February 25, 2016
Usury Hells Fuel and Mans oppressor.
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How Much honesty can there be in the world.
Usury, Hells Fuel , mans oppressor.
Dear Reader,
We meet our Economy in its repose,
we see its citizens and see their polity.
One community under usury,
a life under the liberty of the yoke.
A country Estate.
Around a fireside after a day of work and sport,
a father and two sons talk and reflect.
A loved first Son speaks.
”Tell me this wise father how much money is there in the world. Tell me where it comes from and where it goes to die?”
”Son I can not answer your questions, for truly I do not believe that any man has the answers. Men have pursued money and in the pursuit lost sight of the prey, for it seems that one mans pursuit seems frustrated in the victory and another’s object of pursuit, is only real during the chase?”
”Father I am your second son. I also wonder as my elder brother does, what is the meaning of money.
Should I lay suit for it and pay its high price, when we have all that we want and need here on your estates?”
”Dear second Son we have our life and family here and we have the extra hands and mouths that all help to feed ourselves and each other. In these treasures we have no need of money. Others have been divorced from their estates and live in cities this is where we send our surpluses. ”
” Our Neighbours also help to feed the cities the king asks us that we accept tokens from the citizens in return. Our tokens buy the favours of the king and pay the dues he calls taxes. In this we may as well act willingly, as in truth we have no choice.”
The Bakers Kitchen Table.
Around a fireside an artisan baker sits with his two daughters after a long day.
1st Daughter. ”Tell me this wise Father. How much money is there in the world and how do customers
who buy our Bread get their money. What of citizens without a token for a loaf ?”
Father Baker . ”The money we are paid is a token from the Government treasury with Authority from the king. These are the same tokens with which we buy our flour from the Estates and our firewood for the ovens.”
2nd Daughter . ”Father this Bakery has been with the family for generations how would a new Oven and a new Shop be possible for the Orphaned Son of the bakery that burnt in the other village, destroying the family and the Shop . Somehow the Young boy survived, now he starts from nothing,how can he hope to provide his needs in the future?”
Father Baker. ”That poor boy will be alone with nothing in the world , a sad case and a story told a thousand times. No one to teach his trade to him and no family business left to carry on, no plot of land from which to raise sustenance and a surplus to trade.”
In the Soldiers House.
A soldier sits alone he is of high rank and of proud deportment he is served by his batman. Both bachelors and both veterans of many campaigns.The soldier has returned from the palace where he has received another decoration the Medal and the prize are being admired by the Batman.
Batman. ´´General, the king is very grateful for our campaign abroad this past year, a medal of solid gold encrusted with valuable jewels and many tokens in the prize. Enough to buy all the bread in all the bakeries in the kingdom.”
General. ” Yes the King is pleased his campaigns re furnish the treasury, to repay the usurers his international debts and interest.”
In the Bankers House.
The Banker sits in luxury footmen in attendance and Wife and mother seated in equal pomp and finery. Business is being discussed…
Wife, ”Tell me dear, didn’t the king look un-well at the ceremony this afternoon ?”
Mother. ”He always was a nervous boy. When your Father and I used attend the Old Kings ceremonies, the Young prince as he was then, never seemed as right.”
Wife. ”Mother in Law when you and father in law knew the old king and we were not as rich as we are now. Now my husband has prospered as the new kings ambitions have overstretched his purse and I wondered if my Banker Husband had such concerns.”
Banker. ”My Father did much service to the old king, the new king does much service for us now in return”.
Wife. ”Tell me my banker husband where did your father and his fathers father, find the wit to have the king grant you privilege to create the tokens, how many of them do you have where were they found?”
Banker. ”Its a long story, let us take our leisure in the drawing room, that I might Smoke and have a brandy. My great Great Grandfather Sailed away to Xanadhu the year was 1249 and the Captain on board ship ship was Marco Polo…”
”We lived in venice when Marco Polo returned
He told of Kubla khans riches.
Khans riches flowed from a strange Alchemy,
Money from Trees, Bark from Mulberry´s.
Denominated and sizes, under seal of the Khan.
Fein deafness to the khans bark on pain of death!
They serve as good as gold, a fraction of the weight.
All foreign merchants sell to khans monopoly,
the merchants trade with paper in the kingdom”
Such power as this with a twist of usury,
we innovate Marco Polos discovery.
Creating the money but not the means to meet the usury
all wealth guaranteed to flow back to the issuer.
Money newly grown on trees, with usury sportingly absent.
Surely a creature who´s Bark is not worse than its bite?
kings now borrowed for rivals to smite.
Bankers became emperors. Usury were the real fangs.´´
In the priests House.
