The New York Times has a a feature called, "Metropolitan Diary."
Well, this account explains a lot about Wall Street, particularly why they rush about like lemmings in full rut over a cliff on a regular basis* following each other over the latest cliff financial cliff:
Dear Diary:
I was taking a walk in the Wall Street area a few years ago when I decided to pop into a deli.
I ordered a sandwich and began chatting with the proprietor as he made it. Our conversation eventually turned to the shop’s location.
I asked whether being in the Financial District ever caused him to play the stock market or led to his getting valuable tips from informed customers.
He paused his sandwich-making, put down his knife and looked at me with a perplexed expression.“Every day, those brokers come in here,” he said. “They get their bagels, sandwiches, doughnuts, coffee, cigarettes … ”
He paused again and pointed toward the door of his shop.
“ … and every day, they’re out there on the sidewalk, pushing and shoving on a door that is clearly marked ‘pull.’”
— Steven Scharff
It seems to me that the self proclaimed masters of the universe are profoundly overrated..
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