The Thirty-Year Stock Market Hangover

September 1987 was an inauspicious moment to begin a career in the financial markets, but that was the first time I found myself in the centre of the dealing operations of one of the world’s largest commodity operators. I had recently emerged blinking from an ivory tower and found this new environment fascinating, exhilarating, totally incomprehensible.  After scarcely four weeks on the job global stock markets crashed. Continue reading

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