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The world was in terrible shape, and I’m glad we stood up and said what we believed; but a lot of the time we’d say these beautiful things about justice and fairness and equality, but we weren’t so nice to each other. We’d be jealous and we’d gossip, and we’d be moody and difficult and rude and inconsiderate. Why do I say ‘we’? I mean I would be all that– and if at the time I ever came near to knowing what I’d become, I’d dodge, I’d duck, I’d go on the offensive: the terrible Wall Street bankers. Lots of them were terrible– and so were lots of us.
