WORLD
WITHOUT MONEY,
BUT
WITH Barclays Bank?!!
Three
years before I was born, the novel "OneDay in the Life of Ivan Denisovich"
by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn was published first time. It was
specifically mentioned in the Nobel Prize presentation speech when
the Nobel
Committee awarded Solzhenitsyn the Nobel
Prize in Literature in
1970.
Vitaly Korotich declared: "The Soviet Union was DESTROYED
BY INFORMATION - and this wave started from Solzhenitsyn's One Day".
Fifty
seven years later I'm writing THIS article, - a kind of "One
Day in the Life of Sergey Beloy",
desperately trying to be born anew spiritually to fight impossible
for life existence, as a customer of the system Barclays Bank that
failed to return me my money during 19 years, with currently
non-stopping attempts to KILL me instead. The later fact is capable
to DESTROY
underlying Bank Of England, WORLD's BANKING SYSTEM, AND MONEY IN
GENERAL!
The
ONE DAY IN THE LIFE OF IVAN DENISOVICH stands as a classic
of
contemporary literature. It confirmed Solzhenitzyn's stature as "a
literary genius whose talent matches that of Dostoevsky, Turgenev,
Tolstoy". The story was about a single day of the fictitious
ten-year
camp imprisonment Ivan
Denisovich Shukhov. And Solzhenitsyn had first-hand experience in
the system, having been imprisoned from 1945 to 1953.
My
narrative is about unprecedented two
ten-year imprisonment in
another camp, - our current World
Without Money!
The chapter looks surrealistic, but this is absolutely REAL LIFE
story due to fraudulent freezing my emergency life savings by the
Barclays Bank Plc. Official reasons for that were super exceptional,
and NOT about any its "money washing" suspicions. The
fact is: For my whole 50+ years' of life I never broke the Law, and
rejected proposal of the Barclays' lawyers to become a criminal. In
result, since
2000 the Barclays' CEOs LOCKED ME OUT of our Money-based
civilization.
First
thing people question about me is whether I really have no money. I
always look good at my photos and videos. Perfectly shaved and
dressed up neatly in a clean clothing. Usually very optimistic, with
a smile; not suicidally depressed like most of us in such situation
should be. And that is suspicious. And maybe that is the main reason
why there has been NO CHARITY DONATIONS SO FAR from the HELP page at
websites of my info-supporters. People
simply DO NOT BELIEVE
I
HAVE ABSOLUTE
ZERO MONEY!!!
However,
this is a 100% TRUTH: During many months I have no cash in my
pockets, required for a basic human survival, - FOOD, WATER, SHELTER
FOR THE NIGHT, etc.
Starting
with, people simply don't understand how that could be possible!
They
usually speak about money in the context of becoming a little bit
richer, or a little bit poorer. ABSOLUTE ZERO is beyond that range!
In
fact, I am
poorer
than any pauper!
They
regularly buy coffee, cigarettes, etc. I cannot afford anything!
They
often have some $change. At least. I don't!!!
They
have some kind of social donations. I don't!!!
They
have a right to live in homeless shelters. I don't!!!
Actually,
I have no rights.
Including
right for LIFE!!!
"THANKS"
to Barclays Bank, THIS IS MY PERMANENT REALITY SINCE BEGINING OF
2018. AT LEAST ...
Quote:
"Just
had such a day of the camp, hard work, .. and think about how you
need to describe the whole camp peace — one day. Of course, you can
describe here your ten years of camp, ... — and enough in one day
to collect all as fragments. It is enough to describe only one day
from morning to evening. And will all."
(by
Solzhenitzyn - * here and everywhere)
I
was writing THIS blog article mostly at nights,
mostly HUNGRY,
- INSTEAD of any rest I needed and dreamed of badly! I am not
mentioning all SHOCKING details around that writing. But at least
last THREE days in a row I did NOT SLEEP at all! I AM VERY STRONG! IN
ALL SENSES! And although now I'm literally FALLING DOWN FROM
EXHAUSTION, that was the only way for me to create it. Otherwise this
post would not appear online today (and NEVER, as you will understand later). That alone may be
a sufficient reason for you to read this post to the end. I was
dreaming about writing it many years. And unlike Solzhenitzyn's book
about fictitious heroes, which helped him to obtain super prestigious
Nobel Prize, my story is ABSOLUTELY
REAL!