The priest sits at high table with the other clergy of the court.
Deacon, to the priest. ” Holy Father the King seemed distracted today, the General seemed well rewarded from the latest campaign, how though do we reconcile the kings distraction with the claimed success?”
Parish Priest. ”Yes holy father an orphaned child in my parish will be without hopes of starting afresh without usurious debt. How are the people to bear the costs , the bounties of their labours are ever increasing and yet for want of money there is no traffic in the market square. Yet people are cold and hungry in the workhouses.
The Holy Father . ”The King is seduced ! my office is no longer to hear confessions and give guidance. But we are grew rich in the indulgences we must proffer on our monarch and his aide the banker.”
”For usury makes a gain out of money itself.
Not used merely for exchange but increasing at interest.
A price paid for nothing exchanged for something.
The price of the receipt eats the value of the thing exchanged.”
In the Courtroom. A usurer demands his deserts.
When shylock petitions the Duke
can he exact a pound of flesh and spill no blood.
The Judge must honour the contract,
how many others does the forfeiture doom?
Neither brassy bosoms, rough hearts of flint
nor stubborn Turks and tartars feel obliged
to temper the harshness of usury or forfeiture, when the price can not be met.
The Quality of mercy is most definitely strained.
It flattens crops like hail.
Truly only the usurer is twice blessed
and the throned monarch is unthroned.
Usury the usurers crown of gold, our crown remains of thorns.
New suitors of title ´Masters of the Universe´.
Not Belmont’s fair Portia sought.
Porches and financial instruments of many more horse power,
torque of Twisted vigour.
No longer metaphors of Gold for gaining mans desire,
Or of Silver and its just deserts.
Always Lead and usurious alchemy,
hearts now made of stone.
failed suit of Morocco,
return and count revenues from the Sookes.
Failed suit of Aragon,
beware robbers from Flanders with heavy dennier stockinged masques.
Seek inside your own Bossanio,
rejecting usury´s gold, hard food of Midas.
Tween Man and man no usury.
Plain lead and recognise moneys deceit.
As Portias counterfeit, redeemed in marriage.
So too should all value tokens declare the
facsimile of exchange they truly be.
Money a true handshake in honour alone.
The courtiers of the Exchequer address the king;
We economists beholden as we are to the princes of usury and as the false prophets of usury.
We fit the horse foot to the shoe that suits us best. It matters not that the horse becomes lame and less furlongs are ploughed. As we deny the poison in our own usurious medium. We also deny that what ills our patient, could be from any panacea concocted in our own alchemists crucible.
Our unit of account, that is to say this store of value.
Not to leave unsaid, this medium of exchange.
Our scarlet pimpernel which no one quite pins down.
We say; ”we give you something , always the same
fungible with each the other. The one whole. Held in safe keeping, returned. What we call these claims or, definitions of claims. These bundles of demands, is money.
Insinuated into civil intercourse,
ubiquitous in the machinery of community,
deployed as a lever and pulley in affairs of state.
A measure of nothing, conjured to divine what’s important.
Counsel for the people charge usury of its crimes.
This baron abstract that claims fruit.
This heavy invisible burden,
a yoke. Fashioned in language,
felt but never seen.
inflicting scars as deep as any lash,
claiming lives as real as any canon.
This nightmare device of imagination.
Who are the slayers of this mythical dragon?
Coleridge saw beauty in nature where sweet amaranths bloom. And Shakespeare compared his summers day.
What of this hamlets ghost of a spectre?
something is rotten in the danegeld,
many more promises are written than can be kept.
So much nectar strained from thin broth,
which bargains can be made?
When the music stops and the dancers
sit down. Chairs are our metaphor for the real.
Always too few.
Rascals become clothed in robes
and honesty is reduced to rags.
Elisabeth lease had a purchase on truth.
”When people starve how can overproduction stand charged. It is money promises, kept short in supply that causes starvation. The consumption in the lungs of the community, is the usurers confection.
A counterfeit Nobel laureate, theres an irony.
Denies that in money there can be a place that gertrude stein called there, home once but no longer there , there in Oakland. A precursor to some sub prime heritage.
A speaker of truth to power could follow Pauli ´Das ist nicht nur nicht richtig, es is nicht einmal falsh!
Not even wrong, not even there.
All counterfeit, yet to counterfeit the counterfeit? a crime.
What of the shepherd of this unruly nothing,
where will they pen and fence this pack of wolves.
Will they dress this pack of cards in sheep’s clothing.
Limit the herd a need for Golden standards.
Prudence of sound Money and even sounder usury.
Fix the price and patronise those who will honour the thievery. A mechanism to harmonise silent ballot boxes.
