Oh Enron, My ----ing Enron

Okay my brother told me I should tone this down (and if HE tells me I need to tone something down, I know it must be over the top), so I'm editing this post to NOT include language a la the attached article.? So I will just express my complete disgust instead. I used to work (however tangentially) in the financial industry, and I certainly saw the occasional rat bastards like this Enron crew that got their rocks off on knowing that they were pumping up their personal portfolios by royally screwing the nest eggs of simple trusting folk throughout the country, but this is just as loathesome as it gets. Lest anyone forget - apparently everyone did only seconds after the first news of the Enron meltdown came out three years ago - Enron is married to the current Presidential administration closer than just about any corporation out there, with the possible exception of Halliburton and possibly Bechtel, and a lot of ex-Enron staff members worked, or in some cases still work, in this administration. I think, I've always thought, that the spirit at work here pretty closely mirrors the spirit I've always felt at work in Bush's presidency. Which is the subject for an upcoming essay. But in the meantime, read these transcripts in all of their shining glory, and remember that Kenny Boy Lay, Junior's (that's President Bush to you and I) good buddy, after overseeing the biggest corporate fiscal scandal ever witnessed, is still floating out there free as the breeze, while Martha Stewart - for the budget price of only 41k or thereabouts - is trying to figure out which cookbooks to bring with her for her time down the river at Club Fed...