AND
EVERY WORD IN MY BLOG IS TRUTH!
THIS
IS MY LIFE!!!
***
This
morning (January 13, 2019) started for me ... yesterday. I needed to
wash
my clothes.
In particular, my jeans and sport jacket, which readers of my blog
saw on my pictures many times, and which I have to wear this winter
almost constantly. Local nights in this country are rather cold
(heating rooms with electrical conditioners is not effective, but
that way prevails due possibility to spend less money, which in
winters turns into its opposite), and that it's often required to be
fully dressed up even if you have opportunity to find a bed inside a
building.
Sadly,
I have a rather limited wardrobe, consisting of summer clothes only
(I entered European countries last spring and simply could not
imagine my Barclays bank would dare keep failing to return my money
up to now; but it appeared its CEOs could).
Thus,
yesterday I appeared lucky to find an opportunity to wash my clothes
(by hand, obviously; and with shampoo instead of soap), but early in
the morning I had to leave that place, - despite all my clothes still
were WET!
I simply put them on,
and walked outside, to the street. It was rather cold.
Quote:
"You always get the sharpest frost at sunrise. ... You see, it's
the coldest point of the night"
Drops
of water flowed down from the jacket on my way. I was SHIVERING with
cold! But could not put another clothes to warm myself until it
become fully dry. After thirty minutes of walking at the streets
under freezing temperature in wet clothes, I was lucky to find a huge
conditioner in the foyer of a big shopping mall!
See
me at the picture, - at that moment the lower part of my clothes is
still wet:
Only
one hour later all my clothes, including jeans, were completely dry!
The
list
of IMPOSSIBLE WITHOUT MONEY things I
need to do somehow every day is rather impressive. If you think it's
easy, try yourself:
1)
Charge somewhere your mobile phone;
Looks
easy? While connecting to an electrical socket in any cafe or
MacDonalds restaurant looks quite possible task, try to do that trick
WITHOUT their obligatory requirement for ordering any food or drink
(or 30 minutes later after finishing your order) to use their
utilities. Even if you appear lucky to succeed, you will feel
embarrassed for not buying anything, yet staying there during several
hours.
2)
Make reliable Internet connection via free public Wi-Fi services for
at least several hours. Forget those beautiful pictures in movies
showing how comfortable it is. Make sure your free wi-fi account does
not require switching to the paid one after just first fifteen
minutes (I was dealing with such "free" service yesterday).
Be aware many so called FREE Wi-Fi services nowadays are free maximum
for 3 hours, after which ... you will be asked to pay. And do not
expect from any free service reliable work without random
interruptions at any moment. According to my own experience, I spent
for such completely void and frustrating "blackouts" at
least HUNDRED HOURS this year only!
Free
advice:
start from looking for convenient for work place in big shopping
malls. However, they usually are very noisy, and that can fatally
prevent you from focusing on any serious work. What is much worse,
usually there is non-stopping background music (quite load) all the
time, and that is capable to drive crazy anyone after first several
hours. Probably advised by the most expensive experts for sales, it
switches our minds to a different wave of thinking, with another
frequency. In fact, any music simply turns our minds off, - ideal for
any non-stopping fun shopping.
3)
Try to use any public transport without purchasing a corresponding
ticket!
Free
advice:
Only buses can be used for such trials. They don't have a strict
control on the entrance, like every metro or train stations have.
Unfortunately, in the most cases bus drivers open only front door,
requiring from people to show them a corresponding ticket/document,
or pay for it an increased price at the spot.
Free
advice:
Try to use your old or expired ticket, if you had one before. Get in
the bus at the last turn, show it to the driver, then act slowly,
pretending you are trying to register it. Usually driver don't have
enough time, and start going with switching attention to the road.