A gentlemen from belgium would complement his single currency. Unruled and unruly sets a course for austerity on a continent many times at war. A fight of 11 rounds.
Spread like a cancer through the development of continents, enabling the killing called wars. That increase the debt and centralise the money power.
Quiggly shewed the tragedy, little hope it seemed,
blind faith in capitalisms harlot. That babylonian whore.
At first a mere money trick for ragged trousered philanthropy. With usury, take away whats not even yet been paid. Ruskin would see wealth as that which is valuable in the hands of the valiant. Real goods sustain and wealth succours. Usurious money is but an unmade claim and worse. No banker has earned that newly minted note that hangs discordant in the air, as apt to rob as to pay.
How obscure this obscurant cult of mammon.
What smoke screened hall of mirrors.
How obese and gluttonous the leviathan of usury.
Austerity for the likes of you and I.
More banqueting and evacuated vomit spews from the sceptred top table. Corrupt in patronage and jealousy of power. Overstuffed with greed and thirsty for more.
How mean the jealousy of greed grows.
As more wants more and demands all.
The truly poor are those who desire much,
oppressive wealth no longer is, it only has.
Usury consumes the usurer, no self just an exponential nothing. Growing ever more grotesque in a shadow of what never was and never could be.
A doom laden ring of the nibelungs slained by teutonic nobles and routed by heroic Norsemen.
The paper money shrouds the rock of prometheus and
still he forgets in whose promises the usurers truck.
A Semiotic Turn Wenzels genuinely fake.
A language of abstract form commemorates brotherhood.
Van Meegrans supper at Emmaus implies Vermeer’s intention for experts to divine. A counterfeit of that which never had been, claimed as real and must be from the brush of the master. A looting tyranny coveting the genuine fakery like so much gold pulled from the mouths of corpses. Like so many rabbits out of so many hats and the goldfish does not know the water it swims in until the surface is broken.
The beauty of dying lilies, the artist petrifies the fleeting moment and time is solidified.A promise solidified in time measured in life and non existence. Celebrate Les miserables of L’Argent . Hugo, Zola and Proudhon scream.
A promise wrapped up in a lie claiming existence where no air remains to breathe or, food to sustain. Asking everything for giving nothing. A mountebank by nature, a swindle made official by the state. To enslave the masses and keep them in want.
Concluding prayer.
A central lack of fibre. Either moral or physical around which myths of debt are spun. As spiders spin webs and weavers warp clothe. Spartan Ephors of prudence pass judgement on all and stand above and astride the law. Dispensing injustice and taking clothes off the backs of The freezing and food out of the mouths of the hungry. Passing judgement on those who perform real work, asking always for more and demanding to pay less.
So draw the bow of truth with intentness in the eye,
Seek out the irreducible posits, the epistemological gods of homer. If there be one free miracle let the ephors explain the rest. What is this power of usury? Where did this power come from ? Who is it exercised for and to whom do you ephors of usury answer to ? And now let me ask. How do we take this power away? Only then we shall see good faith and brotherhood restored to the commons.
©RogerG Lewis 2016
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Analysis
Structure
The poem is structured as a series of dialogues in different settings, each representing a different social class or perspective:
The Country Estate (Landed Gentry)
The Baker's Kitchen (Working Class)
The Soldier's House (Military)
The Banker's House (Financial Elite)
The Priest's House (Religious Authority)
Thematic Analysis
Power Dynamics and Money Creation
The poem explores how money and its creation affect different social classes
Shows the contrast between productive labor (baker, farmer) and financial manipulation (banker)
Historical References
Key reference to Marco Polo and Kublai Khan (1249)
Mentions Venice as a historical banking center
References to the mulberry bark paper money system of Yuan Dynasty China
Social Commentary
Criticism of usury as a system of oppression
Contrast between real wealth (bread, land, labor) and financial instruments
Theme of generational wealth vs. poverty (orphaned baker's son)
Key References and Sources
Marco Polo Reference
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"My great Great Grandfather Sailed away to Xanadhu the year was 1249 and the Captain on board ship ship was Marco Polo..."
This references Marco Polo's travels to China, documented in "The Travels of Marco Polo" (Il Milione). The date 1249 is actually slightly incorrect historically, as Marco Polo's journey to China began in 1271.
Kublai Khan's Paper Money System
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"Khans riches flowed from a strange Alchemy, Money from Trees, Bark from Mulberry´s"
This references the Yuan Dynasty's paper money system, which was one of the first sophisticated paper currency systems in the world. The mulberry bark was indeed used in making paper money in China.
