Geithner

Or How Obama Can Handle Bunk Banks And Turgid Traders

The screaming on Wall Street is audible on Main Street. But in the Beltway it is business as usual. Not that Tiny Tim Gerthner and his boss Ebenezer Obama are not trying. But a political establishment as entrenched and deviant as the one in Washington D.C. Is slow to change. Forty days in that ideologically driven desert, where no new ideas dare bloom, would cause most Messiah's to despair.

 Or How Federal Reserve Bankers End Their Glory Days --

This is the scene after the calamity. The Roaches are still around, aren't they cute in their little coats with tails? Some tiny mammals will probably live on, Oh! There's a shrew and her whole brood of investment bankers. A few big fish and; oh yes there are a couple of former chairmen of the Fed in that listing old yacht and a few of their crony's.

Or Why a Squeaky Voiced Guy Is Needed to End Peculation on Wall Street

Rocked in the artificial wombs above the fiftieth floor on the streets of legend and luxury; Born into the loving arms of nannies dedicated to teaching gentleness and honor and valor and the sacred, secret knowings of the Right; Armed with the mighty sword of respect for things as they are, not as they should be; Clad in the Armani and presented with a cherry on top; Tim Gerthner strode out into the light of a new day.  -- The Great American Novel by Henri Reynard