Tuesday, December 16, 2008

By any other name would smell as bad.

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."

Shakespeare would have had much fun with the names of today's tragic heroes that now litter the hollowed canyons of Wall Street.

At Enron, they pulled a Fastow and made a Skilling. Word on the Street is, everyone there was getting Lay-ed.

Yet the party raged on. Capulets slept with Montagues and Montagues with Capulets, late into the night, weaving the fabric of high society. And in the morning, as Wall Street slumbered 'neath its incestuous wool, no one ever imagined that one of their own had Madoff with all the money.


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