Tom Wolfe – chronicler par excellence of Eighties Wall Street excess, has written a piece in Monday’s revamped Evening Standard. In fact, he’s penned a “world exclusive”.
Alas, the piece isn’t digitised yet, but of course, there are 650,000 or so free copies floating around London today. Here’s a snippet of some velvet prose:
How many ordinary people have ever done anything remotely like betting $7.4bn – bango! – just so! – that the price of energy will rise sharply 14 months from a certain date? How many of them ever had the animal spirits to go for it on the say-so of a young, never-been-wrong-yet meteorology swami from MIT? … How many ordinary people have woken up in the middle of the night, eyes popped open and – swock! – like a pair of umbrellas, stark raving terrified by the possibility that they have just blown $7.4bn on a weather forecast?
“Devastatingly funny” wearily predictable, but if you have an afternoon to kill…