Showing posts with label ego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ego. Show all posts

Monday, June 17, 2013

How to Go Crazy Properly

I sat in a room full of very well-behaved financial professionals and analysts wondering why no one was going insane. It was a day like any other and it was a financial conference in Manhattan didn’t suddenly give in to the orgiastic wills of the dozens of assembled people.
Most of us lose our minds at one point or another but almost always too slowly to register to the outside world. We let our own fears and disappointments torture and kill us, carving our minds and souls to shredded pulps.
Given the state of the world, I’m surprised more and more people aren’t dropping out of civilized society by going crazy. Many times I find myself in a situation where people’s acceptance of what’s given to them or the state of their surroundings is maddening and ought to result in a violent outburst of creative violence, but it never happens. And if it did, it would never be contained enough to be justified and righteous.
So even though I sympathize with crazy to the nth degree and feel the temptation to bring that measured and sane violence to our insane world, I can’t stand the people who force their insanity on the world around them.
The people who scream and rave in public, who throw themselves in front of trains or off of buildings, are childish egotists who think they are special enough to force others to notice them and rearrange their lives for them. You have every right to be crazy and are probably right to be insane, but force yourself on others and you’re not better than the rest of the cruel, cruel world, probably worse. That is one reason we have art, music and literature: it’s how we turn the pain of being alive into something worth living for.
You have to embrace your insane rage in the right way. The only worse than letting your insanity kill you is letting it make you an egocentric asshole first. 

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Goldman Showers of Ego


Worse than changing the passwords on your boss’ computer or performing an all upper decker in the executive washroom, former Goldman Sachs derivatives executive Greg Smith became big news when he very publicly quit his job with an op-ed piece in the New York Times.

Titled “Why I am Leaving Goldman Sachs,” the editorial declared that the environment at the firm was “toxic and destructive.” Smith, while admitting he saw nothing illegal, said that the firm is focused more on funneling clients towards business that will earn Goldman fees and not make clients money. He witnessed five managing directors refer to their clients as “muppets.”

To an extent, all specialized workers have an insular culture that views anyone outside of their realm as some kind of inferior rube. This applies to auto mechanics, fire fighters, soldiers, stock brokers and even journalists.

But what every professional is ultimately judged on is how well they do their job. When you’re trapped in a burning car, do you care if the fire fighter there to save you is an insufferable prick who cheats on his wife? Firefighters and police are often contemptuous of the people they serve—cops in New York reportedly refer to hipsters as “marshmallows” because they are “white and soft.” But when my building is on fire, I could care less what names the first responders call me behind my back so long as they do their job and I stay alive.

Likewise, if you have money invested with Goldman Sachs, you are probably OK with their culture being one of contemptuous disregard for “unsophisticated investors” so long as they get you a good return on your money.

High stakes jobs attract egomaniacs, whether it be brain surgeons, fighter pilots or investment bankers. When you can make millions of dollars disappear in a matter of seconds or scramble someone’s mind with a tremor in your hand, a giant ego will help stop the mind from drowning in a miasma of worry and panic. You want people in these positions to be full of confidence. It doesn’t mean they have to act like giant dicks about everything, but don’t be surprised when they do.

Financial people take pride in their professional greed. If they don’t make money for their clients, they don’t stay in business (at least not without enormous government bailouts).

That Goldman Sachs is full of avaricious douchebags is about as surprising as a bar being filled with drunks. Smith may be right about the decline of the moral fiber of the firm over the time he’s been there. But he’s bluffing if he thinks the kind of behavior he witnessed is new for Goldman Sachs.

And the op-ed piece, while it excoriates Goldman Sachs for its lack of humility also reveals how much its author is still steeped in the self-congratulating culture of high finance. He boasts about his accomplishments at the firm, even going back to remind everyone how hard it was just to be an intern there. He mentions how he was one of the few employees selected to be in the firm’s recruitment video, that he was a Rhodes Scholar finalist, getting full scholarships from Stamford to study in South Africa. He even brags about being a bronze medalist in the Maccabiah Games, a.k.a. the “Jewish Olympics” (which sounds like something that should be on the Howard Stern show beside Black Jeopardy or Homeless Howiewood Squares). It has the effect of taking one aback at the whole scenario: If this braggart is offended by what he’s seen at Goldman Sachs, how bad must it be over there?

The one actionable bit of information in the Smith piece, that large investment banking face appalling conflicts of interests in both selling and buying securities, would be big news if he had published his piece in 2006. Smith was in the middle of his tenure at the firm then, and went another six years making lots and lots of money before his conscience forced him to resign in the most self-serving and flamboyant way possible.

Goldman Sachs has a prestige to it that other major investment banks don’t have. They have been able to still make money even during times when everyone else was going broke around them. Would an employee’s sour grapes earn prime space in the New York Times’ opinion pages if the firm were any other than Goldman Sachs?

But we need to ask: What is the goal behind Smith’s speaking out against the firm that treated him so well? Did he attempt to tell its senior management about these problems before making his very public rebuke? Why is he doing this now and not years ago? Goldman Sachs’ culture disgusted Greg Smith enough to write a scathing public critique, did it offend him enough to give back any of the money he earned managing assets for the much-maligned “muppets?”