but I consider it FACT that once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, and three times is a Declaration of War.
Four times is the realization that the Declaration fell on the deaf ears of sleeping fools, five times is simple daylight rape and plunder of the same fools – the sixth time, this time, what I call Grand Theft, Planet ©, is perhaps and hopefully, the lesson finally learned, and do we now wake up?
All we have to do is throw them out of the Temple. For the last time. Forever.
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