Generally,
the more people are inside, - the better your chances to use the
transport for free!
The
Best Free Advice:
Do not attempt to enter front door. Forget about rules of politeness.
Ideally, stay indifferently at some big distance from the bus,
patiently waiting until passengers at middle or rear doors are
allowed to get off the bus, - then rush inside quickly! Drivers will
not be able to react properly, as at this moment they are usually
busy with checking tickets, and also will not have enough time for
approaching you inside the bus otherwise.
Unfortunately,
yesterday (January 12), I appeared far away in the city and needed to
use a bus rather late in the night. It was after 10 pm, and buses are
practically empty at that time. So, despite I successfully managed to
get in through the middle door, the driver asked me (by signs, as I
didn't paid attention to his words through radio) to approach him
(very rare case). Obviously, I wasn't in the hurry for doing that.
But neither was he. Passengers' traffic was minimal (only two people
inside), and driver had enough time. It would be better to spend it
for some rest, I thought, but he chose to have a conflict with me.
There was a mini scandal! But what I could do? He had a right and
power to call police! In contrast, I had nothing: No
money! No right! No next bus anyway! No anything!
Ultimately,
I had to produce him my old ticket, - the first and the only present
from a local passenger with whom I was speaking a month ago. I didn't
know anything about its validity (it's all in foreign language). But
driver torn the ticket anyway, without any checking, thus DESTROYING
MY ONLY KIND OF INSURANCE FOR SIMILAR CONFLICTS, and leaving me
ABSOLUTELY WITHOUT ANY FORMAL REASON/CHANCE TO ENTER LOCAL BUS
ANYMORE!
If
you think my emotional state then was excellent, you are wrong!
The
choice, you say?
The
only alternative then was to stay at the bus stop and
FREEZE
TO THE DEATH!
By
the way, - that night was exactly on our traditional Old
New Year!
Happy
Old New 2019 Year WITHOUT MONEY?!!
4)
Try to take a shower, brush your teeth, shave yourself, wash and dry
your hair, socks, etc. SOMEWHERE (where exactly?) for FREE!
5)
Now try to use ANY paid service or shop for FREE!
Start
from the most basic needs everyone needs every day:
Find
FREE FOOD!
Succeeded?
No? Strange ...
Try
staying or going through all these smells in any cafe or restaurant
THE
WHOLE DAY WITHOUT
EATING:
Got
the feeling?
Find
FREE CLEAN DRINKING WATER!
Find
a FREE place for SLEEPING!
BUY
something for FREE
in
any store!!!
Quote:
"Cells on nine ounces of bread a day and hot stew one day in
three. He imagined how weak he'd grow, how difficult he'd find it
till get back to his present condition, neither fed nor starving.
And an urgent prayer rose in his hear: "O Lord, save me!"
In
some rare moments when the God provided me with some symbolic amount
of change, it wasn't enough even for a local bus ticket, let alone
for the above. Such miraculous exceptions were so exceptional that
only proved the main fact: I have NO MONEY FOR ANYTHING!
For
example, when couple months ago I was lucky to find a forgotten 100
HF coin (about 0.25 US$) in the device for paying it as a deposit for
temporal usage of cargo carts at a food supermarket, all that was
possible to buy at that amount I was a small cooky, - (prices for a
half-kilogram loaf of bread start from 200 HF; one ride bus ticket from 300 HF, minimal MacDonalds'
meal pack is over 600 HF). Just tell me that was a money. I spend a
hour of my time to find the cheapest cooky at a sale price that
finally appeared trickery designed by the supermarket managers for
returning even smaller change, - for which it was IMPOSSIBLE TO BUY
ANYTHING AT ALL!
Now
try to get a job
going
to interview, if any,
with
a bag!
Most
conventional things of our civilization people take for granted these
days are extremely difficult to implement without money, if possible
at all. Life without money turns nearly every easy task into HUGE
PROBLEM, resolving of which requires huge amount of ADDITIONAL TIME,
with keeping numerous related problems multiplying in unrealistically
huge scales. It is difficult to understand this if you have money.
