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A little history on this guy Cramer: Was booted from Fox for touting his
stocks on the show, was expelled from CNBC for same shameless act. I have
not been personally burned by this scumbucket, but I have been reading his
trash for the last year, and following his nonsense 'advice' would lead one
to financial ruin. I despise his type since there are so many gullible
folks out there who have been and will be financially devastated by his
type. My advice is to avoid him like the plague. I'm contacted him
personally and told him this as well.
----- Original Message -----
From: "Daniel Goncharoff" <thegonch@xxxxxxxxxx>
To: <realtraders@xxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Saturday, November 25, 2000 10:58 PM
Subject: Re: [RT] Cramer dreams meeting Alan Greenspan
> I don't know what you have against Cramer, but you must not read him very
much,
> since he is not a tout, nor does he try to forecast anything about
individual
> stocks.
>
> He does 'analyse' the workings of the market, after the fact, as most
analysis
> must be, but I have found his explanations useful for my trading.
>
> Regards
> DanG
>
> James Taylor wrote:
>
> > If one listened to anything this clown Cramer said this year, they would
> > have an account with a much lower balance.
> >
> > I have been watching this jokers comments on his site and on Yahoo, and
he
> > has got to be one of the absolute worst stock 'analysts'/touts on the
planet
> > earth PERIOD.
> >
> > He deserves for his dot-bomb to be where it is. IMHO.
> > JT
> >
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "J W" <inbox@xxxxxxxxxxxx>
> > To: <realtraders@xxxxxxxxxxx>
> > Sent: Saturday, November 25, 2000 3:09 AM
> > Subject: [RT] Cramer dreams meeting Alan Greenspan
> >
> > > Wrong! Tactics and Strategies: Big Al's Got a Message for Buzz and
> > > Batch
> > >
> > > By James J. Cramer
> > >
> > > 11/24/00 9:09 AM ET
> > >
> > > Strangest thing happened the other day.
> > >
> > > A man came to the office door. I happened to be opening some other
> > > peoples' mail at the desk when he poked in. I almost dropped the
> > > letter opener on my foot.
> > >
> > > "Alan Greenspan?" I said, shocked that he would be on the 24th floor
> > > of my nondescript office building. He ignored me.
> > >
> > > "Is this the office of Buzz Gould and Batch Hammer?" he asked, and
> > > for a moment I thought, "Maybe it isn't him, maybe it's not Andrea
> > > Mitchell's husband. He's speaking way too plainly, with not even a
> > > hint of obfuscation."
> > >
> > > "No sir," I said, trying to figure out whether I was being
> > > sycophantic or just plain emphatic. "I don't believe those gentlemen
> > > are working the day after Thanksgiving."
> > >
> > > He looked puzzled for a second, stroked his chin and said, in that
> > > avuncular way he addresses some of the more stupid congressmen at one
> > > of those darned Humphrey Hawkins interruptions -- you know that
> > > patronizing tone --"Perhaps you are familiar enough with them and
> > > their peculiar performance methodology?"
> > >
> > > I assured the great man I knew all about their incredible scheme to
> > > prop up their stocks in order to get more money to continue to propel
> > > their stocks higher, a sort of perpetual-motion performance machine
> > > that has nothing to do with the actions of companies themselves --
> > > neither their net worth nor their prospects. I said it all in
> > > incredibly compound and complex Latinate phrasing, to show the Fed
> > > chief that I, too, could speak in ways that required difficult
> > > parsing and impossible textual analysis.
> > >
> > > He smiled. He felt at home.
> > >
> > > "Mind if I come in and sit at your trading desk for a moment, as I
> > > have a message for your friends Mr. Gould and Mr. Hammer?" I assured
> > > him that they were no friends of mine in style or methodology. In
> > > perhaps a subtle attempt at humor, he asked me if they made fun of my
> > > balding pate. I chose to ignore the riposte.
> > >
> > > The distinguished Fed chairman then pulled up at the desk of Matt "M-
> > > 2" Jacobs, 35 centimeters from mine, and proceeded to impart a
> > > sobering message to Messieurs Gould and Hammer via their nemesis down
> > > the hall. I tried to get as much of it down as I could, so I could
> > > share it with you, too.
> > >
> > > "Are you familiar with the concept of the risk premium, Mr. Cramer?"
> > > I assured Greenspan I understood it completely and certainly.
> > >
> > > "It seems to this Federal Reserve chieftain that the firm of Gould
> > > and Hammer has violated and corrupted the notion of risk," he said.
> > > He intoned Gould and Hammer as I imagine he would have said "Scrooge
> > > and Marley" in a different era.
> > >
> > > "By aiding their common stock positions in an unseemly way, by
> > > keeping up the Redbacks and the Redhats far beyond where they would
> > > naturally trade, by keeping the proverbial balls in the air far
> > > longer than they should be, they have created an atmosphere, if you
> > > will, where individual investors, the bedrock of this great nation's
> > > financial welfare, believe that they no longer face the uncertain
> > > fortunes, the so-called cyclical downdrafts, that have formerly
> > > plagued the market periodically, reminding the citizens of this
> > > country that the stock market is an inherently risky, one would say,
> > > quite risky, field of endeavor that should be considered dangerous to
> > > all but a handful of participants, and only those who truly and
> > > completely understand the hazards of the rights to ownership of
> > > complex businesses during a difficult, if not extraordinarily
> > > challenging time, or times, depending upon your time frame or sense
> > > of era."
