Horst-Maxine-Windust

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On Sat, Feb 22, 2014 at 8:53 AM, alice malice <alicewmalice at gmail.com>wrote:

> Horst does not adopt the new technologies that have all but buggy-whipped
> the traders in Chicago and in NYC by the time he moves to NYC.  He takes a
> sublet in the tower not because he has finally given in to computer trading
> but because he wants to keep at his old craft trade as long as possible. He
> is, as he says, a dinosaur. As he says, the computer trading has taken over
> and he can do his job anywhere now, but he wants to trade the old way.
> Though the trading pits in the building of Lower Manhattan are on the lover
> floors, Horst takes a sublet at the top. These floors have been relegated
> to the old world traders, guys and gals who trade bonds and act as dealers
> for UST Securities, so Cantor Fitzgerald the Firm hardest hit on September
> the 11th. The novel clearly sides with Horst and his craft. His magic, his
> luck and fortune, not unlike the author's own, is set against, not
> entangled in the computer traded world that allies itself with the
> neo-liberalism of Windust.
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