Bankster of the Day
Meanwhile, around the corner, Larry Meyers and Gerard Novello, who work for an Italian securities firm, ducked into a Mexican cantina for a drink. It was Mr. Meyers’s 43rd birthday, and he ordered the tequila.
“On Main Street, ‘bonus’ sounds like a gift,” he said. “But it’s part of the compensation structure of Wall Street. Say I’m a banker and I created $30 million. I should get a part of that.”
Er, no. Clue stick, Larry:
You didn't "create" a fucking thing. People who have real jobs, people who make stuff -- whether it's cars, or steel, or computer code, or pizzas, or or even blogs -- they are the ones who create. You just pushed some pieces of paper around and took a cut. You're just a parasite, and about as creative as a mosquito.*
NOTE * To be fair, mosquitos do create disease by injecting micro-organisms into the bloodstream of their hosts.
NOTE The title is, of course, a take-off on a long running series by Lord Eschaton.