The Scarlet TraderThey seek him here, they seek him there, but He, mercurial in his hurtling skivvies....stridinghigh there, how he rung upon the rein of a volatile wingin his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,as a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and glide in naked shorts, sellingshares he hasn't borrowed, or doesn't intend to borrow, or even phantom shares that don't exist, but hey!who cares! It's ALMOST technically legal, the chutzpah of the thing, the arrogance, the selfish power!in this eery aerie, frenetic stratosphereshadow world of postponed promises, borrowed time, obscuredpaperwork, nail-biting price-watching, high-tension days swirling around the decline of a company,in shortsit's always time for a naked swoop-- the achieve of; the mastery of the thing! brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, seekinghere a million, there a million, a million on the air, a million million million everywhere!
I love it, Tom!
They'll always be too slow to catch up with The Scarlet Trader, what with all those devilish costume changes.Naked short selling -- in tight pants!
Sometime during the late '60's, Abbie Hoffman and some of his cohorts went to the visitors' gallery at the NY Stock Exchange, and they emptied a paper bag full of money onto the stock exchange floor.It was a kind of guerrilla conceptual art thing, about the value of and obsession with money.Not sure if much of the concept penetrated the minds of the stock traders. I always thought it would have been more interesting to first tear the dollar bills in half, and drop the halves of paper money onto the trading floor.That way, if any of the people wanted to have two halves of the same piece of money (to be able to actually spend it), they would have had to set aside their usual aggressive competitive selves, and start talking to each other and cooperating and working together. (Either that or in trying to grab the right half of a piece of money their competitiveness would have gone right off the deep end...)
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