Bazz Fazz

Nuriel Roubini is not a happy camper, and neither am I. I'm knocking off early for the weekend, needing to decompress, so I won't say much today and you won't hear from me again until Sunday. But I will tell you that I am very much worried.

Cold and hungry people tend to make trouble. They can make good trouble, and we can come out of this with a new New Deal; and they can make bad trouble, and we can come out with fascist uprisings and World War Last. We might get a little bit of both but it's hard to envision what's on the other side of that.

No U.S. president for the next two months while our chins sink below the quicksand. Ugh.