domingo, 11 de diciembre de 2011

The story of the banker, as the story of Tobias Gaditano

What is a banker? rather a bank.

It is one Lord, do not know why usually male, although there is everything in the world, normally what we would call uniformed businessman, flushed skin or slightly short latte coffee, depending on how attractive each , since it is normal that you are taking tanning, as a substitute for what would be a natural color, rather than a color one aspect.

Have stomach normally, but some of them are careful to have a body a little more in tune with what nature gives us, his flabby muscles usually, flaccid (double c in this case) and loose, but they are not natural beings, at least at all, but rather respond to something artificial inauthentic.

It is true that all are born as an egg and sperm, but in fact human evolution, although some women say they are half cooked, undergo a series of hormonal changes and produces the metaphysical approach to economic power. This approach is as harmful as is the radiation emitted by an approach to a nuclear power. The only difference is that in this case, is more harmful for those who are with him that he is a mere carrier of evil that one must be far enough away.

There is no more harmful substance in this world that the approach to money, its consequences, but not irreversible or incurable, they can cause serious deterioration and contamination in the lives of others who live next door, we are only aware of the smell given off when it is too late, that's when the invasion of their viruses have already made an impression on us.

They are simple carriers of this virus, spread only evil, in any case we must expect that relationship to flow good for the one at hand, the dealer always wins.

Male or female, human appearance of clean, good intentions, immersed in modernity, often religious in nature, incapable of understanding that are born leaf lettuce leaf and that however much one wants to have to wait for it to do is able to sell the lettuce thinking that hangs from a tree and making you see that this is indeed so.

When you spend a few days, suddenly you become aware that never grew lettuce tree, but it's too late, you have already purchased the lettuce, and of course you have to pay.

This virus develops in the carrier a kind of economic nymphomania is beneficial to him and injurious to their infected, since in no case the disease spread that he has only its negative aspects.

I once heard someone who had as a banker had been able to offer his daughter in marriage to an Arab sheikh who spent summers in a town in southern Spain:


-Who knew the banker we spoke was deeply Christian, attended church every Sunday and was saved and Costalero of a brotherhood. So the "good man" in question went unnoticed evil tongues, was someone who had taken great care to have a reputation for what would be called a good family, sometimes synonymous with economic position.

The case is that one day went to his bank, he was only the Branch Manager, an Arab, Arab dress, who immediately recognized for being the person on everyone's lips as Sheik, no one knows whether it was Sheikh or not, but you know, it was evident that he had much money and that every year when they came to town with a whole cut of drivers, vehicles, bodyguards, cooks, servants and wives probably, he spent fortunes during their holiday period.


Arabic came to his office one day, no one objected to be treated before others despite not having made an appointment, information intended only for the purchase of some land belonging to a neighbor who had left a party to the Director of the Bank, entered the principal's office invited by him, invited with a reverence that nearly touched the ground with his forehead and sat in the chair of the board of director, invited by this, thinking that somehow would get slice of this visit, if only because Sheikh was because the bank had chosen among all those who were in the population, was enough for pride and to turn over to attend to this character with all sorts of respects.

Our director, as saying a person was respected for who he was, more than one person in the village had lost much of what he had and he had tried to help with loans and others had their money invested in businesses that were unaware of what they were, even if they were legal, because it is so complex for users who simply hoped they did not know how to get out of those investments that gave them huge profits. He was a man of medium height, ruddy skin, with a small tonsure in her hair, straight hair without barely strength, soft hands that had never had another one that had fell on the index finger and another finger heart, writing at the time in which he wrote by hand, also had droopy eyelids and eyes lit up when you only saw a good chance of attracting money to their organization. But the most important value of this man was on top of his desk as a souvenir photo, a daughter of 17 years, of such beauty that the sheikh could not take his eyes off that photo for several minutes until its attachment point it bothered the director feared for her so far apparent control of the situation and felt vulnerable.

'Maybe it was not enough to have made him enter without waiting for your turn, with having made a reverence that grew from the gentle to the servile to have offered his own couch, from the perspective that had a completely different director's office, including a vision of the elements, the personal charms of the director, photographs of his wife, his wife and daughter and himself on the day of the confirmation of the daughter to the Christian faith with the bishop, a tiny mite of the entity acknowledging their work and delivery and the most precious, his daughter the day we first went to college.

The young beauty was dazzling and Sheik could not take his eyes off her, despite having 12 wives, this man was being tempted by the virtual appearance of a young white skin, blond hair and red lips, to which he was unaccustomed. The director wanted nervous divert attention from the sheik, but suddenly he asked her to attend that night with his wife and the girl to his home, at a dinner to which were invited. The director was being seduced, tempted, with the same medicine with which he had been able to ruin more than one neighbor with the opportunity to obtain economic benefit of the invitation.

That morning when Sheikh left his office, the director took the phone and immediately called his wife:
_ Where is the girl? asked his wife without even greeting.
.. In his room, he replied his wife.- Well, tell him to stay with anyone this afternoon, we were invited by the Sheikh to his farm to dinner tonight, so I dress well and prepare it at 19.30 to be there.

The wife just said nothing, just obeyed and lay out clothes for the three, obviously clothing label, because as I said the wife, still wearing clothes from their land looked it was a very distinguished man.

At 19.30 they were all three at the door of the farmhouse, an Arab, Arab dress, opened the gate and accompanied them to the house, two men dressed as was proper, and at the door made them move to the area the pool. The place was beautiful, surrounded by fountains and small gardens, and coffered Mudejar style more than anything else, the truth is that the air they breathed was romantic, as you said the banker's wife.Judging by the facial expression of the wife would say that was so good there, so situated, who proposed having Sheikh stay possibly have done it.

Sheikh received them with courtesy and hospitality, ate and drank Berber style and told them where he came from and what had been his fortune.

It seems strange and even proving his mother had died during the birth of a younger brother had been an only child after a short time later also his brother died and his father was plunged into such sadness before the age of 40 years died say of grief. He, the Sheikh, who was not sheik, but a kind of desert tribal chief, he inherited a large number of camels and some land he bought his father in a sub-Saharan country that did not mean what it was. These lands were of great interest to a company engaged in mining and diamond miners from the distant South Africa and found that their land had these stones as a good Berber, good merchant, came to an agreement with that company and today is not engaged another thing to collect the money from the lease of such land and one fifth of the production of diamonds, allowing you to live as comfortably as it were and also all members of what was his tribe and today are spread all over Africa doing all kinds of businesses.

After such an interesting story the banker Sheikh offered the possibility to invite your daughter to travel the world accompanying the Sheikh as secretary, Sheikh previously tried by all means please his daughter and make her see that would be in good company.

When they got home the couple and their daughter, were silent all the way and the mother explained to the daughter's good fortune and the great opportunity it presented. The daughter had been fascinated by the good education of the sheikh, he had even been seduced by their shapes and exotic than it had lived. He was also excited about the idea, and the next day accepted the offer of Sheikh, ten days later the daughter left home with the sheik and a year later managed to return, all the while never saw her daughter, only to some occasion could communicate with her because she had managed to send some mail to the parent.

The reality meant that the ambition of the father, mother and teenage fascination, I ran into an alley that came because they wanted to Fortune, but not for that Frenchman who was interested in a visit to the Sheikh's house, in that sub-Saharan country, for the girl, she would continue in that place without further ability to decide for herself that allowed the sheik.

Now, when the Sheikh has come back through the city, when the banker has not received anything for that and when the wife has experienced firsthand the absence of his beloved daughter, no one in town is already talking about what happened simply the banker will head down bemoaning their greed.

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