Yes, that one gets my goat too.

What an exhausting place financial markets must be if every single rise can only happen off the back of every single person being involved in each item reaching the edge of suicide.

Then, just as the final noose is wrapped around the final neck, a young orphan fights her way out of the rubble. Still clutching her teddy she struggles to the nearest Bloomberg terminal.

Her fingers shaking, vomit foaming at the edge of her mouth, blood trickling out of her nose, she places the first order that has happened in over 43 months. At that very moment the sun emerges from behind the clouds and the birds start to sing.