The market is bipolar. Wild-eyed entrepreneurs and innovators, crazy as any laudanum quaffing poet, are in the business of selling visions and they create havoc with stocks and shares. Elsewhere venture capitalists running down a juicy deal are like hormonally challenged teenagers. Whooping it up after winning, their hysteria inflames the market. We are told repeatedly that risk-taking and psychopathology are rewarded; they create opportunities otherwise business stagnates. It would seem that the unbalanced visionary riding a destructive but seductive manic high is a basic economic unit. Now the economy has turned sour; the once manic basic unit is tucked under the duvet with the blinds down, sleeping all day, bewildered, apparently lacking in desires.