The Libertarian Opposition is Rising…
By Sean Dempsey February 12, 2026 Today’s Republican Party often resembles an 11-year-old boy’s action-figure fantasy. Many in the GOP base, predominantly angry men, are acting out a macho daydream: blustering about “toughness” toward enemies foreign and domestic. They thump their chests about cracking down on Iran, putting the boot on the head of illegal […]
NB: There is no “right way” to deal with what’s coming. And what’s coming will be catastrophic. Especially if/when the commercial real estate market implodes (as early as Q1 2026). But the most important thing is being able to anticipate the coming issues (before others) and get a leg up to protect you and your […]
By Sean Dempsey, 01/06/25 Before discussing presidents, missiles, or the moral abstractions of foreign policy, it may be wise to consult the document that claims to authorize such discussions at all. The Constitution of the United States is not lengthy, nor especially poetic, but it is precise. On the question of war, it is remarkably […]
History doesn’t repeat itself, but it often rhymes.” – Mark Twain tldr; The US and global economies are on verge of an epic collapse. Before end of this year—and perhaps even before end of March 2026—we will start to see financial/economic cracks emerge & dominos begin to fall. JAN 05, 2026 – STRATHAM, NH Despite […]
The biggest systemic risk to markets right now. Will it be the pin to pop the “everything bubble?” The yen carry trade has long been the financial world’s favorite magic trick: borrow yen at 0%, sell it for dollars, then plow the proceeds into whatever shiny thing is booming that month: U.S. tech stocks, crypto, […]
by Sean Dempsey Inspired by a true story of dismal woe… Spoke an aged gardener,As he tapped his gentle knee:“By thy green thumb and patient eye,I pray thee, hark to me! A tale of love and loss I’ll tell,Of root and tender leaf,Of a plant I loved more true than man,And lost to mortal grief. […]
Prologue The morning he stepped out of South Station, Boston felt like a verdict. Wet brick, ferry horns, the shiver of a gull’s cry over steel water. He stood a moment under the awning with his father’s old briefcase in hand, breath wisping pale, and watched the crowd carry its coffees toward another ordinary day. […]
By Sean Dempsey8/29/25 During the waning of a drear and tempestuous season, while the dank forests of New Hampshire trembled beneath winds unseasonable and a melancholy haze spread like a funeral pall across its pale and resolute villages, there came into my possession a mysterious, but not unwelcome, letter whose contents so disquieted the chambers […]
Sean Dempsey8-18-25 The lanterns burn with pallid light,And the corridors are still;Yet walls divide both joy and blight:Both mercy and its ill. The midnight hush is cold and long,The air with ether sweet;The measured steps of nurses’ throngBeat soft on weary feet. A mother clasps her newborn son!His cry: a trumpet clear.Her weary heart declares […]
By Sean Dempsey, 07/20/25 Let no one say the following is allegory or invention. It is, I assure the reader, entirely true, having been performed not upon the floor of Parliament nor the pages of moralist tracts, but in a respectable laboratory, by a respectable scientist, using respectable mice. In the Year of our Lord […]