The money is a kind of substitute of existing problems. But when
you banking accounts are suddenly blocked without any particular
reason and even notice, like Barclays bank did with mines, you will
face a need to solve all these problems on your own.
***
So,
the "secret" about how I manage to look good under such
conditions is simple: I need to pay for it by disproportionately BIG
AMOUNT of my extra EFFORTS and TIME! Everything has its price. But
Barclays CEOs refuse to pay the price.
Despite
efficiency
for
any work without investing in the process anything is always
incredibly low (that's what citizens of rich countries never
understood about nature of low salaries in poor ones)!
Quote:
"There
was truth in the old saying: Pay short money and get short value."
Now
try to imagine what kind of value one can obtain without money at
all!
But
I have no other choice! All other choices have been taken away by my
Barclays Bank!
And
this is a second
biggest
misunderstanding people tend to have if they never experienced my
particular situation:
"Everybody
always has a choice", they say.
WHAT
EXACTLY?!!
Can I eat for free? No.
Can I sleep at hotel/hostel? No.
Can I apply for a job. No.
Can I stay here? No.
Can I go to my home one? No.
CAN I LIVE?!! NO!!!
A lot of people told me there must be a choice in my particular situation, until ... I asked them "WHAT EXACTLY?" NO ONE PROVIDED A REALLY FEASIBLE SOLUTION!
NO ONE!!!
Public is brought up with a false illusion that a choice is always possible. In result, when they face really impossible situations, specifically designed for them by financial fraudsters as impossible, they do not blame anybody excepting themselves.
Can I eat for free? No.
Can I sleep at hotel/hostel? No.
Can I apply for a job. No.
Can I stay here? No.
Can I go to my home one? No.
CAN I LIVE?!! NO!!!
A lot of people told me there must be a choice in my particular situation, until ... I asked them "WHAT EXACTLY?" NO ONE PROVIDED A REALLY FEASIBLE SOLUTION!
NO ONE!!!
Public is brought up with a false illusion that a choice is always possible. In result, when they face really impossible situations, specifically designed for them by financial fraudsters as impossible, they do not blame anybody excepting themselves.
Just
like in the famous game of "last chair",
in
which all banks play for centuries!
It
is IMPOSSIBLE TO RETURN
PERCENTAGE
FOR TREASURIES,
WHICH BANKS NEVER CREATED!
THE
PERCENTAGES SIMPLY DO
NOT
EXIST!
NEITHER PEOPLE'S CHOICE!
THAT IS A FINAL BRICK WALL
DEADLOCK !
NEITHER PEOPLE'S CHOICE!
THAT IS A FINAL BRICK WALL
DEADLOCK !
Although
Shukhov faces many horrible forms of physical torment, the worst
tragedy he faces is mental torture.
During
last years, my life without any financial insurance or emergency
reserve of any kind is EXCEPTIONALLY STRESSFUL!
But
despite my current existence is difficult to call a life, the
Barclays CEOs fraudulently avoid accepting my case EXCEPTIONAL
to
delay paying me exceptional Settlement that may affect their
otherwise exceptional bonuses for "normal" conditions.
FOR
ME, THERE IS NO CHOICE
EXCEPTING ... EXCEPTIONAL
BREAKING THAT PRISON
WITHOUT CHOICE AND
REVERSING REALITY
180 DEGREES
EXCEPTING ... EXCEPTIONAL
BREAKING THAT PRISON
WITHOUT CHOICE AND
REVERSING REALITY
180 DEGREES
Due
to Barclays bank I appeared in foreign countries without money, any
possible source of income, without any property, place of living,
friends, knowledge of local language, and right for work here;
and
without money, any possible source of income, property, place of
living, friends, and in my 54 without any JOB in my home country with
constantly increasing financial crisis and last preparations for the
future war ...
I
can continue this list to infinity,
but
it is IMPOSSIBLE to resolve
without
resolving the main one
that
caused all the others:
GETTING
MY DEBTS
FROM
Barclays & Co.
