Parisian Family Office, CEO. Started Wall Street, '82. Drexel Burnham alum. Founded Chippewa Partners, Native American Advisors, '95. Chippewa, raised on reservations. Conservative. NYSE/FINRA arb. Pureblood. Independent insight. Trading in a world on a social media dopamine binge, from GHOST RANCH on the Yellowstone River in MT, TN estate, PAMELOT or CASA TULE', his winter camp in Los Cabos, Mexico. Play by my rules. Always been, will always be, an optimist.

Sunday, December 28, 2025

2026

Very seldom will I ever make a market forecast.

For 2026, I will venture a prognostication.

I let the chart tell me what to do and what not to do.  To buy or to sell.

Price.  My price is the final nail in the proverbial coffin of whether I should be in a given stock. 

You see, I don't need stocks.  I probably did over a million trades for our investment management firm clients.  A few of them DID NOT need stocks; they needed safety, income and time alive. 

I will say this.  When it hits, it will make last spring's pullback look like a walk in the park.

You see, gold and it's good friend, silver are calling bullshit on a lot, if not all of it.

It's happening, and most people are oblivious.  



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