Monday, September 22, 2008

If it's only over the moment the Fat Lady sings, (and, how often is the 'it', a stand-in for full-blown crisis), then does it hold water that it's not really started -in earnest that is - until someone makes a light bulb joke out if it. You see, I've not heard - yet - a "how many investment bankers does it take to change a light bulb" wisecrack, and I work in the City.

Hank, Alistair, maybe it's not as bad as you think. Trust Archimedes here: no light bulb joke turning point reached...well, yet, anyway.

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