Иногда мне кажется что это про трейдеров

Есть песняк к фильму «транспоттинг» про наркоманов, и там такие слова:

«I choose not to choose life, i choose something else» 
«Я выбираю не выбирать жизнь, я выбираю кое что другое»

Никогда не возникало такого ощущения, пока вы дни напролет сидите за мониторами с графиками?:))

Текст полностью:

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin can openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got your moving candlesticks on the screen?

:))