The eye of the storm has come and gone. Bernanke has battled many a financial hurricane since his time as Fed Chair. No one has more field experience. He is battle tested.
Today, the winds are in his face as he steers his ship, "Pomo". The thunder of Muni Madness is heard overhead, as the waves of failing fiat splash across the bow. Bernanke has no mercy for the sea he was thrown into. He thinks of it as not a theory to master, but a way of life. He fails to see, their is no sea, and he stands on a chair in his living room wearing a bathrobe while Timmah Geithner splashes water of his face.