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Jamie Dimon is the most enormous asshole in the world

New York Magazine:

“[DIMON: ] Everyone is talking about the culture, the culture, and all that, and it’s just not true. Most bankers are decent, honorable people. We’re wrapped up in all this crap right now. We made a mistake. We’re sorry.* It doesn’t detract from all the good things we’ve done. I** am not responsible for the financial crisis. I hate to tell you. We were a port of safety in the storm. I find it unbelievable that that is the general theme—that you have to walk in a room and act like you are responsible for things you are not responsible for."

Of course you're responsible, asshole. Do the words "Chief Executive Officer" mean anything to you?

Heck, do the words "ruling class" mean anything? How is it that the people who own Congress and orchestrated the largest upward transfer of wealth in world history aren't responsible for anything?

NOTE * "Mistakes were made" is the classic non-apology apology.

NOTE * Notice strategic and responsibility-deflecting shift from "we" to "I." Of course Dimon, ginormous though his ego is, couldn't have caused the crisis. They ("we") all did.

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Submitted by lambert on

I don't want to become like them....

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Submitted by jumpjet on

under the scorn of hundreds of millions of people. This part

He’s staring into the middle distance as he says all of this, as if addressing an invisible, unpersuadable audience. But when I ask if this episode has made him regret being such an outspoken defender of the banking industry, he looks at me point blank. “I’m an outspoken defender of the truth,” he corrects me. “Everyone is afraid of retaliation and retribution. We recently had an event with a hundred small bankers here, and 85 percent of them said they can’t challenge the regulation because of the potential retribution. That’s a terrible thing. Okay? This is not the Soviet Union. This is the United States of America. That’s what I remember. Guess what,” he says, almost shouting now. “It’s a free. Fucking. Country.

Reads like he's having a meltdown. The imagery of him shouting at the top of his lungs is delightful.