Is It Time, Morgiana?

Down to his last 5 million dollars, the Dubai-based oil trader spends it on a new, grey-coloured LaFerrari. An excellent choice of investment. Well, it's not really an investment of course, more of a thing to do with your last 5 million dollars.

What is it - pewter grey? Plastic modelling kit grey?

All the little oil traders, you see, are in any case hiding inside their oil jars, listening to hear for the slave girl Morgiana to come by so that each might ask her: 'is it time yet, Morgiana?'

I mean it's just so easy to make money now isn't it? As the affluence laps at the soft pink toes of the little Dubai tax dodgers and thieves - that affluence which springs from the global Central Banking hoodlums and their ZIRP/NIRP 'money...' What could possibly disturb the equanimity of all the affluent, living it up in their daydream condos...

But is it time, Morgiana? After all, my La Ferrari will lose 3 million dollars as soon as it trundles out of the showroom, and my German Bund notes will buy me but a meagre breakfast after ten years holding onto them. Is it time, maybe, to buy... ...gold?

'Not yet, oh affluent and clever thief. Wait just a little longer. You have, after all, still 5 million dollars left to bide your time with.'

The moral of this story is - well, you know it - the thief intends to do something when he jumps out of the box, er sorry, jar, he is sitting in.