The following information comes from Kerry Cassidy’s blog, it appears that the world of finance is truly in a state of collapse since it appears to be affecting the upper class now. There is a level of wealth in between the 99% and the ruling elite 1%. They are the people who serve the interests of the ruling elite, the attorneys, CPA’s and others who keep the world of the elite functioning or who keep the world of the unwashed masses out of sight.
These people don’t believe they’re doing anything wrong and don’t see the world thru the same lense that we do, I know because this is the world my parents live in. My father is the #1 Family Law attorney in Oklahoma where he handles the divorces for the ruling elite families in the state. In addition to working for his law firm my mother is also the Chairperson for the Human Rights Commission in Oklahoma. They honestly don’t see what is happening to the middle class, or that there are serious financial woes. And they don’t understand why no one is paying me to do this work, so therefore it’s a waste of time why and am I doing it? Then it dawns on me that there are millions just like them…
What’s scary is the insidious nature of this collapse, that it’s happening so slowly and to such a degree that it’s been hidden from the mainstream media going completely unreported on. So when people learn what’s happening and they try to discuss the following information they’re treating like unstable, crazy individuals.
Nov 17, 2011
SAGA with the SWISS : A story of an American, a secret bank account in Switzerland and the crackdown from the NWO – from an undisclosed source
The following is the first of several posts covering one person’s dealings with the breakdown of Swiss banking secrecy and the advent of the New World Order. All efforts have been made to protect the identilty of the author.
…. saga with the swiss – part one : inside the hearts & minds of
I have long admired your interview style for it’s courage and forthrightness. Personally I do not know how it is that sometimes you ask a totally unexpected question, the person being interviewed does a double take and things heat way up! It has been very exciting when these moments occur and I have wondered how on earth you get sudden inspirations and “go for it”
Well, I am going to write to you about an amazing experience I had with some Swiss bankers, in which I felt I may have tried your methods, at least I was trying to emulate you.
I will start from the beginning. In the 70s, I opened a secret untraceable Swiss bank Acct. There was a secret trusted runner who I met in foreign countries in order to give him money for my account and over the decades, the account became large considering I am a just one person, not a corporation. The runner was my only contact over the decades and my trust in him was as good as it gets. In fact we became close friends.
There was a certain bank acct in the states where I regularly received cash that had filtered down thru many untraceable channels. It has been several years since I invested more money thru my contact, but everything continued to proceed as usual.
Suddenly, there were no deposits in the special accounts in the states After a couple months, I called a bank in [DELETED] where I knew my contact had affiliations. He was “no longer there”. In fact, no one there ” knew” him.
Well needless to say, this alarming incident marked the beginning of a sometimes harrowing adventure worthy of a Sherlock Holmes novel!
In the end, I felt I was part of a human story that provided a most rare insight indeed- that of an era crumbling from within the hearts and minds of the very persons who represent and hold in place the bastion of world financial security- The Swiss.
As my time to write is limited, I am going to send you this story in segments you have my permission to publish if you wish, but please keep my personal info completely private.” – a source
My next action was to look up and call every bank listed in Switzerland, searching for my contact. I never made calls from my own home in the past, so as not to be traced and I saw no reason to start now. So, several evenings a week, I called banks looking for my contact, the man who had taken all my money for decades to deposit in my secret account.
One evening I was transferred to a man who would not tell me his name. He told me to call another number at an exact time in one week, which I did. Anew person answered who took down my name and the name of my contact. The new man said that he may “know someone” who knew who “took over” my contacts accounts! Mind you Kerry. This call was over 2 months after my search started. That is how much searching I had done before even getting this dismal response.
1week later, I again called a different number given to me. After being on hold for some time a timid voice answered. He gave me his name, (glory be) and said he had information for me. But when I tried to get the man to tell me the information, he was completely unwilling to speak and only repeated, “you will have to come to Switzerland to find out anything further”. “Anything further”, I said? “You have not told me anything!” And more desperately “Has something happened to my money? Where is it? Who is in charge?”
