In Keeping with Tradition, Let’s Only Write About the Bad News
I walked down Wall Street after today's market close and overheard an angry, sweaty stockbroker yelling into his cellphone. He was having a bad day, and the New York humidity must have been killing him in that tailored Armani suit. Judging by Jim Cramer's manic meltdown on television recently, Armageddon seems to be right around…