We are Wall St.

Not that this applies to most on ET, but amusing anyway. I did not write this.

“We are Wall Street. It’s our job to make money. Whether it’s a commodity,
stock, bond, or some hypothetical piece of fake paper, it doesn’t matter. We
would trade baseball cards if it were profitable. I didn’t hear America
complaining when the market was roaring to 14,000 and everyone’s
401k doubled every 3 years. Just like gambling, its not a problem until
you lose. I’ve never heard of anyone going to Gamblers Anonymous
because they won too much in Vegas.

Well now the market crapped out, & even though it has come back somewhat,
the government and the average Joes are still looking for a scapegoat. God
knows there has to be one for everything. Well, here we are.

Go ahead and continue to take us down, but you’re only going to hurt
yourselves. What’s going to happen when we can’t find jobs on the Street
anymore? Guess what: We’re going to take yours. We get up at 5am & work till
10pm or later. We’re used to not getting up to pee when we have a position.
We don’t take an hour or more for a lunch break. We don’t demand a union. We
don’t retire at 50 with a pension. We eat what we kill, and when the only
thing left to eat is on your dinner plates, we’ll eat that.

For years teachers and other unionized labor have had us fooled. We were
too busy working to notice. Do you really think that we are incapable of
teaching 3rd graders and doing landscaping? We’re going to take your cushy
jobs with tenure and 4 months off a year and whine just like you that we are
so-o-o-o underpaid for building the youth of America. Say goodbye to your
overtime and double time and a half. I’ll be hitting grounders to the high
school baseball team for $5k extra a summer, thank you very much.

So now that we’re going to be making $85k a year without upside, Joe
Mainstreet is going to have his revenge, right? Wrong! Guess what: we’re
going to stop buying the new 80k car, we aren’t going to leave the 35
percent tip at our business dinners anymore. No more free rides on our
backs. We’re going to landscape our own back yards, wash our cars with a
garden hose in our driveways. Our money was your money. You spent it. When
our money dries up, so does yours.

The difference is, you lived off of it, we rejoiced in it. The Obama
administration and the Democratic National Committee might get their way and
knock us off the top of the pyramid, but it’s really going to hurt like hell
for them when our fat a**es land directly on the middle class of America and
knock them to the bottom.

We aren’t dinosaurs. We are smarter and more vicious than that, and we are
going to survive. The question is, now that Obama & his administration are
making Joe Mainstreet our food supply…will he? and will they?”
 
Un-huh. We all know wall st guys think they are so smart but really what they are doing is shooting fish in a bucket. The people are right to be suspicious of the remunerative and secretive lines of business the financial industry "engineers".
 
Gees the guy has a point.

Those guys on WS work hard, play hard. They just might do what the author says they will do.
 
I don't think this master of the universe would last more than a day in a classroom, cubicle or construction site. Especially once he finds out what his mad trading skills are worth in the real world.

I know I wouldn't. :D

Not getting up to pee isn't exactly a skill employers are looking out for - no matter how good he is at it. But I don't think that should stop him from putting it on his resume.
 
Quote from GrandSupercycle:

+1

We’re used to not getting up to pee when we have a position.


Heh, I am legend in ex-wife's family for having a huge bladder.
 
Their heroes. First position takers, lead from the front. God Bless America, President Obama, and our fearless ones on Wall St who defend our economic interest around the world. Taking positions that othes are to tame to touch. Yes sometimes they take it upon the chin, but quickly they put dora the explorer bandaids upon their wounds. So onwards Dora and Diego, go bravely into that good night.
 
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