Bad Enough to Eat - March 30th, 2009

It’s comical in retrospect, but I entered the City for security. Some girls are drawn to men with perfect credit records. I always preferred banks with perfect balance sheets. I imagined that those soaring glass towers, snazzy cars and corporate cards would insulate me from the harshness of a cruel world. Boy I was wrong about that one.

Investment banking has somehow morphed from one of the world’s most secure occupations to one of the least. But while “job insecurity” has until now only related to the size of our severance packages, it seems now bankers have to worry about the severance of our limbs. As G20 gets underway this week demonstrations are expected all over the Square Mile and Canary Wharf . As a result Britain ’s money-operating hub has turned into a military-occupied zone.

Those of us on the barricades can put up with protestors chanting “Eat the Bankers,” while they stampede the Royal Exchange. We’re just hoping it doesn’t get more serious. After all we’ve already seen banking karma in action in the vandalism of Fred the Shred’s mansion’s last week. True, the City has never oozed much moral superiority, but now the animosity towards it has become disturbingly sinister – as it’s consistently portrayed as a preying, snorting demon that has callously crushed the fortunes of millions. Apparently, this makes people like me a demon too, though all I do is slog to work on the Tube every day like the rest of London .

Ironically, after years being forced to dress the “City” part, now I’ve being advised to dress down – from Prada to Primark to keep a low profile. Friends at other banks have been told to avoid their offices entirely. But not all of us will be bowed. I know one group of bankers who intend to turn up for work in three piece suits and blower hats to stick two fingers up to the protestors. Indeed, I’m thinking the best way to beat the rioters is to join them. But what exactly is the dress code of vigilantes? And why are my £400 heels an occupational hazard?

I want to shout at the angry mob: “Don’t hate the banker… hate the game!” Most City employees are not cold-hearted millionaires. We’re average Joes, just trying pay the mortgage and not get laid-off.

I understand protestors are confused and worried for the future – believe me, I am too. I believe that riots can be a force of change, as our system is clearly broken beyond repair, and bankers should stop being rewarded for failure. But violence is inexcusable, and moreover misdirected – like attacking an Apple factory worker because your MacBook has crashed. So please - don’t eat me. I have bills to pay like everyone else.

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