#high finance

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Still, global high finance did have a certain appeal to me. I think if you were to ask me then, I would say that the appeal is “a lot of fucking money.” That would probably also be the case if you were to ask me now. There’s just something about being able to rapidly accumulate enough money to literally drown your old boss in that stirs the soul, and perhaps that made my coworkers at the big i-bank (that’s trader for “investment bank,”) a little overzealous.

They had bought this great big company. One of the young guys screwed up during the due-diligence (that’s trader for “paying attention,”) and thought it was just another rolling vortex of infinite money, a speculator’s paradise, only to realize once the deal was sealed that it actually made things. Like companies from the previous century did. We were never really sure, on the floor, what exactly this giant company made: newspapers, transmissions, insulin. It didn’t matter. They got right to work stripping it for parts, which I have a personal opposition to.

You see, I’m sort of an animist by nature. I think that human-made objects can, under a certain circumstance, develop something akin to a soul. Haven’t you had a junky car that has a kind of personality? Everyone has, even if they’re the Carl Sagan of cold scientific fact. So, too, did this company - and reducing it to individual components meant that each component was just a bunch of shitty offices stuffed with newly-cranky people who didn’t want to change their commutes to work. Everything fell apart, and the investment turned out to be worthless. They just threw all the bits of the company up for auction, and let it go.

Challenge #04133-K115: Lawsuits From Ignorance

A strongly male-dominated deregger group sues the woman who has so much time she could practically buy their entire solar system, and that's even after paying her taxes and giving to charity. The "crime" they claim she's committing? She's a woman who's making more money than they are.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02593-g036-safe-as -- Anon Guest

Engineer Dean read the message for the third time, juggling her latest foster child on her hip. She read it out loud in a singsong voice because the tone was all that mattered when reading with a pre-verbal child in the immediate area.

"I am demanded to appear in the greater fiscal court of the fiduciary empire of Mashandar... that's Greater Deregulation Upper North-Northeast... I've been found guilty in absentia of immoral living and a corrupting lifestyle. I'm a disruptive influence on the mental wellbeing on the youth of their polity. I must, according to them, immediately hand myself into the custody of an appropriate male and let him take over the position of CEO of Buddysuits Inc. If I don't, they'll come and legally claim me for matrimonial reclamation."

She spent a moment looking up the legal standing these dereggers had. Since it was slim to none, Dean relaxed a little and filed a notice with Station Security regarding a threat to her freedoms.