Ben Bernanke is like a doctor in a hospice who finds it necessary to appear before the patients from time to time to lugubriously remind them that there’s nothing he can do to help them, they’re all going to die, but in the meantime he’ll do everything possible to make them comfortable by printing 85 billion dollars of new currency every month.
That’s a pretty good analogy, but not quite accurate. More like the Heroin dealer who keeps supplying a junkie while simulanteously reminding him that Heroin isn’t good for him.