This appears to be an older story from August 2011, he apparently knew then things were unraveling.
Drunken Ben Bernanke Tells Everyone At Neighborhood Bar How Screwed U.S. Economy Really Is
SEWARD,
NE—Claiming he wasn't afraid to let everyone in attendance know about "the real
mess we're in," Federal Reserve chairman Ben Bernanke reportedly got drunk
Tuesday and told everyone at Elwood's Corner Tavern about how absolutely fucked
the U.S. economy actually is.
Bernanke,
who sources confirmed was "totally sloshed," arrived at the drinking
establishment at approximately 5:30 p.m., ensconced himself upon a bar stool,
and consumed several bottles of Miller High Life and a half-dozen shots of
whiskey while loudly proclaiming to any patron who would listen that the
economic outlook was "pretty goddamned awful if you want the God's honest
truth."
"Look,
they don't want anyone except for the Washington, D.C. bigwigs to know how bad
shit really is," said Bernanke, slurring his words as he spoke. "Mounting debt
exacerbated—and not relieved—by unchecked consumption, spiraling interest rates,
and the grim realities of an inevitable worldwide energy crisis are projected to
leave our entire economy in the shitter for, like, a generation, man, I'm
telling you."
"And
hell, as long as we're being honest, I might as well tell you that a truer
estimate of the U.S. unemployment rate is actually up around 16 percent, with a
0.7 percent annual rate of economic growth if we're lucky—if we'relucky,"
continued Bernanke, nearly knocking a full beer over while gesturing with his
hands. "Of course, if everybody knew that, it would likely cripple financial
markets across the entire fucking globe, even in various emerging economies with
self- sustaining growth."
After
launching into an extended 45-minute diatribe about shortsighted moves by "those
bastards in Congress" that could potentially exacerbate the nation's already
deeply troublesome budget imbalance, the Federal Reserve chairman reportedly
bought a round of tequila shots for two customers he had just met who were
seated on either side of him, announcing, "I love these guys."
Numerous
bar patrons slowly nodded in agreement as Bernanke went on to suggest the United
States could pass three or four more stimulus packages and "it wouldn't even
matter."
"You
think that's going to create long-term economic growth, let alone promote job
creation?" Bernanke said. "We're way beyond that, my friend. There are no jobs,
okay? There's nothing. I think that calls for another drink, don't you?"
While
using beer bottles and pretzel sticks in an attempt to explain to the bartender
the importance of infusing $650 billion into the bond market, the inebriated Fed
chairman nearly fell off his stool and had to be held up by the patron sitting
next to him.
Another
bargoer confirmed Bernanke stood about 2 inches from her face and sprayed her
with saliva, claiming inflation was going to "totally screw" consumer confidence
and then asking if he could bum a smoke.
"Sure,
we could hold down long-term interest rates and pursue a program of quantitative
easing, but c'mon, we all know that's not going to make the slightest bit of
difference when it comes to output, demand, or employment," Bernanke said before
being told to "try to keep [his] voice down" by the bartender. "And trust me,
with the value of the U.S. dollar in the toilet, import costs going through the
roof, and numerous world governments unprepared for their own substantial debt
burdens, shit's not looking too good for us abroad, either."
"God,
I'm so wasted," added Bernanke, resting his head on the bar.
Later
in the evening, Richard Kampman, a truck driver who was laid off in 2010, said
Bernanke approached him in the men's restroom and attempted to strike up a
conversation about various factors contributing to the current financial
crisis.
"He
stumbled up to the urinal and started mumbling on about the depressed housing
sector or something," said Kampman, who claimed Bernanke had to use both hands
on the wall to steady himself. "Then after a while he just sort of stopped and I
couldn't tell if he was laughing or crying."
"Then
he puked all over the sink and the mirror," Kampman added.
Customers
at the bar told reporters the "shitfaced" and disruptive Bernanke refused to pay
for his drinks with U.S. currency, claiming it was "worthless." Witnesses also
confirmed that near the end of the evening, Bernanke put money into the jukebox
and selected Dire Straits' "Money For Nothing" to play five times in a
row.
"This
is what it's all about," said Bernanke, who reportedly danced alone in the
middle of the dark tavern. "Fucking love this song."
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