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When Little Countries Strike Back: The Case of the Swiss and the Ex-Hapsburg Central European Territories of Austria

Tuesday, March 10th, 2009

The Financial fallout has provided an excellent opportunity for little countries in Europe to show the big players, humbled by the global recession, who’s boss.

 

This is a salutary tale of how and why you should think carefully before badly treating a small country, however harmless it may seem. Not so long ago, 65million years to be exact, the dinosaurs thought they had the Earth to themselves and  thought nothing of riding roughshod over little creatures called mammals that were all to intents and purposes insignificant. Then came the Asteroid (the precursor to the sub-prime crisis) and wiped out the big dinosaurs leaving the meek to inherit the earth. History could be repeating itself.

 

Here are two sobering tales from our times:

 

How Switzerland Turned on Germany To Teach The Americans A Lesson

 

This is a truly bad time for Germany. In classical Götterdämmerung style, it is being assailed by its friends and allies for money.

 

Only yesterday, I wrote about how its Euro-area partners are trying to fleece it, so that they may carrying on living way beyond their means. To fill up its rainy day chest, beleaguered Germany is being forced to turn on small tax haven Liechtenstein to claw back some of the money stashed away there by its rich barons.

 

 

Don't Mess With UBS!

 

And now, in a typical kick’em-while-they’re-down fashion, Switzerland has entered the fray as the latest country asking Germany to bail it out, and it is doing so in a very imaginative fashion. We’ve been dumping on the Swiss for a while now about their banking secrecy laws, so it seems that they are fighting back to secure a future in a rather bleak financial future.

 

The Swiss are neither in the Euro nor in the EU. They also have no natural resources to speak of, aside Milka cows, fresh air and great scenery. For their fabled chocolate, they have to depend on some pretty dodgy African countries for supply, and for their legendary timepieces, they need a constant supply of people with at least two free wrists to wear them, if the business is to remain sustainable.  So they had to be resourceful. First, they invented secret numbered bank accounts where, behind the façade of respectable cute family-owned banks that looked like something out of Legoland, anyone could hide their money and have access to it with no questions asked. But then the Americans and the Germans turned on them to try to get them to divulge the assets of their nationals. And so, in an attempt to show they are still in control, the Swiss have unveiled their new and deadly weapon.

 

 

Swiss Chocolate may be innocent for children,but the Swiss secret service has been using it as their weapon of choice for seduction and espionage for centuries. Ever wondered how a country could live off chocolate?

 

The Swiss Gigolo.

 

The Swiss Treasury, together with their fabled Nestle-fed Secret Services have sent their best agent first to seduce and then blackmail Germany’s richest woman who is heiress to the BMW fortune. The Swiss Secret services must have planned this operation very carefully, and they counted on certain German national proclivities. For example, they Swiss are obsessive about time-keeping, and so are the Germans. And so it was most natural that Ms Susanne Klatten, a member of the reclusive Quandt dynasty, and a major shareholder of BMW, would fall for suitor whose charm lay, largely, in being punctual and arriving on time for their secretive trysts. If there is one thing the Germans love, it is punctuality. A punctual yet unimaginative lover from the clock making Germanic  races could easily trump a constanly late but more ardent latin lover. If there are two things the Germans and the Swiss adore in a partner, they would be constancy and punctuality. The Swiss then asked their chocolatiers to produce to the most aphrodisiacal confectionaries for their man to ensure that his prey would offer no resistance.

 

 

He is considered "good-looking" by German matrons, and she's a good catch if you're a nerdy looking Swiss spy on the make. But he always "came on time", and that's what really made her fall for him. She became his "Swiss Made"

 

Having sold her some cockamamie story about running over some US mafia kid and the mafia dad asking for EURO10 million to care for his daughter. He would put up EUR3m and she the remaining EUR7m, which she did. Then he asked for her to leave her husband and place EUR290m into a trust fund for their future lives together. When she refused, he threatened to show intimate videos of them making love (punctually, of course). She reported him to the police, he was arrested and just sentenced to six years imprisonment by a Munich court.

