Gabriel Sherman has a novella in today's New York that chronicles the hurt and anger many on Wall Street feel at being made the villains of the current economic crisis just because of their boundless greed and damn-the-torpedoes risk taking. It's a rich collection of entitlement and hubris, but are they necessarily wrong, considering that much of the last thirty years has been spent celebrating these folks for their boundless greed and damn-the-torpedoes risk taking?