Can't Buy Me Love

The Beatles had it exactly right.

"Money, can't buy me love"

What is the big outrage with the Wallstreeters? What's the big deal? It's just human nature.

Who among us wouldn't take a freebie when it's offered?

So what if Mr. Thain redecorated his office and bought an expensive waste basket?

He's entitled!

No?

But isn't that the American way? Work hard and reap the bennies. That's what we're taught.
So he decided to have a spiffy office. So what? He earned it...

And forget about accountability. The government is in place to reward those who created it. You can't be in it if you can't pay and if you pay you get the little gift basket with the shampoo and the MP3 player and the chocolates and the hundred dollar bills. Blagojevich's sin wasn't trying to sell Obama's senate seat. It was having that God-awful hair cut. Welcome to the 21st century Roddie m'boy. The early sixties preppy look is so...well...early sixties...

Who's kidding who? (...whom? I am never sure of that one...Mr Safire please...)

Thain and Paulsen and Geithner and Madoff. They're all cut from the same cloth.

High rolling mega-players with influence and the ears (and the wallets) of those who make the decisions.

No bonuses for Average Joe (don't get me started about Joe the MFGD plumber...) No corporate jets. No fancy cars or Swiss bank accounts.

All Joey gets is foreclosure and unemployment.

I don't feel sorry for these SOBs one little bit. The fact that they have taken and taken and taken from the public and the private trough for ever and now they're out of work...poor Lehman after over a hundred years. Poor B of A. Poor AIG... Poorhouse (or houses dependent upon your level of wealth, Mr. and Mrs. McCain...Mr. and Mrs. Keating savings and loan debacle)

You can all go to.....

Well, on a lighter note:

Losing a fortune on Wall Street is a good life lesson. It's one of those moments that makes you sit up and take stock. It is a period of your life where you are compelled to examine your inner motivations and make new resolutions as to how you want to live.

And take comfort in knowing that at least you will not starve.

You'll have your wine cellar to quench your thirst and your pantry of foie gras and Beluga to sate your hunger.

SOBs...