Actually, they're doing quite well.
The criminals in charge are not looking at any jail time, and we're cleaning up their mess for them, or will go broke trying. You see, the fawning admiration you have for these corporals of industry seems determined to overlook the fact they're not noble entrepreneurs, they're loathesome criminals. Their golden parachutes will cushion their descent into some Galt's Gulch somewhere where these Atlases will end up shrugging--and laughing.