These were of course, fruitless questions,receiving the same answer. “You will have to come to Switzerland to learn anything further”. In frustration, I asked if I could be guaranteed an appointment. I was again given a number and call back time. When I called back I was told to decide on a month and week I wished to be in Switzerland.
Well, I run my company 24/7 Kerry and it takes me a couple months advanced planning to make an overseas trip. So as the necessity to actually have to go to Switzerland became clear, I planned a date I could be absent from my company for a week, 3 months out. The date was agreed on and I was told there would be NO further contact until I showed up at the appointment.
Kerry, I was at the complete effect of an unknown party and had no verified names of people or any company name; I was arranging to have someone fill in for me during my absence and making the plans to go on what could very well be a wild goose chase!
Installment3 inside the Hearts and Minds of the Swiss bankers
Well, the infamous date finally came. I booked myself in one of the hotels and traveled by taxi to the address I was given.
Looking for the address was nerve wracking, as it did not seem to exist, except for a tiny locked unidentified little alcove off the main busy street,although it was at least in a financial district with all the major Swiss banks on that street.
I gave up in despair, but there was no one to call, and so the next morning I arrived at the appointment time, and found the little alcove open.
I walked in toward a courtyard and saw an unmarked door. Having an inclination, I walked in the door to an extremely small room with an tiny elevator. I got in and went up one floor yto the top. The elevator opened up onto a door that said Finance! As my shaking hand reached out to knock, the door simultaneously opened and a pretty woman greeted me. I jumped in surprise. How did they know I was there?
I looked toward the ceiling for hidden cameras and announced “I have a meeting here with Mr X” I said. While I never did see any cameras in this place (and I looked on each of my subsequent visits), the exact description I just made was always repeated with the door opening the moment I stepped out of the elevator to knock.
I was escorted in and asked to wait. After an indeterminable length of time, the woman returned to tell me my party did not have an office there and “they” would try to locate my party. I became upset. “What is this place? What are you doing here? This is a strange way to run a finance company!” Well my short tirade immediately produced another slightly older woman who told me calmly that if I were to return in a few hours, I will have some luck. She then suggested I try some delicious Swiss chocolate at the lunch cafe down the street.
Utterly dumbfounded, I returned to the tiny elevator that had just enough room for me. And then, so help me God, the elevator jerked to a stop and stalled half way between floor 1 and 2. I literally froze, holding my breath. Scenarios flipped through my mind of movies and mystery novels where elevators opened up to unnamed floors. I waited a long minute, pushing the down arrow over and over. Suddenly, there was a rough jerking and the elevator proceeded to ground floor, where I breathed a sigh of relief.
Surely I thought I was going mad as I sat quietly staring at my cup of chocolate. How on earth could all my years of investment, so carefully protected, have turned to a scenario so crude, so unsophisticated,as to speak of dark places and whispered innuendos?
Well, I better get a sense of deep adventure about me, I thought. And that is when I was reminded of you Kerry. Be it only personal to me, this was a dilemma that needed hutzpah. I think my personality changed a bit right then and there. Kerry Cassidy would get to the bottom of this. And if she is ever scared, she is nevertheless courageous and gets, as my favorite radio announcer used to say. -The Rest Of The Story!’ With a hyped up sense of gall, I hurried back for whatever came next.
Well Kerry, I have not really faced what has been happening in Switzerland until this trip. yes I had read the articles on the back pages, far from an upfront view, you know, how the world as we have always known it, is coming apart. I guess I just thought it could not happen to me. on this day, as I prepared to go back, I reviewed these 2 most telling articles below.
I guess that a lifetime of hearing and knowing that Switzerland has been for centuries, the most trusted banking as the world knows it, a tradition that goes back to the middle ages.
Article Swiss banks cave in
God help me now. perhaps I will have lost my fortune: perhaps I will go to jail for keeping my own money intact! not that I have not paid my taxes- I have. Yet, anyone who knows the constitution knows that income tax is unconstitutional and the fed and Irs are part of the plan for 1 world govt.
Oh my God, all my money may be gone. So far, these people are the last kind of people I would imagine myself dealing with.
I simply must remove this from the personal and try to get some real answers.
to be continued….