As usual over the last five or six working
days, I’ve been Channel surfing, and generally ringing round to gauge
reactions to probably the most surreal year of my lifetime. Doing so has
confirmed my sense of something beyond bullish taking place. What we’re
seeing now isn’t a bull run: it’s a drove of pigs jostling with each
other in their haste to get to the cliff edge, where their ability to
fly will become apparent to all.
Except pigs can’t fly. It’s one of many reasons why bacon is never in short supply.
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