 

It turned out that Ms Klatten was nothing more than the fourth wealthy woman he had seduced then conned and duped into coughing up the cash. He had been practicing for his big hit. While this may seem like a failed mission by the Swiss secret service, it is in fact a very successful mission. The Swiss wanted the Germans to know that they can strike at the heart of the industrio-financial complex. BMW had been penetrated (excuse the pun). What of Mercedes?

 

 

Unbeknownst to a German car manufacturer with a similar logo, this the coat of arms of the Swiss secret service. It stands for Blackmailing Married Women

 

This was also a shot across the American bow. UBS, the Swiss bank has been forced to hand over a few hundred client account details under duress by the US with the threat of criminal action. The Americans want details of 52,000 more clients who, they say, are flouting America’s stringent tax laws. For the Swiss, banking is their means of survival and they will defend it at any cost. Is it any coincidence that the Sgarbi case has been made public now? No, they Swiss are simply warning the Americans. Every American leader of industry, major banker, or politician, must now be wondering if his wife is currently being seduced by a suave, charming, and very punctual Swiss agent masquerading as an “attentive” lover, as Ms Klatten touchingly described Mr Sgarbi. Every package of Swiss chocolate entering the US can now justifiably be considered a tool of industrial espionage, aimed at giving the Swiss an unassailable advantage over the Americans.

 

 

How The Central Europeans Finally Got To Screw Austria

 

 

Up until less than a century ago, Austria had reigned supreme for over a thousand years over large swathes of Central Europe. The Holy Roman Empire, in the hands of the Hapsburg dynasty, kept a tight rein over the whole area. From 962 to 1806 (when it was dissolved by Napoleon). Then it was revived again briefly and managed to keep going till WWI when it was finally laid to rest.

So it was quite big, as you can imagine.

 

 

The Holy Roman Empire would eventually become a Wholly Austrian Mess

 

The Austrians, in typical Imperial fashion, lorded it over the Central Europeans and treated them like they were some oafish backward louts. They did have a favourite in Hungary, but generally treated the whole area with the disdain reserved for exotic diseases. They waited and bided their time, these Central Europeans, and they knew that eventually, they would have the last laugh.

The WWII came and went, and they all fell under the Soviet Yoke and got even more abused. Then the Iron Curtain fell and they were free again for a while, and then they saw their opportunity. Austria was so near, and yet so far.

 

In 2004, a whole bunch of them joined the EU where Austria had found refuge. A rump state and a far smaller one, but still a haughty one, all the same. Their revenge would be sweet.

 

http://www.eurointelligence.com/Article3.1018+M545e0be824a.0.html

 

They all then secretly agreed to start building shakiest and most advanced banking system that money could buy, and they made sure that they didn’t use their own money. In effect, the Central Europeans got Western Europeans, with Austrians at their forefront, to buy them a banking system from scratch. Then, in a concerted action that History will remember as the true end of the Hapsburgs, they encouraged their citizens to borrow their mortgages in Euros and Swiss francs, where the rates were lower than local currency banana republic rates. The Central Europeans then went on the kind of profligate shopping spree that one only does with other people’s credit cards! When the financial downturn came, all the local currencies collapsed, and all the mortgage repayments became huge as the local currency value of the foreign currency loans shot up sky high.

 

When people talk of the banking system of Hungary being screwed, they are in effect saying that Austria’s banking system is screwed. That is because Austria, in a last fit of imperial grandeur, thought it its god given right to recreate a financial Holy Roman Empire all over again. They fell into the Central Europeans’ trap. Austria got burned badly and the Central Europeans know that the Austrians, much as they would love nothing better than see them go to hell, must now bail them out as that’s the only way to save the Austrian banking system.

 

“After leading the way in providing credit to the eight former communist nations that joined the European Union in 2004, Austria’s banks are now on the hook for 201 billion euros ($254 billion) in loans, equal to about 71 percent of the nation’s gross domestic product. International investors rank Austria’s bonds as less safe than those of Italy, Spain or even Slovakia”. ©Bloomberg 2009

 

http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601085&sid=aSskJbEPpc4A&refer=europe

 

Who’s having the last laugh now??

