who exactly was screwing whom

The only time we quants shone was when some particularly hairy deal came up, and a befuddled trader dropped off a thick bond indenture document, pleading for help. Peering into these deals was like looking at the zoomed-in penetration shot in a cheesy porn video: you could barely tell which end was up, which part was which, or, more important, who exactly was screwing whom.

- Chaos Monkeys by Antonio Garcia Martinez

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The quant aspect, involving detailed matters of future risk and optionality, almost didn’t matter in the end. One lacrosse-playing Penn graduate would agree on price via phone with another lacrosse-playing Cornell grad, and life would resume its speedy course to another deal.

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