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Sunday, October 26, 2008

Down Jones

The night before I left for Beijing, I was having my dinner at the neighbourhood coffeeshop when the Ch5 930pm news came on air. Precipitating stock indices, Aussie dollar collapsing to a new low, the Lehman minibond saga, the content seems more appropriate for an obituary than a news segment.

Thanks to Ooof's trusty laptop, I was able to keep abreast of the latest financial news while in Beijing. And it was there I realized that many of my friends are now quasi-UK civil servants after the nationalization of RBS bank by the British government.

And this week? STI at 1600, DBS falling to 10.04. Madness. The end is nigh!

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Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world,
'Cause you don't love me any more?

Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world.
It ended when I lost your love.

I wake up in the morning and I wonder,
Why everything's the same as it was.
I can't understand. No, I can't understand,
How life goes on the way it does.

Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world.
It ended when you said goodbye.

Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world.
It ended when you said goodbye.

posted by Stormtrooper's Lackey at 9:15 PM

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