And
since 2019, it is my
only
possible and 100%
legitimate
full-time JOB!
So,
is it possible to survive in a modern city absolutely without money?
Technically, modern cities are NOT designed for survival without
money. The only opportunity its engineers failed to dump are PEOPLE!
One should apply to other people. However, that's a next to
impossible action for me, as I do not know local languages (most Hungarians do not speak English at all).
Thus,
for me the answer is NO:
WITHOUT
BREAKING THE LAW,
THAT
IS IMPOSSIBLE!!!
AND
THAT MEANS
MY
DEATH!!!
DO
BARCLAYS' CEOs REALIZE
THIS
IS CHARGING THEM FOR
MURDER
OF FIRST DEGREE?!!
Quote:
"There was easy money to be made, and made fast. But ... for
that a man needed to be free and easy with people, to be brash, to
know how to grease a palm or two. And although Shukhov had trodden
the earth for forty years, though he had lost half his teeth and his
head was growing bald,
he'd never either given or taken a BRIBE,
nor had he learning to do so in camp."
SINCE
2000, I REJECT BARCLAYS' OFFERS
TO
BREAK THE LAW,
NAMELY,
TO GIVE ILLEGAL BRIBES!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND
THAT BECAME OFFICIAL BARCLAYS'
REASON
TO FREEZE MY SAVINGS ACCOUNTS!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On
January 13, related CEOs
ACTUALLY
KILLED ME!!!
THE
DAY WAS DEADLINE
for
Barclays' reimbursement.
To kill somebody does not necessarily requires doing some specific action. In certain exceptional cases, like mine, it can be done by simply NOT DOING WHAT MUST BE DOING (see more in "INACTION - CRIMINAL ACTION!"). The Barclays' CEOs started their "KILLING MACHINE" long time ago. Their reluctance to stop it today means their quite real action of KILLING ME!
I
made a Miracle of surviving
WITH
NO MONEY AT ALL!
BUT...
Barclays/BOE's CEOs
HAVE
KILLED ME ANYWAY:
KNOWING
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE
WITH
MY ZERO BUDGET!!!
AND
THAT DEMAND TO PAY
"ONLY" 70 EURO I DON'T HAVE
IS GOING TO DESTROY
MY
PROPERTY
(THE LAST ONE REMAINING
AFTER CEOs DESTROYED
MY PLACE OF LIVING)
PROPERTY
(THE LAST ONE REMAINING
AFTER CEOs DESTROYED
MY PLACE OF LIVING)
AND
ME PERSONALLY!!!
Quote: "Every prisoner had had his civvies removed from him down to the very last garment, and they wouldn't be returned, they were told, until they've served their terms.
No one had served his term in this camp".
update of January 18:
DURING
LAST 100 HOURS
THEY
DID NOT STOP IT!!!
AFTER
NEXT 24 HOURS IT
CAN BE JUST IMPOSSIBLE
The life at a zero income level is impossible by any math.
And I was sentenced by Barclays bank to DIE, literally!
From Hunger, Thirst, and COLD!!!
But I made a Miracle and survived.
So CEO decided to kill me for sure:
They intensified their killings by
imposing me with additional bills
they foisted me early for the
services I would never needed
without dealing with the Barclays.
Knowing that for me it's impossible
already to live with zero money
they made that amount
NEGATIVE!!!
To make it IMPOSSIBLE TWICE!!!
Because I have no money already.
LIFE is the only my real possession.
And Barclays' CEOs want me
to pay their debts by MY LIFE!
BUT THAT MEANS TURNING IT TO
DEATH! WITH DOUBLE KILLING!!!
to pay their debts by MY LIFE!
BUT THAT MEANS TURNING IT TO
DEATH! WITH DOUBLE KILLING!!!
I
WILL NOT FIND THIS 70 EURO!
DUE
TO BARCLAYS' ROBBERY
IT'S
IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME!
On January 13, 2019, my
Life Without Money has ended.
Death Without Money Begins!
