But Edward Bramson would love to see a long-dated pink slip with the Barclays CEO’s name on it.
You might think they’re not related issues, but to Edward Bramson it’s like the big reveal in the DaVinci Code, a book I have not read.
They’d like to know if he improperly kept his underwear on in his disclosures to them.
This is problematic, given that he runs a British bank.
And unfortunately for Edward Bramson and the 3,000 of you without jobs, it’s not in the “deemphasize the investment bank” kind of way.
Jes Staley, who once bought a hedge fund with Epstein’s help, is taking his piece of Deutsche Bank’s prime brokerage.
Jes Staley has had quite enough of Edward Bramson.
Jes Staley is so dedicated to the business that he’s taking it for himself.
Edward Bramson thinks Jes Staley’s victory lap was perhaps a bit premature.
It’ll have to be worth at least $1.5 million to him.
No choice but to surrender, eh, Jamie?
What to do with an unloved business that fails all the Goldilocks tests but still contributes most your revenue?
Throwing a few extra pence his shareholders’ has him moving up from John Cryan levels of popularity to the Brian Moynihan-esque.
Talk about grasping a cultural moment!
Instead of Christmas carols in the lobby, Barclays will be pumping "Let The Bodies Hit The Floor" on repeat this holiday season.
You launch one little transatlantic vigilante anti-whisteblower crusade and look what happens.
No one deserves to feel like Deutsche Bank, not even Deutsche Bank.
The email prankster strikes again.