Wall Street reminds me of a maggot-infested garbage pail. Now, some want to poke around inside every now and then and see if they can separate the good maggots from the bad maggots, in hopes of fining one or two.
I say douse the whole filthy mess with gasoline and throw in a match. POOF! No more maggots. Our country and our people are saved.
When the maggots do return, hopefully they will be good maggots handsomely rewarded to operate our financial systems honorably. Most importantly, when they spot a bad maggot in their midst, they will scream bloody murder to get rid of him. This has never happened in the long history of Wall Street.