Quote:
"There were six, all girls, in a (train) compartment.. A lovely
spread on their little table; raincoats swinging from coat hangers;
expensive suitcases. They were going through life happily. All clear
ahead for them. We talked and joked and drank tea together. "They
asked me what coach I was in. I sighed and told them the truth:
I'm
in a special coach, girls, heading straight for the DEATH."
I
MAY NOT PRINT MONEY!
Barclays'
BOE MAY!
I
AM IN PRISON?
Just
like Masters in Solzhenitzyn's prison, Barclays' CEOs intend to
extend that exceptional imprisonment time of 19 years to unlimited
INFINITY, or until my death, whatever happens first.
Quote:
“Even those serving three-year sentences were kept for another
five. The law can be stood on its head. When your ten years are up
they can say, ‘Here’s another
ten for
you’”
For
implementing that, in 2016 the CEOs fraudulently expropriated
functions of the Supreme Court Judge, - or even God!, - to
additionally sentence me to the DEATH! With further silent and
illegal approval of that illegal sentence by banking Regulator and
Bank Of England.
But
I am not guilty!
Because
I am STRONG!
And
because I have
dignity
and self-respect:
***
I never ask for help!!!
This
is my main life principle.
“Never
ask for anything!
Never
for anything!!!
And
especially from those
who
are stronger than you.
They'll
make the offer themselves,
and
give everything themselves.”
("Master
and Margarita" by Bulgakov)
And
that principle helped me to survive!
Quote:
"You'd get something to eat, but ... the worst of it was that if
there was anything left in a bowl you couldn't help licking it.
Shukhov never for a moment forgot what his first foreman Kuzyomion
had told him. An old campwolf, twelve
years
inside ... "It's the law of the Taiga here lads. ...
Know who pegs out first? The guy who licks out bowls ..."
Unlike
most paupers, I do not approach people for money at the streets. I
never stood, never stand (and hopefully will never stand) with an
outstretched hand. Despite it could bring some critically important
for me money.
I
AM NOT A BEGGAR!!!
But
if people offer some help, without my asking, I can accept it. It's
OK.
Quote:
"Well, captain, how'd it go?" he asked. A man
who's warm can't understand a man who's freezing.
"How'd it go?" What a damn fool question! "If you
really want to know," said the captain, his shoulders sagging,
"worked so hard I can hardly straighten my back." You
might give me something
to
smoke what he meant.
The
God often provides people with a wonderful help, as a sincere gift!
And people should always accept and value God's gifts. So,
I am always GRATEFUL for any help I am receiving, no matter how big
or small it is!
***
Some
more details in the
ONE
DAY IN THE LIFE OF Sergey Beloy:
Although
it's not as easy as in "normal" life, I wash my socks
every
night. For preventing bad smell capable to affect comfort of people
with money, who are because of that far from such difficulties. The
difficulty is my socks are never completely dry by the morning.
Making socks dry and warm requires sufficient amount of time I usually
don't have, or a special drier I never
had
in Europe. So, every morning I NEED TO WEAR WET SOCKS!!!
To
say that I don't like it is to say nothing! The socks become dry only
during the day later, if there is no frost. If, however, the
temperature on the streets is below zero (and this winter it usually
is), remaining in socks water becomes an
ICE
crust around the frozen toes of
my feet, crunching as I walk!!! And although I am specially trained
to withstand an extreme cold, it's quite different when you need to
face it practically the whole day. Need I, the Barclays?
Anyway,
from almost CONSTANT humidity, every my foot has became one large
non-healing SORE!!!
But
it's OK, according to behavior of Barclays' CEOs. It's exactly how
typical Barclays' customer or shareholder should look like, when they
take away all his or her money:
Please
appreciate I focused my phone camera with low resolution on shoes,
rather than on the sore. Better pictures with Full HD quality could
shock wives and CHILDREN of related CEOs! These CEOs could even start
demanding removing them away, - INSTEAD OF IMPROVING MY REALITY, in
which these pictures were taken.