> > >
> > > "Wow," I found myself saying, well out of the Latinate vernacular of
> > > the distinguished chief. "You mean people feel there's no risk to
> > > owning equities when they give the money to Gould & Hammer?"
> > >
> > > He looked at me as if I were one of the few who could really divine
> > > Fed-speak and said, "Precisely and absolutely." At that very moment I
> > > could have broken into Gilbert & Sullivan song, had I only hung
> > > around with the right people at Harvard instead of the thugs at Eliot
> > > House.
> > >
> > > "I would like you to impart this particular message to these two
> > > alchemists," he said with a detectable sneer. "You can tell these two
> > > charlatans that I will keep short-term rates up higher than would
> > > naturally be expected at this late point in the business cycle
> > > because I don't want the great people of this nation to be seduced
> > > and abandoned by the kinds of tricks these fellows are playing. I
> > > want them to know that I will break the animal spirits of this market
> > > and send their Epiphanies and Kanas and Applied Micro Circuits and
> > > Junipers and SDLIs and JDSUs to single numerals if I have to, to keep
> > > this nation out of the grips of the Japanese-like recession spiral
> > > that would be our natural path if we were to allow the Goulds and the
> > > Hammers to remain unchecked in their nefarious schemes."
> > >
> > > I thought for a second, trying to behave the way one of those
> > > Franklin translators would perform, and I blurted out "You mean,
> > > you'll keep killing the Nazzdogs as long as those clowns down the
> > > hall keep trying to manipulate their tech stocks higher in the face
> > > of declining earnings?"
> > >
> > > His eyes widened. A grin appeared where only a stolid, jutted jaw had
> > > resided, and he nodded slowly. A gesture that spoke more than 2,454
> > > of his words. I had figured it out. But there was something I had to
> > > ask, something that bothered me and that seemed almost like a
> > > sledgehammer doing the job of a little claw hammer in bringing down
> > > the four-letter morsels that Gould and Hammer love so much.
> > >
> > > "Mr Chairman," I said, trying to look as trenchant as I could, "I
> > > traffic in the equities of the real economy, the International Papers
> > > and the Dow Chemicals, the Procter & Gambles and the Black & Deckers,
> > > and for those denizens of the financial and economic firmament (the
> > > man's phrasing is infectious), the Mascos and the Georgia Pacifics,
> > > these high short rates are proving to be the bane of their existence.
> > > Is it fair, is it right, sir, that the workers at General Motors, let
> > > alone the capital that backs them, suffer so severely because of the
> > > too-high, chimerical price-to-earnings multiples of the
> > > business-to-business infrastructure and telecommunication-
> > > semiconductor stocks that Gould and Hammer operate on to keep their
> > > performance up? Somehow it doesn't seem right to me that nine-tenths
> > > of the real economy suffers because of the machinations of a couple
> > > of stock jockeys down the hall."
> > >
> > > The grin turned downcast in midsentence. He nodded his head several
> > > times in agreement, and then spoke the words I was so afraid to hear
> > > for those of us who toil in the sobering portions of the S&P and
> > > Nasdaq 100.
> > >
> > > "The potential destruction of the earnings cycle through supremely
> > > higher short-term rates is the moral hazard, the so-called price we
> > > have to pay, to rid ourselves of those who think that owning stocks
> > > is a risk-free opportunity." He then pulled close enough to me that
> > > it was clear he didn't want the others in the office to hear. "You
> > > seem to be a student of my work," he noted. "Perhaps you recall
> > > that 'irrational exuberance' comment I let slip a few years ago?" I
> > > nodded quickly. I didn't want to interrupt the man. "I spoke those
> > > words because at the time I didn't understand how this mutual fund
> > > scheme worked. I didn't know that most of these money managers knew
> > > nothing about the business cycle and didn't care to know anything. I
> > > didn't understand the methodology by which these managers maintained
> > > their performance, to wit, that they simply never sold any equities
> > > and just used additional funds to propel their Corning Glasses and
> > > Veritases and Verisigns and Vitesses," and he paused there as you
> > > could tell the man was digging that alliteration, "to levels that
> > > were positively Nippon-like in their ludicrous over-valuatory
> > > extendedness, thereby precipitating an overconfident, some would say,
> > > filled with hubris, investor to the point where risk, or at least the
> > > notion of risk, ceased to, if you will, exist."
> > >
> > > Hmmm. Only now, reading over those words, do I think I have a clue as
> > > to what he was saying. At the time I merely nodded, and said "Righty-
> > > o, Professor" as if I were momentarily transported to Gilligan's
> > > Island. He looked at me, puzzled, and seemed to sense that perhaps
> > > it was time to move on.
> > >
> > > "But, but, Mr. Greenspan, would you be willing to risk a recession
> > > just to teach the boys down the hall a lesson in risk?" With that, he
> > > jumped up, still spry, still fly, for a 70-year-old, and said "You
> > > just be sure to tell them that there are issues here that they can no
> > > longer trifle with, and that we will no longer tolerate their
> > > attempts to create a risk-free atmosphere where one should not
> > > exist."
> > >
> > > Next thing I knew, the little man, beat-up briefcase in hand, had his
> > > taupe raincoat on and was out the door. "Pleasure to meet you," I
> > > said, sticking out my hand through the doorway. But he was already in
> > > the elevator and simply waved, wearily, and looked down solemnly as
> > > the golden doors closed.
> > >
> > > James J. Cramer is manager of a hedge fund and co-founder of
> > > TheStreet.com.
> > >
> > >
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