Showing posts with label Citte Banque. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Citte Banque. Show all posts

Friday, April 16, 2010

Of Banques and Cheques


Fine Fellows:

The King has always found a use for bankers. Wiring money offshore, translating currencies or the occasional discreet payment to a former admirer. Bankers are most advantageous in all these functions.

So you can imagine my surprise to find Herr Smith had not yet used their necessary services in the performance of his putsch. Money shoveled into the furnace of government for the benefit of the elite always makes for a bully show.

Being of the servile classes in Eastport, former Mayor Moyer had this quaint issue with borrowing money. I suppose she was afraid of this 'foreclosure' thing that has so bedeviled her middle classes of late. Or, perhaps, she was worried about the citte's AA+ credit rating.

True gentlemen don't give a damn about credit ratings. So it is high time Herr Smith is changing all of this.

But please note: what is more important than borrowing large sums of money is from whom you borrow it. I suggest Rothschild. They have always taken care to the pecuniary aspects of my life. Plus, when the repayments are not made in a timely fashion (because, of course, they never are), they have been known to forgive certain debts for those of the correct social standing.

So, Herr Smith, the cheque book is now open. You can sign our citte's future away.

I can always move away.

Can you?

King of George