That's the one good thing about all this: our enemy is stupid as fuck.

I love The Big Short for a lot of reasons, but I usually think back to the pool scene at Caesar's. Protagonist's cousin works for the SEC, and he goes to her to see if there's any trouble brewing re the banks' malfeasance. He finds her being wooed by those same banks.

"Isn't there some law against this?" he asks out of frustration.

"What?" Moment of understanding "No. No! Do not ruin this for me." She says as she runs off to meet with the cute banker guy by the pool.

Journalism is another branch of the same poisoned tree.

That's the one good thing about all this: our enemy is stupid as fuck.

I love The Big Short for a lot of reasons, but I usually think back to the pool scene at Caesar's. Protagonist's cousin works for the SEC, and he goes to her to see if there's any trouble brewing re the banks' malfeasance. He finds her being wooed by those same banks.

"Isn't there some law against this?" he asks out of frustration?

"What?" Moment of understanding "No. No! Do not ruin this for me." She says as she runs off to meet with the cute banker guy by the pool.

Journalism is another branch of the same poisoned tree.