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The Fed whispers while markets scream. Corporate earnings won’t save us when trade policy looks like a drunk driver trying to parallel park in a hurricane.

Diversification is now code for “brace yourself.” Even fixed-income isn’t safe when Washington’s playing with gasoline and matches. This isn’t hedging. It’s battlefield triage in a policy war.

Republicans cheer a “coherent plan” that’s basically economic Russian roulette. Meanwhile, 54% of the country sees the bullet chamber spinning. Willful blindness is a hell of a drug.

Higher grocery bills and gas prices: the hidden tax on Main Street to fund a fantasy of “sovereign strength.” Real power doesn’t come from punishing your own.

Slapping tariffs on everything but apple pie isn’t policy—it’s economic vandalism. Trump’s trade war is a time bomb wrapped in flag paper and sold as patriotism.

Bond yields went vertical—again. That’s not a market signaling strength. It’s a migraine warning before the stroke. This isn’t a cycle. It’s the end of pretend.

A 4,000-point Dow nosedive in two days isn’t a “market correction.” It’s a bloodletting. Tariffs and tweets don't fix broken fundamentals. They just speed up the reckoning.

The Fed trimmed growth forecasts again—shocking no one except economists still clinging to models that treat debt, war, and trade chaos like rounding errors. Reality is less polite.

Billionaire hedge funders warning about recession after cheering for deregulation and cheap debt is like arsonists complaining the fire's too hot. You built this. Now own it.

Tariffs on Mexico and Canada are unraveling USMCA, and with it, decades of trade stability. Nationalist economics doesn’t just bite neighbors—it eats itself.

Midwest drivers may pay 50 cents more per gallon thanks to Canadian tariffs. So much for energy independence—it’s now just another weapon in an economic hostage situation.

Treasury bonds are flashing warning signs like sirens. But in Washington, it’s business as usual: spend, inflate, deny. Call it prosperity until the floor gives out.

Jamie Dimon says there’s a 50/50 shot at recession. That’s not a forecast, that’s an indictment of a system where casino owners warn the tables are rigged.

Wall Street bleeds red and the Dow drops 2,000 points—but don’t call it a crisis. Call it patriotism, rebranded for the investor class.

Soybean farmers get sacrificed on the altar of trade wars. Markets vanish, subsidies flow, and everyone pretends it's free enterprise, not central planning by tantrum.

In Tomball, Texas, small businesses are choking on tariffs while lobbyists in D.C. collect bonuses. National policy written for headlines, not for towns.

Michigan's auto workers are learning the hard way that nationalism doesn't pay their bills. Tariffs broke their supply chains and their faith in political saviors.

Unemployment heading to 4.7% while policymakers tout “strong fundamentals.” Which fundamentals? Rising layoffs, declining demand, or the fantasy that tariffs rebuild economies?

Inflation at 3.6%, but the White House calls it strength. Apparently, higher prices and economic stagnation are signs of American resilience now. Orwell would blush.

A 45% recession risk and still climbing. Wall Street calls it a correction. Main Street calls it lost jobs, shuttered stores, and another bailout waiting to happen.

The Fed revises GDP down to under 1%, but don't worry—experts assure us it's just “temporary turbulence,” not a systemic reaction to incoherent trade policy. Believe them?

Trump launches $TRUMP coin. Not satire. The guy who crashed a casino is now your financial adviser. Grift levels upgraded from NFT to full-blown Ponzi cosplay.

China brushes off U.S. tariffs. Crypto markets cheer. The digital economy loves chaos. As always, war is bad for people, but great for those selling the algorithmic escape hatch.

Dow drops 4,000 points in two days. Wall Street panics—not over working-class pain, but because the casino’s rules might finally be changing. They only love markets when they win.

Wells Fargo says don’t worry. This from a bank that faked millions of accounts. Their confidence is like a match telling you not to fear the fire. You might get burned.

UBS still bullish. Because when you're rich, "cautious optimism" means having a golden parachute. The rest of us just get austerity, layoffs, and lectures about why it's not really a crash.

Treasury yields spike. That’s not a confidence signal—it’s investors demanding hazard pay to hold U.S. paper. When faith costs extra, the bond market's whispering a warning: no one trusts the house.

The dollar’s plunging, but the real crisis is credibility. After decades of exporting debt, we’re now importing consequences. The empire’s currency looks shakier than a used car loan at zero APR.

Consumer sentiment crashes. Maybe Americans are tired of eating inflation while watching central bankers and CEOs lecture them on “resilience.” Hope doesn’t pay rent, and neither does GDP growth.

Dow drops 4,000 points in two days. Wall Street panics—not over working-class pain, but because the casino’s rules might finally be changing. They only love markets when they win.

Larry Fink warns the tariffs are unimaginable. That’s rich coming from a man who helped finance global monopolies. If it’s bad for BlackRock, it might be good for democracy.

Jamie Dimon says 50% recession odds. Translation: the architects of our last financial disaster now forecast the next one—while still cashing bonuses for “managing” the risk they created.

Bitcoin holds while the market burns. Tariffs may kill trade, but not speculation. Proof that faith in fiat is dying—and BTC’s just the rebellion they can’t control.

NY AG wants federal crypto oversight. Translation: another turf war over who gets to tax the next bubble. Wall Street lobbyists already drafting the “consumer protection” framework.

SEC hosts “Between a Block and a Hard Place.” The title alone mocks investors. Regulators still don’t understand crypto—just glad they’re finally admitting it out loud in public forums.