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Fui encaminhado para este depoimento no NYT por este artigo do Económico (
aqui).
TODAY is my last day at Goldman Sachs. After almost 12 years at the firm
— first as a summer intern while at Stanford, then in New York for 10
years, and now in London — I believe I have worked here long enough to
understand the trajectory of its culture, its people and its identity.
And I can honestly say that the environment now is as toxic and
destructive as I have ever seen it.
To put the problem in the simplest terms, the interests of the client
continue to be sidelined in the way the firm operates and thinks about
making money. Goldman Sachs is one of the world’s largest and most
important investment banks and it is too integral to global finance to
continue to act this way. The firm has veered so far from the place I
joined right out of college that I can no longer in good conscience say
that I identify with what it stands for.
It might sound surprising to a skeptical public, but culture was always a
vital part of Goldman Sachs’s success. It revolved around teamwork,
integrity, a spirit of humility, and always doing right by our clients.
The culture was the secret sauce that made this place great and allowed
us to earn our clients’ trust for 143 years. It wasn’t just about making
money; this alone will not sustain a firm for so long. It had something
to do with pride and belief in the organization. I am sad to say that I
look around today and see virtually no trace of the culture that made
me love working for this firm for many years. I no longer have the
pride, or the belief.
But this was not always the case. For more than a decade I recruited and
mentored candidates through our grueling interview process. I was
selected as one of 10 people (out of a firm of more than 30,000) to
appear on our recruiting video, which is played on every college campus
we visit around the world. In 2006 I managed the summer intern program
in sales and trading in New York for the 80 college students who made
the cut, out of the thousands who applied.
I knew it was time to leave when I realized I could no longer look
students in the eye and tell them what a great place this was to work.
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