Jun 6, 2023 ➥ Great wealth transfer has begun

Biden canceled the Keystone pipeline, froze oil drilling permits and canceled coal. [logo]( Sometimes, colleagues of BABSM share special offers with us that we think our readers should be made aware of. Below is one such special opportunity that we believe deserves your attention. One of the Most Dangerous Moments in Market History The top 1% now control more wealth than any time in U.S. history. But they're going to take FAR MORE in the next decade unless [Americans act now.]( --------------------------------------------------------------- Dear reader, I hope this warning finds you before it's too late. You see, [we're entering what could be one of the most dangerous moments in market history.]( In the past three decades, the ultra-wealthy have managed to pull off one of the greatest transfers of wealth in history [using an incredible rare market event.]( It's how they've leached wealth away from all classes below them... and a big part of why they now control 30% of the country's wealth—the highest amount in history. But, according to Federal Reserve data, I'm sorry to report that's just the start of what's to come. It is estimated that 50% of all wealth will be controlled by the top 1% by the end of this decade. [And the biggest catalyst is one rare market event that the ultra-wealthy have taken advantage of for years.]( That's according to my friend and colleague... a former Goldman Sachs VP who left behind the big paychecks and bonuses because he saw the pattern he's revealing today. He says the true shock is HOW the richest Americans have managed to draw wealth from all the classes below them. And, for the first time ever, he's blowing the whistle on a deceitful Wall Street practice that gives them an edge... and amplifies their power to accumulate greater wealth faster. He reveals [what YOU need to do with your money right now...]( before you get left behind once again. I urge you not to miss [his warning](. As you'll see, time is running out. Best regards, Brett Aitken Publisher, Stansberry Research It was on the ninth of November, the eve of his own thirty-eighth birthday, as he often remembered afterwards. He was walking home about eleven o’clock from Lord Henry’s, where he had been dining, and was wrapped in heavy furs, as the night was cold and foggy. At the corner of Grosvenor Square and South Audley Street, a man passed him in the mist, walking very fast and with the collar of his grey ulster turned up. He had a bag in his hand. Dorian recognized him. It was Basil Hallward. A strange sense of fear, for which he could not account, came over him. He made no sign of recognition and went on quickly in the direction of his own house. But Hallward had seen him. Dorian heard him first stopping on the pavement and then hurrying after him. In a few moments, his hand was on his arm. “Dorian! What an extraordinary piece of luck! I have been waiting for you in your library ever since nine o’clock. Finally I took pity on your tired servant and told him to go to bed, as he let me out. I am off to Paris by the midnight train, and I particularly wanted to see you before I left. I thought it was you, or rather your fur coat, as you passed me. But I wasn’t quite sure. Didn’t you recognize me?” “In this fog, my dear Basil? Why, I can’t even recognize Grosvenor Square. I believe my house is somewhere about here, but I don’t feel at all certain about it. I am sorry you are going away, as I have not seen you for ages. But I suppose you will be back soon?” “No: I am going to be out of England for six months. I intend to take a studio in Paris and shut myself up till I have finished a great picture I have in my head. However, it wasn’t about myself I wanted to talk. Here we are at your door. Let me come in for a moment. I have something to say to you.” “I shall be charmed. But won’t you miss your train?” said Dorian Gray languidly as he passed up the steps and opened the door with his latch-key. The lamplight struggled out through the fog, and Hallward looked at his watch. “I have heaps of time,” he answered. “The train doesn’t go till twelve-fifteen, and it is only just eleven. In fact, I was on my way to the club to look for you, when I met you. You see, I shan’t have any delay about luggage, as I have sent on my heavy things. All I have with me is in this bag, and I can easily get to Victoria in twenty minutes.” Dorian looked at him and smiled. “What a way for a fashionable painter to travel! A Gladstone bag and an ulster! Come in, or the fog will get into the house. And mind you don’t talk about anything serious. Nothing is serious nowadays. At least nothing should be.” Hallward shook his head, as he entered, and followed Dorian into the library. There was a bright wood fire blazing in the large open hearth. The lamps were lit, and an open Dutch silver spirit-case stood, with some siphons of soda-water and large cut-glass tumblers, on a little marqueterie table. “You see your servant made me quite at home, Dorian. He gave me everything I wanted, including your best gold-tipped cigarettes. He is a most hospitable creature. I like him much better than the Frenchman you used to have. What has become of the Frenchman, by the bye?” Dorian shrugged his shoulders. “I believe he married Lady Radley’s maid, and has established her in Paris as an English dressmaker. Anglomanie is very fashionable over there now, I hear. It seems silly of the French, doesn’t it? But—do you know?—he was not at all a bad servant. I never liked him, but I had nothing to complain about. One often imagines things that are quite absurd. He was really very devoted to me and seemed quite sorry when he went away. Have another brandy-and-soda? Or would you like hock-and-seltzer? I always take hock-and-seltzer myself. There is sure to be some in the next room.” “Thanks, I won’t have anything more,” said the painter, taking his cap and coat off and throwing them on the bag that he had placed in the corner. “And now, my dear fellow, I want to speak to you seriously. Don’t frown like that. You make it so much more difficult for me.” “What is it all about?” cried Dorian in his petulant way, flinging himself down on the sofa. “I hope it is not about myself. I am tired of myself to-night. I should like to be somebody else.” “It is about yourself,” answered Hallward in his grave deep voice, “and I must say it to you. I shall only keep you half an hour.” Dorian sighed and lit a cigarette. “Half an hour!” he murmured. “It is not much to ask of you, Dorian, and it is entirely for your own sake that I am speaking. I think it right that you should know that the most dreadful things are being said against you in London.” “I don’t wish to know anything about them. I love scandals about other people, but scandals about myself don’t interest me. They have not got the charm of novelty.” slogan Email sent by Finance and Investing Traffic, LLC, owner and operator of Bull & Bear Stock Market This ad is sent on behalf of Stansberry Research, 1125 N Charles St, Baltimore, MD 21201. If you would like to optout from receiving offers from Stansberry Research please [click here](. This offer is brought to you by Bull & Bear Stock Market. 221 W 9th St # Wilmington, DE 19801. If you would like to unsubscribe from receiving offers brought to you by Bull & Bear Stock Market [click here](. 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