Friday, September 15, 2017

1472, The Ledger and the Ledge





We talk about tyrants like they’re carved in stone—
some hard-eyed general on a conquered throne,
a man who laughs at mercy, slams the door,
and leaves the weeping city to the floor.
That’s the textbook version. That’s the lie.
My tyrant wears a headset and a tie,
sits four desks down, and signs my weekly pay
while bleeding half my spirit clean away.

And if he fails to finish off the job,
there’s always finance waiting in the mob:
the modern bank, sleek-suited, cold, polite,
that swallowed up my consumer loan last night.
Science tells us life crawled out from the deep,
that swirling starlight woke the universe from sleep,
and ancient physics sparked the Big Bang's roar—
but history left out one crucial score:
the true dark age, the birthplace of the thorn,
was down in Italy, where banks were born.

Take Banca Monte dei Paschi di Siena—
now there’s a ghost to haunt a debtor's arena.
Founded back in fourteen-seventy-two
to save the poor folks (and the capitalists, too).
Five and a half centuries in the black,
the oldest functioning bank upon the track,
a grand old monument of brick and grace,
staring me down from its medieval place.

Unwrap the velvet, look beneath the glass,
and watch the centuries of progress pass:
the noble ledger turned a private cage,
and my own nightmares bled onto the page.
It is a modern miracle of pain,
a specialized and algorithmic chain—
though whether earth shares this peculiar hell,
I cannot tell.

Picture the scene: a poor man at the gate,
bowed by the interest of an iron fate,
facing a nineteen or a twenty percent squeeze—
numbers designed to bring you to your knees.
A rate so steep, so mercilessly cold,
that even Shylock—greedy, fierce, and bold,
strutting the boards of Shakespeare's Venice stage—
would slam the book and fly into a rage,
refusing such a ruthless, heavy toll,
and leaving me to mortgage out my soul.






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 ELENCHUS... A Trial of History"    (19)
PUBLICATION IDENTITY & CREDITS

Original Text & Inspiration:
Panayotis V. Mataragas (Rotterdam)
The foundational vision, drafted at the crossroads of European history.
Language Editing & Adaptation:
Kellene G. Safis (Chicago)
Refining the rhythm and pulse through a definitive American lens.
Digital Editing & Formatting:
Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga (Piraeus)
The architectural assembly and final form at the Great Port.
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