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WarFair4: Rogue-Citizen: The Day The Market(s) stood still…
Into The Abyss… Global Citizen.
M.Stow
ISBN 10: 1500264164 and ISBN 13: 9781500264161
2017 Copyright M.Stow
Part One: Rogue-Citizen: The Day The Market(s) stood still…
Tunisia 17th December 2010: According to friends and family, local police officers had allegedly targeted and mistreated Bouazizi for years, including during his childhood, regularly confiscating his small wheelbarrow of produce; but Bouazizi had no other way to make a living, so He continued to work as a street vendor. Around 10 p.m. on 16 December 2010, He had contracted approximately 450 dinar in debt to buy the produce He was to sell the following day. On the morning of 17 December, He started his workday at 8 a.m. Just after 10:30 a.m., the police began harassing him again, ostensibly because He did not have a vendor’s permit.
Bouazizi did not have the funds to bribe police officials to allow his street vending to continue. Bouazizi, angered by the confrontation, went to the governor’s office to complain and to ask for his scales back. The governor refused to see or listen to him. Bouazizi then acquired a can of gasoline from a nearby gas station and returned to the governor’s office. While standing in the middle of traffic, he shouted, “How do you expect me to make a living?” He then doused himself with the gasoline and set himself alight with a match at 11:30 a.m. local time, less than an hour after the altercation.
It has been said that love of money is the root of (many) evil(s) and a wandering from the path which has brought-upon us much pain. The lack (need) of money is so quite as truly.
Samuel Butler (1835–1902 ME) EREWHON Ch. 20 (amended after: The Old Testament: 1Timothy, and before Mark Twain (Mark Twain’s Notebook 1909 ME).
If the man and the woman bear their fair share of work, they have a right to their fair share of all that is produced by all, and that share is enough to secure them well-being. What we proclaim is The Right to Well-Being: Well-Being for All! Pyotr Kropotkin (1842–1921) The Conquest of Bread; Mutual Aid: A Factor of Evolution.
Part One: Rogue-Citizen:
1. The Day The Market(s) Stood Still…Part One: Rogue-Citizen:
The-Train moved slowly out from the glass and steel raised slab of the new edge-of-The-Town main-line railway-platform running alongside the banking blank back of High-Street shops, and the Station Car-Park awaiting return. Into harvested-fields and open-grazed pastures below remaining precipitous pineforest planted-poplar and willow wind-break shielded through The Trees. The New Days’ Sun appeared speared, blinking-awake…Burst!
Through: The-Train-Carriage compartment breaking-beyond the greyblue green-scene staggered and staged, rolled and ranged. From: the eastpeaked settling yellow-orange onto the western-hills shadow-flanking purplegreen valleys and up-country, the grid-frame farmed-plains, where the day was already begun. A steam white-grey lifted across a dried-up estuary in thin-rain spluttering over an elevated iron-riveted ochre painted girder-bridge, built on pillars of the deepest-yellow red local rock and brickwork arched and breached.
With the Suns’-rays The Train rattled-on emergent as through a fog over the beached river below. Onto the other-side of a ravenous gaping-gorge overspilling through the outskirts of the most recently built-up ancient RiverHarbour Town and Sea-Port City. With High-Rise Housing-Project IndustrialUnits and Business-Park and a brand new Shopping-Mall for: Food and Home-
Furniture and Motor-Vehicle Showrooms. Sales-rooms and cheap-Hotel and Motel linked razor-wire fenced and chained-in. A horse paddock-gated and padlocked, adjacent to a red to blue-green waiting Train-Crossing signal as a Freight-Train privileged-over passenger passaged prerogative thundered-by loaded with Stocks and Shares as Goods and Services provided and that then circum-vented, the Whole World.
Global; that morning the Workers’ and City Commuters’ Train trundling alongside, for now, across a chequered black and yellow criss-crossed arterial hot-tar Road weighted-heavy and ever busy with Traffic. Cycle and Motorcycle, Omnibus and Coach. Car and Caravan-trailer and Lorries’ articulatedJuggernaut container-Shipment on-board. The Train bridged beneath and onto adjoining over-passing concrete-Highway into and out-of Village, Town and City. All Traffic travelling with One accord. To-and-from: galvanized corrugated steel and copper-zinc tin-roofing roving between brick and-cinderblock doorways loading and un-loading bays beneath canopied entrance-coded, and secured.
Air-extracting dust to the outside world-unseen windowless, between belching water cooling-tower pylon-linking electric-welding workshop, engineering factory-crafted machined and manufactured goods. With Human Resources: Food and Home-Furniture packaged warehoused shipped to-andfrom: Agricultural-Village Harbour Town and toward(s): The-City Port and Market-Portals’ co-modifying in-return.
Stock-Yards stacked-up, exchange value-assured on: The Futures’ Money-Markets value ascertained and as all awaiting transport to-and-from: Home and Foreign Overseas Peoples and Land.
The I-nvestment Merchant-Banker sat-back and glanced across at The Admin.i-strative Accounts-Clerk: both sat in opposite seats a fixed-table between them. Travelling on this same-Train same-time, same-Carriage: for The-Clerk the same-Seat if that or any other was to be had amongst the everyday commuters seated and a few standing today and as usually crammed-in each weekday early-morning into The-Financial: Capital-City. For The-Banker: this day too-early for the usual-reservation. Today, with or without wait-served breakfasted or a free-morning Newspaper only those freely given-away and piled-up in The Station Forecourt to be taken-away. That had to be paid-for anyway, by publicising the latest events and product models and versions, the most reasonably-priced sold alongside copies of The Big Issue sold-on by homeless-people dis-advantaged and in Metropolis’ around The World: no such thing as a free-lunch The-Banker reasoned: in First-Class The FinancialNewspaper paid-for anyway by The Railway Company Ticket-seated and breakfasted with The-Financial Newspaper at massively discounted Market Business-Rate Cost-Price freely as-Advertising as encouraging in-someway PaidFor and All For: Financial Returns and The Power to Influence: Others’ Economic and Political Campaigns…
The Financial Newspaper: could be easily afforded, anyway. From today’s loss-leader, tomorrow’s and everydays’ winner paid-for upfront. From: The Station-Kiosk: The Newspapers’ Corp-0-rate-In-vestment: borrowed on perma-credit: staff-costs and overhead(s) never paid-off entirely effectively permanently bankrupted on- continuing steady-sales to be re-couped: shorted for the long-term in-vestment short-term gain…
Achieved…everyday.
Shareholders and Company Corporation(s): Owner(s): paid-back to: invest again in-debted: Credit.ed: next days’ copy readied for repeat status quoted confidence Market-Price asking- Price-Bid and Volume-Traded as they were: before: This-War.
2. The Banker and The Clerk…
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Written by Malcolm Stow
Born in Walthamstow, Essex, England, I have written poems and short fiction from an early age and I am now publishing the result of that lifetimes practice.



