Poor
Diamond Bob, they’re ganging up on him ‘cos he’s not a Brit from the right
school. Always good to experience your chief subordinate plunging the stiletto between
the blades, while chatting up a posse of MP’s in the House. With Cowes Week in
the offing, it’s reassuring to learn the Old Lady (our Sir Merv of Teflon), and his
buddies Turn’er and Tuck’er (the evil regulatory twins) believe that sailing
too close to the wind (aka pinching) is OK but not five times and after four
warnings. So out went the signal to Agius and Sir Somebody Rake (of Progress
fame?), his Deppity Chair, to be summoned to the Star Chamber and there advised that
Diamond Bob is a serial pincher, not “one of us” and needs to fall on his marlin
spike. But Del Messier (is he English ? – Ed) got there with the stiletto first
in the Commons Chamber.
I
guess the Barclays Board, under the gaze of Diamond Bob, decided, after applying its
telescope to its blind eye when the semaphore and flags came fluttering from
the Old Lady’s battlements, that throwing Marcus Agius overboard might be
enough to appease the Sirens. But no, the signal clearly indicated it was
Diamond Bob who was standing the Barclay’s Brig onto a lee shore and into
imminent danger of pinching one time too many. One (English)man doing his duty
was all well and good but (The Bank of) England expects everyman to behave as
honourably and do his respective dooty. As for an American skipper: straight
through the scuppers into the foaming main.
I
doubt if “Barclays tried to tough it out and retain Diamond Bob, the
indispensable”. It was Bob, by sheer force of his intellect, modesty, integrity
(enough sarcastic plaudits – Ed) who thought he could hang tough and face the
Board down. Once the Old Lady’s plucked eyebrows start twitching in earnest,
Bob asked not for whom they twitched … and offered Agius the poisoned chalice.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/newsbysector/banksandfinance/9407257/HSBC-boss-quits-for-failing-to-stop-money-laundering.html
What
a dangerous sport banking is. Now it’s HSBC’s turn in the dunk tank.
Exfenestrating the CCO (Chief Compliance Officer to the uninitiated in banking
parlance) is always a ritual move when the hard men with violin cases come
calling. But surely it won’t be long before the Lilliputian regulators go for
Gulliver himself and demand he tie himself down. Then it will be Lord Green (HM
Minister of Trade and Industry), to have his collar felt by the Old Bill with
an extradition warrant from the Feds. They’ll go down to a man counting their
severance and spouting the bankers’ credo “accountable but not responsible – we
had the CCO there to take the blame and the fall”. The CCO is only there to
provide plausible deniability.
From
dirty deeds among the UK’s banking élite to the more prosaic world of high
Italian corruption and cheese-making. The stuff is made near Napoli – who
didn’t know the Camorra was running the show (and paying off all the
politicians)? Whatever next – a Bunga Bunga Berlusconi Risorgimento??!!
It’s
an ill wind … The phoney war may not last the summer.
Simon
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