Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Life goes on in the financial district. On my lunch hour today, people-watching on Wall St., I see a rotund, well-dressed and presumably well-to-do man stop to pick up a coin off the sidewalk. He crouches, fumbles with it, can't quite get a grip on it—that can be tricky, especially when the coin is small (I think it was a dime)—but he gets it after a few moments. As he stands, he turns and makes eye contact with me, then slinks away. Immediately, a second man, this one rather haggard and obviously not-so-well-to-do, walks past and says to me with a grin, "That's how he got rich."