Now to most this would seem like a cut and dry case of conflict of interests, yet Goldman Sachs CEO Lloyd Blankfein stands by his firms' back betting against their own products, calling it "a way to protect their investments" and dubbed the transactions as"complicated". He then punched a pregnant woman in the stomach, drowned a kitten, and head butted his own grandmother saying that his action might seem sinister, but in reality a complicated way of "merely popping his knuckles, washing fur off is hands, and greeting his grandmother like he always has and always will."
Goldman Sachs' recent allegations adds to a growing number of financial institutions that have either misled, misrepresented, or plain robbed you mother fuckers and poor stupid suckers blind. With the trend of white collar piracy and government bailouts on the rise, the question begins to beg, whose the sucka? In the following article I ask a rising star of white collar criminals the questions most media outlets fail to ask, and get an in depth look into the criminal psyche that is sweeping Wall Street, Nation and World.
Interview: Lloyd Blankfein, CEO Goldman Sachs.
Me: So Lloyd, if I may call you Lloyd, who's the sucka?
Lloyd: Ha, ha. The sucka is the sucka; you feel me? It's the people in this Nation and world who work an honest living and give the banks their hard earned savings to gamble with.
Me: So I'm the sucka?
Lloyd: Well it's not just you, but I can't exclude you either. You might add a penny to the hundred dollar slots I play on, but if you happened to withdrawal your penny from the system, it won't keep me from pulling that lever, you dig? Even when I run out of my hundred dollar chips, I get to waltz up to the cashier and tell that bitch to give me more.
Me: So what exactly separates you from the suckas? I assume you must keep your money out of the system, otherwise you're playing into the same game as the rest of us?
Lloyd: I got some dollars an cents wrapped up into it, but my dollars and cents weren't mine to begin with. It takes some money to open up a casino, but it's the people's money that keeps it running rich. The best part is, we used the people's money to start up our particular casino, and then charged you ungodly interest rates to even bet in it. We don't even need flashy lights and Friday night fights to keep you in the game. All we do is give you the glamorized notion of high returns for your small business plans, or stock market strategy and even if we make good with the bets you win, the house ALWAYS wins baby, always. I'm not rollin in Leers, and making more money on the daily than you do in years for nothing. In this world you're either the master or the slave. So let me ask you this, how's that whip feel sucka?
Me: It feels a little like the worst economy we've suffered through in decades. People are suffering, not only in this nation, but around the world. You seem rather happy about the circumstances at the moment. Maybe it's just your platinum fillings in your teeth, or you just have a rather shiny smile when I mention mass suffering. May I assume you're proud of the work you do, and its repercussions?
Lloyd: Suffering is big business...Business is good. Don't fool yourself into thinking that when the masses suffer, powerful men don't profit. I just happen to be a rather lucky Nobel man in the Monarchy of Wall Street. I do my part, and play my role. I keep the kings happy, they let me collect my dues.
Me: What do your dues include? Who pays for them?
Lloyd: You do my man, you do. It's your money we lost through high risk loans, high risk assets, and high risk stocks and bonds. Subprime just meant sucka-prime. Guess who paid to keep the system running when we ran it into the ground? That's right sucka, you did. Ha ha. Uncle Sam wrote us one hell of a check for being incompetent. But don't be fooled into thinking the bankers ever really suffered. The little guys might have fallen, but the big fish are rarely eaten. The little fish might get consumed, but that just gives the sharks more energy and the strength to feed some more. We don't make it, we loan it and inflate it. Bear or bull our bellies are full. So tell me now, who's the sucka?
Me: The only thing worse than your arrogant rhymes might be the blinding light reflecting off your bald ass head. One last question. What do you see happening in the next fifty years if you and the rest of the "sharks" continue to thrive in our economic system? Will we return to a stable world economy, or will the sharks be the only ones able to feed?
Lloyd: The sharks are smart brotha, they know that can't deplete the food chain completely. That doesn't mean they won't eat their unfair share, but they'll keep the fish fed well enough to survive and die when they see fit. All you have to do is become a big enough shark to be feared by not only fish, but the other sharks and when that chain of command is established, order will return. I just hope I'm a big enough shark when that time comes, because when it does, I don't want to be a guppie living in the feed tank.
Me: I guess that's the day when the guppies need to gang up on the sharks and take their ocean back?
Lloyd: If the guppies ever figure out that they can, it might happen. Until that day I'm happy as a shark.
