We Need To Have A Talk On

Normally Seven Minutes Of Another Person's Company Was Enough To Give Her A Headache So She Set Things Up To Live As A Recluse. She Was Perfectly Content As Long As People Left Her In Peace. Unfortunately Society Was Not Very Smart Or Understanding.

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The Stock Exchange Is Something Very Different. There Is No Economy And No Production Of Goods And Services. There Are Only Fantasies In Which People From One Hour To The Next Decide That This Or That Company Is Worth So Many Billions, More Or Less. It Doesn't Have A Thing To Do With Reality Or With The Swedish Economy.

The Whole Organization Seemed To Be In Free Fall, Indulging In A Collective Fantasy In Which Experienced Colleagues Refused To Admit That Their Every Movement, Every Decision That Was Made And Implemented, Only Led Them One Step Closer To The Abyss.

[her] Greatest Fear, Which Was So Huge And So Black That It Was Of Phobic Proportions, Was That People Would Laugh At Her Feelings.