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I just finished Why I Left Goldman Sachs and this was my favorite part, from page 104.
We were all walking out of the Ultra-Lounge, past the blackjack tables, where the action was hot and loud. I watched with awe as a high roller in a bolo tie put down a pile of $500 chips on a single hand. "I wonder what it'd be like to bet that kind of money on one hand," I said casually. Bill-Jo looked at me with the intent focus of someone trying hard to marshal his faculties. He was two or three drinks ahead of me. "Come with me," he said. "I'll show you what it's like." We walked up to a table that had a vacant chair; he took a $500 chip out of his pocket, put it on the table, and the dealer dealt him in. Bill-Jo showed me his down card: a Jack of diamonds. The dealer dealt him a four of spades. "Hit me," Bill-Jo said. He drew a seven of clubs. The dealer pushed back Bill-Jo's $500 chip with another one sitting on top. Bill-Jo took both chips and put them into my hand. "That's what it's like," he said. "Enjoy the weekend."
Going to a dinner party is always interesting. When we arrived, we were warmly ushered in, our coats were whisked away, and beverages made their way into our hands. The air was warm and smelled deliciously autumnal—whatever we were going to eat was still in the oven so I was going to have to wait and see. The other guests introduced themselves like old pros, and we lost no time in digging into the artfully arranged hors d’oeuvres. To my surprise and delight, we pretty much skipped the “Where are you from?” and “What do you do?” questions and dove into deeper, political conversations. My kind of conversation, and after all, it is election season. Politics is a blood sport at this level.
Harper and Pierre Trudeau's kid, and Canadian Law Bill C-51 Surveillance State Law are on everyone's lips. "Prime Minister Harper is nothing more than a pizza delivery boy for the Anglo/American empire", said this good-looking woman named Deborah, a remark dropped casually as she smiled and sipped her wine. " and she went on: " Bill C-51 is smiley- faced fascism with a taste of maple syrup dipped totalitarianism hiding behind the veil of Terrorism and National Security--in other words, the Wizard of Oz hiding behind the curtain; a fat old man pulling the levers." Her intelligence and candor could be a liability.
My friend, Michael, an International Law Professor, chimes in, "Well, actually Deborah is right on the money regarding Bill C-51. A golfing buddy, you know Jerry, one of the Senior Partners at Blake, Gold & Warburg. Well, Jerry had asked me if I could do a bullet point list on Bill C-51 for him." The International Law Professor pops out a crumpled piece of paper with the bullet point list from inside his jacket pocket.