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Just the other day I was at my local cafe and couldn't help overhearing a conversation between a small group of hedge fund managers at a neighboring table. One of the young Turks was addressing his fellows, Everyone sees us as the enemy. It's not as if we make the laws, and we didn't break them either. We took risks and we're paid high returns. There's no crime in that. It's not like anyone sheds tears for us when we lose. In life there are always going to be winners and losers. So here's to finding a chair when the music stops, to which they all raised their lattes and toasted.
Bravo to the players! Are these the winners in the big game? Are these the masters of the universe who create the scams, draw in the suckers, and then take them for all they are worth?
As one looks around the table, they are all uniformly well tailored, well coifed, and self satisfied. Each is unashamedly out for number one, but collectively they seem to form a kind of tribe.philosophypersonal developmentprofessional developmenthidden gamejohn berling hardy
