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Crash
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"Everything that happens is created by you."
Confidence is everything in the world of high finance. Confidence in yourself, confidence in the market. Lose that and you lose everything.
Crash is the story of an enigmatic trader attempting to rebuild his life following a tragic event. As he takes the first tentative steps back into the brutal landscape of trading stocks, he feels the pressure begin to build.
In the continuing wake of the financial crisis, Scottish writer Andy Duffy creates a rare and poetic insight into the psychology of a banker's world.
Directed by award-winning Traverse Associate Artist Emma Callander.
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There was a crash
The details are a bit hazy
I donât remember much
No, actually, thatâs not true
I donât remember anything, not really
But you can trick yourself
Tell yourself some story
Your mind does the rest
Embellishing, filling in the blanks
Soon you canât tell your story from the truth
So it becomes the truth
I know some facts about it, the day it happened
August twenty-third, two thousand and seven
It had been raining all day so the roads must have been wet
It was around eleven when we set off
Weâre at a party, but we have to leave
Allison isâŚbeing inappropriate, making a fool of herself
Thereâs a scene
I lose my temper, and I shout at her in front of everyone
I know I shouldnât get angry, itâs not her fault
âŚit is her fault
Make some excuse, we leave
Bundle her into the car
When I lean across her to clip her seatbelt in, she kind of falls forward
I ask her if sheâs going to be sick
And she says yes
But in the event sheâs okay
I donât think we speak again after that
I start the engine, put the radio on low, and the heating up high
Just hoping sheâll fall asleep
As we head off, her head slumps into her chest
And I know I can relax, and enjoy the drive home
ââ
Itâs a couple of weeksâŚ
(Pause.)
Itâs a couple of months before Iâm back at work
John says I can ease myself into things
Take it easy for a bit
Not to push it
The markets have been quite volatile
Weâre down two per cent on the month, which weâre not happy about, obviously
Below three per cent we close out all trades
Itâs mostly high-net-worth people we deal with
âSophisticatedâ investors
Although we have some smaller accounts
Folk entrusting us with their life savings
Itâs all the same ultimately
Numbers on a screen
The price goes up or down, thatâs it
I sit in on the morning strategy meeting
Thereâs been a piece in the FT about the money markets freezing up
Banks lending to other banks
Except now they wonât
No one seems to think itâs a big deal
It doesnât even make the front page
Mark thinks we should be bailing on our long positions but gets shouted down
John asks for my opinion
The equity markets are going up so we stay long, I say
It makes no sense theyâre going up but thatâs neither here nor there
I have to speak with a few clients, settle a few nerves
Clients are on your back no matter what
Weâre up, say, twenty per cent by May, give back ten, theyâre still ahead
They tend not to see it like that
As far as theyâre concerned I lost ten percent of their money
So they want to cut my dick off
Seems a bit ungrateful, does to me anyway
We would all be a lot better off if they just let us get on with it
You want to watch your account every second of every day, manage it yourself
But probably they tried that already and they fucked it up
I have to educate people
How this game works
People think the marketâs easy, compared toâŚbeing a doctor, whatever
The think they know, but they donât know anything
See, most folk have a psychological flaw which prevents them from making money
They need to feel in control
I see this even with experienced traders sometimes
They want everything to set up just right before they get in
Itâs like picking lottery numbers
You pick your birthday, anniversary
Like it makes a difference what numbers you pick, the odds are exactly the same
Point is, you get to choose so you get to feel in control
In the market, you have to realise youâre not in control, and accept it
During my first week back I put a couple of trades on
Then I take them off again
Next week, a few more trades on
Take them off again
I feel a bitâŚapprehensive
Canât really focus
Which isnât a huge surprise, I suppose
I donât want to be in this place
Maybe youâd think putting yourself into a normal routine would help
Being around other people would help
But youâd be wrong
It feels like other peopleâs presence is an act of violence
An invasion into my private space
Their constant noise
Not that theyâre noisy
Just the sound of them moving, breathing
Itâs like someone banging on the front door
I donât feel safe
If I canât hide inside here, (Pointing to temple.) then where else is there?
Towards the end of the day I hear a few of the junior traders going down the hall
As they walk by I hear something like, âThat guy trades like he drivesâ, something like that, thereâs laughter
After the close John comes by the office, asks me how Iâm doing
Then he says, an inci...
Table of contents
- Cover
- Half-title Page
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
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