Solzhenitzyn's
day begins with Shukhov waking up sick:
Quote:
"(Doctor)
reached for the thermometer and read it. "H'm, ... Ninety-nine
point two. If it had been a hundred it would have been clear ... I
can't exempt you." The cold stung. A murky fog wrapped itself
around Shuckhov and made him cough painfully. The temperature
out there was -17;
Shikiv's temperature was +99.
The
fight was on."
My
day may not begin with a sickness, - it's a direct way to the death!
Without any medical insurance, I simply cannot afford the luxury of
being sick! While people in any prison have some chance for a medical
assistance (at least theoretically), without money I have not.
I
had many exceptional life-threatening situations this winter,
including high
temperature diseases,
and embarrassing dental
problems
due to constant MALNUTRITION
the
Barclays Bank has thrown me into last years (human
body is designed in the way that in the case of lack of food it
automatically borrows
required resources from
its other parts, and teeth
are
the first in that line).
All related CEOs prefer to not realize I
am alive only because of such paying their debt by my health I
accumulated all my previous life with exceptionally healthy way of
life. In particular, all my 50+ years life I
don't smoke, don't drink, don't use drugs!
And involving into regular sport activity for many years required
from me substantial physical efforts and financial expenses, I am
forced by Barclays' CEO just to burn to the air now. They prefer not
to see that payment, in any possible form, thus artificially making
it INVISIBLE for accounting purposes. However, this is a FRAUDULENT
distortion of their official corporate Balance Sheet for NULLIFYING
"de-Jure" their quite real DEBTS! And for allowing the CEOs
to lie to their shareholders and public:
"You
see, the guy is ALIVE! We are not killing him by hunger and cold, as
many people claim, otherwise he would be DEAD many years ago. We are
not in a debt, as there is no (visible) harm to him in the process!
If during another 19 years of enjoying such a life he will not die, we
can simply return him his initial Barclays' deposit at any time, and
our total Balance will be perfectly restored. Lost Time, Efforts, and
Nerves of our customers are not included in our Math, we designed
exclusively for our own enrichment."
My
reply to that is the following:
1.
Barclays' CEOs do not see their debt only because I was paying it off
by my health all recent years. For example, by my TRAINED ability to
withstand cold (I used to swim regularly in the winter ice hole in my
country) that cost me many efforts to develop. This and other my
sport skills helped me a lot in surviving this winter. To the degree
of stating: That's why I am still ALIVE!
2.
Here the CEOs use their favorite trick of DIVIDING reality into
financial and vital spaces just to avoid paying their bills in full.
But now they are trying to do that under really exceptional situation
(created by their own inactivity during unprecedented 19 years):
AFTER they created and not paid their debt to me in the financial
space, and AFTER in the vital space they crossed a "red line"
and started KILLING me! In result, in this particular case Barclays'
CEOs ARE RESPONSIBLE in both spaces anyway.
3.
Just returning an initial sum of my Barclays' savings accounts would
be enough only during first TWELVE YEARS of my asking the bank to do
that. That was all I asked their CEOs then, but they refused. Since
then, both number and amount of related debts have risen
significantly (see the most recent Bill for Barclays CEOs). And it
still continues to rise! Time is Money! So is the Job for dealing with Barclays Bank.
Final Quote of the book ONE DAY IN THE LIFE OF IVAN DENISOVICH:
"Shukhov went to sleep fully content. He'd had many strokes of luck that day .... And he hadn't fallen ill. He'd got over it. A day without a dark cloud. Almost a happy day. There were three thousand six hundred and fifty three days ... From the first clang of the rail to the last clang of the rail. Three thousand six hundred and fifty-three days. The three extra days were for leap year.
"Shukhov went to sleep fully content. He'd had many strokes of luck that day .... And he hadn't fallen ill. He'd got over it. A day without a dark cloud. Almost a happy day. There were three thousand six hundred and fifty three days ... From the first clang of the rail to the last clang of the rail. Three thousand six hundred and fifty-three days. The three extra days were for leap year.
"Glory
be to Thee, O Lord. Another day over."
From
my side, I would add:
Thank
you for leaving me ALIVE!
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