SantaÆs shopping list for hedge funds û Part 1: Salaries

'God bless us every one!' said Tiny Tim. He sat very close to his father's side upon his little stool. Bob Cratchit held his withered little hand in his, as if he loved the child, and wished to keep him by his side, and dreaded that he might be taken from him. 'Spirit,' said Scrooge, 'tell me if Tiny Tim will live.'  'I see a vacant seat,' replied the Ghost, 'in the poor chimney-corner, and a crutch without an owner, carefully preserved.'  A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens. It isn't…