ISY

ISY

Isy probably in someone’s mind represented a way of making the word easy, which by now needs no explanation, even more pop.

Three letters then, to sum up the English pronunciation and to introduce the next word: bank.

Three letters for the name.

Three words for the slogan.

Digital

Essential

Open

It probably seemed natural in someone’s mind to shorten customer acquisition for this bank as well.

Why wasting time.

The bank is open.

Shouldn’t that be enough?

Essential.

So thousands of account holders, One none one hundred thousandby three again, have been transferred from what is considered the largest Italian banking group to this bank.

A digital and essential bank, where digital and essential means no more possibility of having a physical counter anywhere.

But also where digital and essential apparently means alerting unsuspecting account holders through a notification on the app.

Registered mail is extinct, and no more letters either, because in some papyrus of a thousand thousand lines written in small print the customer has signed that he “doesn’t want” any more paper communications.

No more phone calls, despite the fact that it is absolutely essential to have the phone for the infamous app and despite the fact that it is absolutely mandatory to communicate the number.

No more hassle or waste of time trying to contact the customer in one of a variety of ways, including email, texting, but also a trivial campaign of any nature.

No: it is an essential bank, in someone’s mind it seemed enough to send a simple notification within the app.

A notification of the kind that those who are Boomers, and lived through the days when the same people worked in the bank for years, people who could be trusted, do not tend to consider vital.

A notification that could have been missed by anyone.

A notification that constituted the only last resort, moreover with a deadline, to express not consent, but DISSENT to being transferred to the new Isy.

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A parliamentary question was also asked about this forced transfer. 

Do you perhaps have direct experience to testify?

Among the fanciful narratives, it would seem that the choice of the lucky drawers fell on those who did not attend their reference branch.

I would really like to be able to see the selection mechanism … and in my heart I want to hope that older people are not involved … because maybe even they haven’t gone to the branch, an operation that has long since turned out to be almost as complicated as making an appointment with Chiara Ferragni.

But the new bank is OPEN …

PACHINKO

PACHINKO

Pachinko パチンコ is the name of something that is perhaps less understandable to Westerners, but only because we have other manifestations of alienation and ludopathy.

Pachinko パチンコcould be synonymous with mockery.

Verbal Kint taught us that the greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he did not exist. And like that… he is gone. 

Even gambling in Japan “does not exist” because it is banned. And it disappears under the name “entertainment” definition by which Pachinko is classified.

Many of us have been through a Pachinko parlor running: along with Bill Murray and Scarlett Johansson in the movie Lost in Translation. 

 

Pachinko is a hybrid game, we could say it is the representation of contamination: halfway between a pinball machine and a slot machine.

The trick is precisely the balls that from the game become the very object of winning but cannot be exchanged for money.

By playing Pachinko you can only get prizes of various kinds: chocoloate bars, pens, lighters, candy, T-shirts, cosmetics, bicycles, shopping vouchers, up to so-called “special” prizes i.e. silver or gold objects enclosed in plastic bags.

These special prizes can be exchanged at points outside but nearby Pachinko Parlours: the TUC Shops = Tokyo Union Circulation

I found precise regulations regarding the installation of these phantom vertical pinball machines, but the risk of addiction?

These Pachinko Parlors are places where people are subjected to extremely high noise levels and bright lights.

The players appear to be sitting helpless, completely estranged, as if without identity in the flow of these slow, mechanical movements that cancel out time.

I am very struck by the slogan of a company that runs Pachinko Parlors:

Joy in life

We resolve to bring joy to the lives of our staff, our customers, and society as a whole through our business.

I do not see joy.

 

 

I found a survey from which it mainly shows that the Pachinko Parlour is a place to go alone.

A ball weighs 5.4 gr. a one-dollar box contains two thousand balls, so the weight corresponds to kg. 10.8!

 

I was thinking … with ten kg. of coffee how many cups can we get?  🙂  😉

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