Venetian Banking System
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"We lived in venice when Marco Polo returned"
References Venice as one of the first major banking centers of Europe.
Supporting Historical Sources
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Historical Context and Analysis
The Yuan Dynasty Paper Money System
The poem's central historical reference revolves around Kublai Khan's monetary innovation. Marco Polo was indeed amazed by the Khan's paper money system, which he described in detail in his travels. The money was made from the dark bark of mulberry trees, which was processed into a form of paper currency. This currency was authenticated with the royal seal and, remarkably, was mandatory to accept throughout the empire under penalty of death [1].
Marco Polo's Documentation
While the poem mentions 1249, historical records show Marco Polo actually began his journey to China in 1271, arriving at Kublai Khan's court in 1275. The Polo family spent approximately 17 years in China, serving the Yuan Dynasty, with Marco becoming a trusted advisor to Kublai Khan [2].
Manufacturing Process and Material
The choice of mulberry bark was not arbitrary. The inner bark of mulberry trees (called liber) was specifically chosen for its durability and resistance to tearing. The process involved:
Stripping the bark
Soaking it in water and lime
Pounding it into flat sheets
Adding official seals and denominations This created what Marco Polo called "universal currency" [3].
Venice's Role
The poem's reference to Venice is historically significant. After Marco Polo's return to Venice in 1295, his accounts of the Chinese monetary system influenced European banking thought. Venice was already becoming a major banking center, and the concepts of paper currency and banking notes would eventually transform European finance [4].
The Impact on Medieval Banking
The poem connects this historical context to the development of European usury. The Chinese system, as observed by Marco Polo, demonstrated that money could be based on authority rather than intrinsic value. European bankers later adapted this concept, but added interest (usury), which was notably absent in the Khan's system [5].
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Analysis of "Usury Hells Fuel and Mans Oppressor"
Historical Framework and Monetary Innovation
The Yuan Dynasty System
The poem's core reference to Kublai Khan's monetary system is historically accurate. The currency was manufactured from mulberry bark and was revolutionary for its time:
Mandatory acceptance throughout the empire
Backed by imperial authority
Death penalty for counterfeiters
Standardized denominations and sizes $CITE_BBC_1
Marco Polo's Journey and Documentation
While the poem cites 1249, historical records show:
Actual journey began in 1271
Arrived at Kublai Khan's court in 1275
Spent 17 years in Yuan Dynasty service
Documented the monetary system in detail in "The Travels of Marco Polo" $CITE_KHAN_2
Banking Evolution
Venetian Connection
Venice's role as depicted in the poem aligns with historical records:
Served as one of Europe's primary banking centers
Marco Polo's return in 1295 influenced European financial thought
Venetian merchants adapted aspects of the Asian banking system $CITE_RICH_3
Medieval Banking Development
The transformation from Khan's system to European banking included several key changes:
Introduction of interest (usury)
Development of fractional reserve banking
Creation of banking families and institutions $CITE_MUSE_4
Social Commentary in the Poem
Class Structure Representation
The poem presents five distinct social perspectives:
Landed Gentry (Country Estate)
Artisans (Baker)
Military (General)
Financial Elite (Banker)
Religious Authority (Priest) This mirrors medieval European social hierarchy $CITE_BBC_1
Monetary Policy Criticism
The poem critiques several aspects of medieval banking:
Separation of money creation from productive labor
Concentration of wealth through usury
Social consequences of debt $CITE_RICH_3
Technical Accuracy
Paper Money Manufacturing
The poem's description of mulberry bark processing is historically accurate:
Use of inner bark (liber)
Processing with lime and water
Creation of durable sheets
Addition of official seals $CITE_NUMIS_5
Historical Impact
Legacy of the System
The poem captures the transformative effect of paper money on commerce:
Facilitated long-distance trade
Reduced transportation costs
Changed perception of money's nature
Influenced European banking development $CITE_MUSE_4
Sources Referenced:
BBC News (2017): "How Chinese mulberry bark paved the way for paper money" ($CITE_BBC_1)
Khan Academy: "Marco Polo's Travels" ($CITE_KHAN_2)
Richmond Federal Reserve: "Genghis Khan, Trade Warrior" ($CITE_RICH_3)
Project MUSE: "Venice and History" ($CITE_MUSE_4)
American Numismatic Society: "The World's Oldest Surviving Paper Money" ($CITE_NUMIS_5)
The poem effectively weaves historical fact with social commentary, using the introduction of paper money and banking practices as a lens to examine broader societal issues. Its criticism of usury reflects medieval debates about the morality of interest-bearing loans, while its structure cleverly presents multiple perspectives on the impact of monetary policy on different social classes.