The Panican Ledger

The Tariffman's Toll

Chapter II:
A Brief History of Shouting at the Market

Being a Disquisition on Fevered Fits and Fiscal Follies Wherein Substance Is Separated from Style and Sound

Throughout history, the gyrations and fluctuations of the market have been cause for much angst, alarm, and the occasional alarum.
Sensible nations addressed these fluctuations with prudence, patience, and the occasional polite telegram to the relevant minister.

But not so in our own time.

Here, the response to market unease is neither measured nor mute. It is shouted—with all the grace of a man chasing a goose with a broom.

 

Act I: The Rise of the Market Shouter

No longer content to whisper wisdom or release timely data, the new breed of economic steward mounts a soapbox and bellows.

“THE MARKET IS STRONG!”
“THE MARKET IS LYING!”
“I ALONE CAN FIX IT!”

Sometimes all three, within the hour.

This Market Shouter wields no instrument but volume. His trade policy is scrawled in uppercase. His economic literacy is measured in slogans per minute.

He is not there to guide the market.
He is there to perform for it.

Act II: From Signals to Sirens

Markets once responded to signals—employment figures, interest rates, wheat futures, the odd scandal involving silver.
Now, they respond to tweets, tantrums, and talk-show appearances.

The Dow jitters not at data, but at decibels.
A rate hike causes less volatility than a poorly timed all-caps exclamation.

“TARIFFS WORK!” he cries, and the markets tremble.
“BUY AMERICAN!” he proclaims, while stocks in imported electronics surge.

Confusion, not confidence, becomes the prevailing economic condition.

 

Act III: The Pundits Join In

The Market Shouter is not alone.

A chorus of cable-bound commentators and self-certified strategists echo his thunder, parsing every syllable like scripture.

• Was the exclamation ironic?
• Was the all-caps accidental?
• Did “big win” mean this week or next?

What once was discourse has become divination. The charts are replaced with horoscopes. The forecast depends entirely on who shouts loudest.

 

Conclusion

Thus has the modern market been unmoored.

Not by supply or demand, but by performance.

The Market Shouter needs no facts, only a platform.
He offers no roadmap, only noise.

And though the economy drifts, though the fundamentals fray, the shouting continues—until silence, at last, arrives in the form of a correction.