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Showing posts with label Green Acres. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Green Acres. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2012

NO EBB JUST FLOW


                                     It’s The Way Gold Trades

Melt up melt down it doesn’t really make any difference; same crap different day. I said yesterday I thought we were just in the eye of a hurricane.

“Batten down the hatches mate!”

Welcome to centrally planned trading; the only thing we don’t know after today is the price level from which Weimar Ben, the boys at the JPM prop desk, and the dealers privy to the inside info are plotting the next waterfall. Because tomorrow is Friday, don’t look for anything but position squaring into the weekend.

But come next week, all the sell stops that have been set today from long positions, will get taken to the woodshed amongst the wailing and gnashing of teeth. I’m guessing the high number from which selling commences to be something just short of maybe $1695, but hey, they don’t email me and ask for my opinion (yet).

“I know, I know, the charts look good right now. But they will make their own charts and make you think we are headed to zero; you’ll sell and that’s that.” I got recent history on my side.

To any normal observer, you could take the daily chart, show them the $29 daily range today and they would say, “Wow, must have been a lot of action today – you know up, down, all over the place huh?”

“Errr, not exactly.”

Ebb has left “Green Acres” and hasn’t been seen since 2011; Flow is in charge. The dealers cover and then back away; the public piles in along with some [chumps] hedge funds; the dealers sell along with the Fed [yes Dilbert they are in the market]; momentum dies away and the market drifts lower; selling ensues and your sell stop gets hit. Rinse and repeat forever dude; it’s the new paradigm.

Fact is the majority of the day’s range happened in 45 – 50 minutes; the rest is just noise and a few stops. The recently updated and revised algorithm missed getting long at the bottom today by about a buck fifty; close but no cigar. Sometimes you miss some. I still made a little, but not what I wanted because I didn’t get in where I really wanted to.

But the point I want to make is that you are either there when it moves or you ain’t; you aren’t going to get the opportunity to get good fills and pick your spots. It’s either elevator up and the doors just closed with you 5 feet away, or it’s a rowboat over the waterfall and the next 200 feet down are going to be interesting; this is what we are faced with in today’s marketplace.

So, don’t expect Ebb to help you; fear that Flow might kill you.

Have a good day everyone.

-vegas

Monday, April 2, 2012

EBB & FLOW ARE GONE


                                Plug Your Nose; Close Your Eyes

Sounds like two characters from “Green Acres”. Unfortunately, for traders, it isn’t nearly as funny. There is no more give and take, up and down, ebb and flow if you will; there is only panic and the subsequent money tsunami that follows in 3…2…1…

You are either there for the ride or you’re not; train is leaving the station and it doesn’t wait. One day it’s the gold cartel slamming down the market straight for $20 - $30 in 3 hours, where you couldn’t get an uptick to save your life, and the next day it’s straight up for 45 minutes to 2 hours and $15 - $25 and you can’t get a downtick to save your life. No matter which, when it’s over, that’s it. Yawn rinse and repeat; once the buying/selling orgy is finished there isn’t anything left.

“HEY, get back in here and play. C’mon guys where are you?”

Today the bomb goes off on the upside; 55 minutes of just about straight up. Ridiculous quotes, spreads go up, market moves in $0.50 and $1.00 increments, dealers “painting the tape”, and mystery ticks galore. Welcome to gold trading 2012.

I particularly don’t like the way the 5M charts are being manipulated in the last 60 – 90 seconds of each chart period; big money is playing games.

So, what we have in the marketplace now are discrete discontinuous trading days; what happens on Monday has nothing to do with Tuesday and so on. What matters is what group panics first on any particular day.

So, after the trading orgy, you’re left with traders stuck on the other side, and no volume coming in for any kind of follow through. Now, the dealers got you and what comes next is the stop hunt to see just how excited you are about holding that position. Guess what? They know how excited you are. [Hint: not very.]

Musical chairs and you can’t hear any music. Drip, drip, and drip some more into the close and every 15 or 20 minutes some more longs get stopped out from this morning.

In any normal market, I should be up thousands; instead I get a large pizza.

“First prize is a brand new Cadillac, second prize is a set of steak knives.” Thank you. Some deal huh?

Have a good day everyone.

-vegas