All bankers must die …

It’s too easy to hate banks. All that time and money devoted to making more money, using ┬áproperty to make more money, charging people for everything, to make more money, investing in the indefensible, to make more money, viewing the world as an investment opportunity, to make more money. We get the idea. Come the revolution, bankers must die.

But. Here I am in Zurich. The home of bankers. Where money comes to reproduce, to gloat, to justify self. So let’s get out there and see if any of the ugliness of finance has tarnished this pretty little city, in the eyes of a tourist here for the first time.

First blog post

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I’m about to travel around central Europe and the Middle East.

Which may, or may not, inspire me to write about what I see, or what I’m doing, and what I’m definitely not doing.

Who knows?

I do like to talk. When I’m not sleeping, or chasing trains …

 

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