You Call That Investing? AT&T. Alphabet. JNJ. Amazon.

APRIL 24, 2020. If you’re looking to phone up some profit now you may need to Google it first and maybe medicate for a long river run past toe-tagging underbrush. Or you could simply sum these four plays up here and how. No sweat or blood. Breezing through the buys or whys. “You Call That Investing? AT&T. Alphabet. JNJ. Amazon.” Continue reading You Call That Investing? AT&T. Alphabet. JNJ. Amazon.

Brain Pill. Two Minutes. MSFT v. GOOG.

MARCH 28, 2020. Spring is sneaking in as our attention is splintered.
We’re petting the cat and peeling thunder and pouring rain won’t stop that.. We’re now under the gun and if that hasn’t rocked your socks then you’re ready for that chaise lounge helium trip up to the stratosphere. Remember that guy in California and his helium balloon lawn chair? He got a call from the FAA. What’s next when both the light and the air grow thin?
Light and air in market terms mean the essentials and the giants: phone, power, and those near a trillion. The smart and savvy warned us earlier that tech would be autopsied in all this.  It was. Yet, the Stay-at-Home ecosystem means more of the bigs–more band width, for more remote working, more gaming, streaming, online shopping. Hum, who does all that?
China brewed this virus and it’s now demonstrating this expanding tech truth pushing up behind.  We need more not only from VZ, T, and UPS, but also from GOOG, AMZN, and MSFT. That leads us right back to thinking big. When the economic storm boils you wanna bunk with the bigs. That’s why we’re having a “Brain Pill. Two Minutes. MSFT v. GOOG.”  
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The Hunker

MARCH 18, 2020. Centennial storms happen more frequently now. Thus the “once in 100 years” line is wholly meaningless. Canned goods are still good, and still canned. Katrina was tragic and also an apt analogy to our market, and now our economy.
The Ka Ka’s sharply hit the props when TV waves bow beneath the weight of canned policy verbiage from Capitol Hill and your closed library. That’s why Reed Hastings built Netflix.
Meanwhile, financial facilitation and relief thinking is said to be coursing on Capitol Hill. We’ll see. Much of what the Fed actually does exists below the media line. Only financial professionals even understand the repo market and Fed actions that maintain liquidity.
The fed’s doing those things. Yet banks and REITs are disastrous.
The Fed’s for real, but not alone. Being informed is essential, but bathing in “we’re making sure” isn’t. We’re watching closely yet shuffling in a dose of “the Hunker.” Continue reading The Hunker

Harbor. Here Comes The Storm.

MARCH, 31, 2019. Times change. But god it’s been nice. For years we rode that rising wave. Everyone had a great time. Now it’s curling if not crashing. Storms have come to our formally splendid seas. Many have harbored. As the placid and neat turned angry, utils have grown too expensive to buy. That’s how it goes. Did you grab your slice? Upward and onward we go. Oops, we meant simply onward, and up and down.
The S&P can’t hold 2815 with either wet hand. Our fed’s given up attempting to predict what he isn’t reading. Our bull’s shuffling restlessly. Long term investors are rethinking their approach, as every spike simply melts away into sad little puddles. Has your thinking shifted? Still attempting to climb in that smart slow way? Yeah, us too. But we’re scattered.
Predictable pauses had for years led gracefully into plumy runs of joy and slap-happy success. We’re here to help you forget all that. The way forward feels different now, more difficult, and clearly less promising. We’re struggling to maintain focus. We’re ready to instantly sell any three hundred dollar move. But we did exactly that when ETSY reported, and were promptly left behind.
Market storm socks are stiff. Headwinds shift and gales whip ugly everyday. The warnings are in the water. Our markets now, as seen through five mega-leaders and their clutch of sectors. FANG will not prove a pristine harbor this time. Nor will healthcare. We’re all gonna get wet. Continue reading Harbor. Here Comes The Storm.

Summer Blockbusters. The Very Best, In Bright Light.

JUNE 25, 2018. Myths die hard, or never. Here’s one.
The real winners are a secret, waiting for you to discover them. Not really. So why beat the weeds for that rare gem?
Secret stocks are the ones Wall Street never talks about. Guess what? If Wall Street doesn’t talk about them, they’re likely not worth your time. Again, why?
No doubt the equity investing world harbors stocks that are doing well, in near perfect darkness. Yet simple reasons exist for not beating the ditches to find such unusual names. How about your time? Instead of sifting the obscure for a great hope, simply follow the spotlight. The light is where things grow. Summer blockbusters you can grow with. Continue reading Summer Blockbusters. The Very Best, In Bright Light.

The Water’s Fine. Is That A Discharge Hatch? Being In The Wrong Place Sucks.

MARCH 2, 2018. As investors our job is to adapt and overcome. Go lights fade to caution. Job One is locating our new leading landmarks. You know those-rates and inflation. Both seem over-hyped. Human error as risk ranks much higher. Squirrelly fellow shareholders also present a much larger temporary risk.
We’re looking always, and relaxing. Accept yesterday, and volatility. Pretend it’s all just a little breeze in the Keys.

Waves call for relaxed balance and patience. How hard is that? Got a better plan? For us all this means market-spotting. Enjoy. Got a better plan? What’s a G Bike? Is that smoke coming from your portfolio? Continue reading The Water’s Fine. Is That A Discharge Hatch? Being In The Wrong Place Sucks.

Nobody Calls This. Nobody Knows.

February 6, 2018. 4:34 AM. On Monday U.S. markets featured fear, algorithm maddness, and the largest intraday drop in history. This after tens of billions of long-idle cash crashed back into the market over the past 7 weeks. Retail investors jumped back in with abandon, just in time to catch a drop they normally hand out market-sickness bags for–just like on airplanes. While clutching our sick-bag yesterday, we bought price-slashed T. A trailing P/E of 8, with a 5.4% dividend. Guess what? Bet that play works. And on deck today?

M o r e selling pressure.
Guess what hordes of those just-back-in investors will do today? We will not be among them. Nor should you. We’re not here to kill our bull. We’ve smelled metallic before. Continue reading Nobody Calls This. Nobody Knows.