Fracture Lines

Looks like the Euros are having a problem or two:

The French blame the Germans and the Germans blame the French.  The Eastern Europeans blame the Western Europeans.  The Southern Europeans blame the North.  And everyone blames the officials in Belgium.

As Douglas Murray adds:  “In other words, business as usual.”

Once again, we see proof (if any were needed) that massive bureaucracies don’t respond well to a crisis.  In this case, the Euros thought that they could get both research and supplies of Chinkvirus vaccines from the UK, but when the Brits told them to shove it — all hail Brexit! — the Euros were left holding the short end of the stick, and squabbling ensued.

The lesson is well learned Over Here, for all those who think that Big Gummint is the answer to our woes.  In a crisis, it seldom is.



    1. Wasn’t that Wait A Minim?
      The French hate the Germans
      And the Germans hate the Dutch
      And I don’t like anyone
      Very much..

      1. The Merry (Little) Minuet – Kingston Trio

        They’re rioting in Africa,
        They’re starving in Spain.
        There’s hurricanes in Florida,
        And Texas needs rain
        The whole world is festering
        With unhappy souls.
        The French hate the Germans,
        The Germans hate the Poles;
        Italians hate Yugoslavs,
        South Africans hate the Dutch,
        And I don’t like anybody very much!
        But we can be tranquil
        And “thankfill” and proud,
        For man’s been endowed
        With a mushroom-shaped cloud.
        And we know for certain
        That some lovely day
        Someone will set the spark off,
        And we will all be blown away!
        They’re rioting in Africa,
        There’s strife in Iran.
        What nature doesn’t do to us
        Will be done by our fellow man!

    1. Not when it comes to the EU, no. Although, to be fair, the EU only infests Belgium — most of the Eurocrats are duh Frogs and Krauts.

  1. Or, as a fellow Marine once put it, “We’re friends, but if it’s me or you, it’s you.” He wasn’t talking about the last steak in the mess hall.

  2. Your pull-quote from the Mail brings to mind this stanza from a song called “The Merry Minuet” by the Kingston Trio (from their album The Kingston Trio Sings John Foster Dulles :))

    The whole world is festering
    With unhappy souls
    The French hate the Germans, the Germans hate the Poles
    Italians hat Yugoslavs, South Africans hate the Dutch
    And I don’t like anybody very much.



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