On foreign ground, prelude.

Fuck. These people live in some kind of parallel universe in which the concept 'human' is completely alien. More effective, more productive, moremoremoremoremore. Nuwanda's poem works fine for this:

"Laughing, crying, tumbling, mumbling,
Gotta do more, gotta be more!
Chaos screaming, chaos dreaming,
Gotta be more, gotta do more!"

It appears they've used a lot of time, energy and resources to make their processes as effective and productive as possible, but they've forgotten one big variant out of the equation: human. Humans make mistakes, humans are not perfect, humans are selfish and do not always count the most effective and productive way of doing something. Emotions affect. I can already imagine these people having sex, assessing their modus operandi to the context and the different variants, evaluating which approach is best for a certain goal from a certain point of view. Just exactly how sad is that...?

The third last slide incited connotations that I found hilarious. I could imagine the far corner of the bank's head quarters, several stories beneath the surfice, in the ground. All new employees dressed up in army-gray clothing, heads shaved, lying on a tilted chair in constraints with their eyelids kept open by some kind of device. Another employee puts eyedrops to the eyes preventing them from drying while their brains are fed images and slogans embedded in a stream of emotionally provocative pictures as subliminal messages:

"Asiakas on etusijalla!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Jokainen ongelma on mahdollisuus!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Hukka on suurin vihollinen!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Joku muu ei ole ratkaisu!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Voimme vaikuttaa asioihin!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Hukka on suurin vihollinen!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Esimies on aina roolimalli!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Tavoitteita, ei keinoja!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Hukka on suurin vihollinen!"
[The Bank's logo]
"Arbeit macht frei!"