Oh, how deliciously apropos are these news for a Sunday morning post.. I mean, really, you can't make this stuff up, folks..
It turns out that yesterday the good people of Dillon, S.C. invited their hometown hero Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke to speak at a ceremony naming a highway exit in his honor. Henceforth Exit 195 of Interstate 95 is to be officially known as the Ben Bernanke Exit. How uniquely American can one get? I mean, can anyone imagine the French dedicating anything - say the TGV railroad station in Lyon, where he was born - to Monsieur Jean-Claude Trichet, current president of the ECB? Sacre bleu!
Oh, never mind..
I expect that professional honors of any kind are rather thin on the ground for Mr. Chairman these days, so accepting local transportation-related alternatives may be the only way to satisfy the good professor's needs for ego boosters. Indeed, it takes gumption to "get angry" at the likes of AIG.
Still, it would be perfectly understandable if he had just traveled south for the day, enjoyed a bit of deep-fried chicken, okra and grits with pan gravy, plus the usual small-town shootin' the breeze and backslapping with old-time friends. Charming, even.
But, nooo..
Because Mr. Chairman instead chose this rather declasse event to make a major policy speech. "At the Federal Reserve", he proclaimed, "we will continue to forcefully deploy all the tools at our disposal as long as necessary to support the restoration of financial stability and the resumption of healthy economic growth."
Lock and load, Ben - or is that "start the rotors spinning, cap'n"?
On second thought, "The Bernanke Exit" may be exactly apropos for marking the end of our Permagrowth Era - prophetic, even. What better confluence of rapidly bygone symbolisms than a highway exit for gas-guzzlers named after the chief of a fiat currency?
Yep, you really can't make this up...
It turns out that yesterday the good people of Dillon, S.C. invited their hometown hero Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke to speak at a ceremony naming a highway exit in his honor. Henceforth Exit 195 of Interstate 95 is to be officially known as the Ben Bernanke Exit. How uniquely American can one get? I mean, can anyone imagine the French dedicating anything - say the TGV railroad station in Lyon, where he was born - to Monsieur Jean-Claude Trichet, current president of the ECB? Sacre bleu!
Oh, never mind..
I expect that professional honors of any kind are rather thin on the ground for Mr. Chairman these days, so accepting local transportation-related alternatives may be the only way to satisfy the good professor's needs for ego boosters. Indeed, it takes gumption to "get angry" at the likes of AIG.
Still, it would be perfectly understandable if he had just traveled south for the day, enjoyed a bit of deep-fried chicken, okra and grits with pan gravy, plus the usual small-town shootin' the breeze and backslapping with old-time friends. Charming, even.
But, nooo..
Because Mr. Chairman instead chose this rather declasse event to make a major policy speech. "At the Federal Reserve", he proclaimed, "we will continue to forcefully deploy all the tools at our disposal as long as necessary to support the restoration of financial stability and the resumption of healthy economic growth."
Lock and load, Ben - or is that "start the rotors spinning, cap'n"?
On second thought, "The Bernanke Exit" may be exactly apropos for marking the end of our Permagrowth Era - prophetic, even. What better confluence of rapidly bygone symbolisms than a highway exit for gas-guzzlers named after the chief of a fiat currency?
Yep, you really can't make this up...




