All in all a pretty quiet day today, as you'd expect for December 22nd. Absent any news, tomorrow will be even more quiet and with a tighter range. Of course, we've all grown to expect the worst from Blythe and The Monkeys so don't be surprised if she stages another early morning raid tomorrow. She could whack $10 out of gold and still make it to Macy's before 10:00 for some last-minute shopping. If you think I'm kidding, you obviously haven't been hanging around this blog very long. Expecting Blythe to show a little decorum and not blast away two days before Christmas only makes a raid more likely. Just because we are all dug into similar trenches, don't expect a ceasefire. The likelihood of an "All Quiet on The Golden Front" lovefest is pretty remote.
Here's a picture of our quiet gold market today:
When I sit back for a moment and consider the truly perilous, disastrous situation the blasted fools at The Fed have put us in, I get extraordinarily pissed off and you should, too. These MFers have set us up for tremendous hardship and civil strife, perhaps even civil unrest, all in the name of endless money-printing and TBTF banks and government services. 2011 is going to be a very hard, very mean year. Please prepare now. Tell all your friends, too.
On that happy note, I'll sign off for now. The Fergusons have some friends in town for a little pre-holiday cheer so I most likely won't check in again until after I see Harvey's nightly update. I'll probably be more than a little "in the bag" by then, if you get my drift, so in advance, I must ask that you please excuse any misspellings, poor grammar or assorted expletives you find in my late evening update. Turd out.