Breaking: Jamie Dimon after WH meeting….bonus taxes not ruled out…

oh frak me man, averages were low all day but now trending down farther..DOW down 170 to 7753, S& P down 17 to 815, NAS down 38 to 154

Let’s be perfectly clear (lol), this was TOTUS third or fourth chance to say we do not believe in tearing each other down in America, this bonus tax is wrong and we will rise together, he did not do that, i consider this a failure on his part..

Listen Jamie loves Obama and he was trying to sound positive but Burnett asked did Obama say he is against the House bonus tax? the answer was not yes..and Jamie is always upbeat he was trying…he kept saying they will do what is best for America…

That is bad, now Blankfein talking to Burnett,

listen these, “blue eyed white bankers’ that Lula riffed on were like the Procol Harum song when they came out of two hours with TOTUS,

methinks they got NO reassurances, they got lectures on reforming compensation and lending more it sounds like..will post video as soon as CNBC gets it up..John Mack is silent as a stone…

here is the song to which I refer if anyone missed the joke, LOL

Clip and audio courtesy of Meowbay:

Original 16mm Scopitone conversion, from the ‘summer of love’ 1967 hit record, remixed( sic)and refurbished for FLV YT format. I fixed audio as well. Sound engineer of this famous mono mix was Keith Grant.
Vocals and piano played by Gary Brooker, Matthew Fisher played the Hammond organ, and the lyrics were written by Keith Reid.

You can find them here:
http://procolharum.com/w/w9901.htm

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see.
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as wellve been closed
She said, Im home on shore leave,
Though in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the looking glass
And forced her to agree
Saying, you must be the mermaid
Who took neptune for a ride.
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my anger straightway died

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is its queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed

March 27, 2009. Tags: Barack Obama, Barney Frank, Congressional Leadership, Economic Stimulus, Economy, Finance, Foreclosures, Gary Brooker, Jamie Dimon, Keith Reid, Matthew Fisher, Obama Administration, Procol Harum, Procul Harum, recession, Robin Trower, Summer of Love, TARP, Tim Geithner, TIMOTHY GEITHNER, Wall St. Cabinet, CITI, citigroup, Economy, Entertainment, FDIC, Finance, Housing, Music, Obama Administration, Politics, Popular Culture, TARP, Taxes, Uncategorized, Wall St.