Twenty-seven. One
from Brussels to identify that the object in question is, in fact, a light
bulb. Someone from Northern Europe to hold the bulb. A group from Southern
Europe to turn the guy holding the bulb around and around until the thing is
screwed in. A person from Germany or France to flick the switch and then the
rest of the group, after tea, strudel and champagne to stand in front of the
microphones and laud the effort.
In the recent
summit, however, they couldn’t even identify the light bulb. Since the European
countries could not agree on almost anything they performed their usual trick
once again. We will have a supervisor of banks in some fashion, at some time in
the future, under someone’s direction that will supervise some amount of banks.
More tea, more strudel, more champagne and at what time am I scheduled at the
microphone?
Nothing is as
foolproof as sufficiently engineered promises of future results.
Did the European
summit deal with the Cyprus issue; no. Did they provide an answer for Greece or
Spain; certainly not. Was anything of value accomplished at the European summit
past platitudes and congratulatory speeches that they had come up with a few
lofty notions of someone doing something with the European banks; decidedly a
negative answer. More fluff, more stuff and more “pass the risotto if you
please.”