A Collection of My Verses and Poems
based on Gnostic thoughts


Volume Eight



Dr. J.S. Chiappalone

Presented by:

Annwn Publications
P O Box 28 Malanda, QLD, Australia, 4885

Copyright 1998 (c) by J.S. Chiappalone

Printed and published 1998

by

Dr J S Chiappalone

P.O. Box 28

Malanda, Queensland,

Australia   4885.

Copyright:   1998 Dr J S Chiappalone

CONTENTS


403       Imf And World Bank Business


403

IMF AND WORLD BANK BUSINESS


In the private study of a President
of a Third World Country:

"Thanks for your time Mr President. I'm sure more than happy you'll be with the package that
I, a senior International Monetary Fund representative,
have put together for your lovely country.
As there's just the two of us, I'll talk freely."
"But Sir, as I have stressed many times before,
we are in no need of your time, or money."

"Hear me out. Here today, to make lots of loot
is a great, not to be repeated, opportunity."
"Opportunity for whom? Not for my country
or its populace it seems to me,
if I were to judge the IMF's woeful performance
in other nations seen around the world variously."

"It'll be different for you, you'll see."
"OK. I've given you this time slot;
what are we with your words to see?"
"We are prepared to lend you millions X+Y+Z
so you can build roads and super highways speedily."
"But we don't need those. We are mechanised poorly and have no such need of them at all really!
Besides, we have no skills, no machinery
to build such roads expertly."
"No worries. We will provide everything that is needed, even the sand and concrete and railings, and whatever else is needed from our best factory."
"But that would mean all the money would go back to you and your own workers quickly,
and we'll be left with nothing, of necessity.
Why would we want such a situation, tell me?"

"With huge roads deep into the countryside, we can clear the forests and buy the land to grow cash crops, then transportable, on those roads readily."
"Who will buy the land? It is already owned by the peasants who with it, and its fauna, are happy.
They grow what they need and are well fed, contented and in harmony with nature's bounty."

"We will buy it cheaply and exploit it maximally,
and in this, for you, there'll be a commission fee,
placed in any Swiss bank chosen freely.
Then we'll treat the land with super fertilisers and pesticides, and other weed killers, and noxious chemical sprays which kill unwanted local flora so we can grow things such as coffee and tobacco
which will render profits handsomely.
And we'll use the latest techniques and machinery so peasant labour will be used minimally."

"Besides that, how are you going to get your
produce to the export sites readily?"
"We would lend you money to build an airport and buy big trucks so we can move the goods freely.
There, in that you will have the opportunity to
find drivers whom we will employ routinely."
"What pay do you propose for these drivers?"
"Why, we'll give them the going rate and lend them money to buy trucks if they want to, so they
can be owner-drivers of negotiability."
"Well known is your ploy where you cause them to fight one another so that the rates are
so low they can barely pay their loans,
and all one hears from them are miserable groans."

"Well, that's the commercial world, as you must know, and its flag is the skull and crossbones.
But one moment; I've other news briefly.
You should know that with our satellite's spectral imaging and both infra red and radar topographical assays of your lovely, lovely country,
we've discovered oil worth exploiting commercially, and vast, vast deposits of coal, and of
iron ore,
which would increase wealth for us galore.
You, in secret, would be compensated handsomely."

"But what you say means a bribe for me,
and my people will be dispossessed and not
even have land to feed themselves or enough work, goods, food, to keep them from poverty.
Besides, you would mine the ore and remove the oil as you have done in many other countries, as
I have heard, quite surreptitiously, and account to the indigenes, or elected local politicians
placed in charge, not at all fairly or adequately,
so much so that your actions are rape of our resources amounting to daylight robbery!
And if by chance some wish to see what you are doing, to force you in some way to account, you could very well use force, as some multinationals have done in many, many poorer countries, with hired armies, to keep the local people away from oil sites, mines, and secret factories and installations where their country's wealth is stolen avidly."

"Again I say there is good recompense for you,
and we request your co-operation secretly.
Besides, this is progress Mr President;
these financially sound schemes can be,
and have been repeatedly, skilfully,
sold to investors with facts and figures
citing modern economic rationality."

"But, but, what are a few dollars to me really?
I want no part of this vile treachery!
My people will be worse off, and on top of all that they will have a debt for the money you lent to build roads which are only of value to you.
Neither they nor the country will gain
anything at all from the revenue,
for I know how you multi-nationals work; you'll set up shelf companies in the Cayman
Islands or Bali,
and avoid paying any tax to our coffers justly.

If even in an insane moment I was, God forbid,
to have any part in this sordid pilfery,
I would have a revolt on my hands quickly,
as the peasants would be forced from their homes, and lands, and would be restricted from farms owned by foreigners seeking profits greedily."

"But Mr President, we will lend you money to build an army to fend off the peasants from our farms in your country and thereby protect democracy."

"What democracy? What you propose is piracy!
It is not True Democracy for all people at all.
It is the greed-ocracy of the free market, of the moneyed gentry, who are rapacious
carnivores of all things on this Earth, including good Spirits,
that they plunder criminally and mercilessly!"

"Well, it's how for us the system works.
The market rules supreme, inexorably."
"Phooey! I know how you work. You will get us deep in debt buying things such as roads and airports and machinery we do not need, and then on your stock Exchanges pass the word that you want payment from our country in your dollars, and
that no speculator is to buy our goods or produce,
or is to want our weakened local currency.

In that way, inflated will be our money,
and we will crash quite severely,
so that repossession, as stipulated by lender contracts, will mean we become poorer really,
all the while needing to find money to pay the 20% and 30% interest on loans given nefariously.
As the value of the little we have is reduced savagely, you will once again come with your greedy investors and buy our lands and the few things of worth at 2-3 cents in the dollar, like you did in so many places, including Russia, previously.
Away with you. My people are relatively happy,
and do not need the further burden of Iniquity pandered by your IMF and World Bank which I consider one and the same: a thief, an enemy."

Back in the IMF Offices of the First World of Finance, Dishonesty and Iniquity:
"Tell us how went your probing initial
meeting with the latest President."
"Not well; not well at all. Hope away I've sent.
He is obviously a fool who thinks there is some
honour in loyalty to his people and in honesty. I saw many books there in his study with the words
in the extended titles `Gnostic philosophy'.
He must be some sort of thinker who views the world differently, not realising that to gain
maximal wealth is all existence means really.

We must execute Plan B.
Send in some drug-pushers to sell their wares cheaply, and as we undermine the youth, provide vaccines and syringes contaminated with hepatitis C.

Send over as tourists, hundreds of HIV-infected prostitutes and gays - you have enough money from our budget - so as to infect the populace, and with time, within a few short years, depopulation by this devastating illness will make takeover by us of
that resource-rich area far, far more easy.

Use all fronts, and all schemes, we have developed over the years, which we have seen work so expertly.

Set about the rumours Mr President is a Communist wanting to give all the land to the peasantry,
and send the CIA in to bribe some drunken louts,
criminals, and malcontents, and arm them to cause trouble, and assassinate the President, if they can, and his supporting cohorts, quickly.

And then send in the usual agents to look for candidates for our masquerading puppetry."

*

So, what are we to make of
the IMF and World Bank Business?
Why it's just Modern Banditry!

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