It's minutes to airtime, and Jim Cramer is pacing the set like a caged beast. He scans the five screens on his desk, stops, punches some keys. "Hmm. The Chinese Google plays are up," he mumbles. He furrows his brows, pokes a few more keys. "Whoa. Wells Fargo gave up on the brokerage business." He's talking aloud to himself, which is fine, because this is just a warm-up for the barrage of instant analysis he is about to unleash. Cramer's knack for quick distillation enabled him to build a fortune as a fast-trading hedge-fund manager in the '90s. Now he's using...
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