You know, Twank, i find it kind of invigorating that a banker is willing to run across the street from the halls of the purseholders, and rip out his guts in the true Henry Miller tradition, screaming that the Emperor has not clothes on his naked, ugly body.  Actually, being angry is mild.  Me reaching for my government issue flamethrower is more appropriate, if i wasn't such a Gandhian quantum mechanic.

But then i always had a soft spot for the truth, and a warm heart for those who spray paint private property if necessary.

"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin

Okay, put forward a plan of action.

We have met the enemy, and he is us — Pogo