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

 

Extreme Econo-Gastronomic Stimulus Plan In Trial In Wiltshire, England

Tuesday, February 24th, 2009

 

The recession is creating ever more innovative ways to beat it. Keep an eye out for them, if not to marvel at the breadth of human creativity, then at least to amuse oneself. The most arresting one I have seen today is the brainchild of the manager of Oriental Aroma, a Chinese restaurant in Wootton Bassett.

 

 

New Deal?: Bretton Woods Cedes Way To Britain's Woott(on Bassett)

 

 

The manager is paying customers £1 to indulge in all they can eat. Notice the catch in the offer, it is the establishment that pays the customers to eat as much as they can. So, it would stand to reason that, in order for you to avail yourself of this offer, you must have a pocket to keep the pound in, or a purse at least. The offer will therefore be seen to exclude nudists, so one can hardly really call the offer universal, or unconditional as a matter of fact. One cannot therefore rule out litigation by minorities who feel that they are being prevented, through no fault of their own, due to their way of life, from taking advantage of this bonanza. I am thinking of people who are extremely religious, for example, and believe that “money is the root of all evil”. They are hardly going to take it lightly that they are being “given money” to eat. Other groups that come to mind are those with a phobia of metal coins. The UK has done away with the pound note some time ago.

From an economic point of view, it will contribute to an increase in that part of the population that is both obese and rich. Obese people will therefore be expected to make a financial contribution to their healthcare as they are often singled out for placing an unfair burden on the National Health Service. The government can therefore deduct an extra tax from them due their visiting this restaurant. The restaurant will be expected to report clinically obese people who turn up to eat to the local authorities in order for the scheme to work. Who will pay for all this extra administration?

 

It is the manager’s reasoning that particularly caught my attention. He believes that only such a magnanimous offer will ensure that clients will continue flocking to his restaurant once the recession is over. My only advice to the gentleman in question to ensure, due to his extremely generous offer, that his clients still have a restaurant to flock to, once the recession is over. A Chinese giveaway, indeed.

 

http://www.metro.co.uk/news/article.html?Restaurant_pays_customers_%A31_to_eat&in_article_id=551933&in_page_id=34

Should you wish to participate in this economic experiment, please enter the following coordinates in your GPS.

 

Oriental Aroma

www.orientalaroma.co.uk

18 Station Hill
Chippenham, SN15 1EG
++44(0)1249 464800
Get directions

 

 

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

 

Kidnapped to Finland…

Monday, February 23rd, 2009

As I write to you this post, I am in Tampere, Finland. The scary thing is that I would have never have discovered this had I not, in a moment of boredom, reached for my Blackberry Curve, opened the Google Maps application, and asked for “My Location”.

Up until I discovered my Scandinavian whereabouts, I was under the impression that I was in Buckingham Palace Road in Victoria in London.

Tampere-d with?

Teleportation works, it would seem...

 

I have just double-checked and the telephone insists I’m in Tampere, just a few kilometres away from a place marked “NOKIA”, which I have just discovered to be the Nokia Research Centre. Is this a Nokia ploy to get me to buy their products? I would have been better disposed if the cheapskates had offered to fly me to Tampere, rather than this silly trick. It still looks very much like Victoria from the window that I am looking out of as I write this.

 

Or have I just become the subject of a truly Extraordinary Rendition? I suppose I will only find out once I try to leave the building. I don’t like when technology screws up so royally badly. But being taken to Tampere of all places, against my will, really reminds me how much I’ve been Tampere-d with…

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

 

The First Ever Account of A Recession, From Egypt

Wednesday, February 18th, 2009

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

Yes folks, let’s get some comfort from the fact that we were not the first, nor shall we be the last, to endure a bad recession. The Bible and the Koran talk at length about the first recorded severe recession, which took place in Egypt.

 

Pharaoh had a dream and so he called up Joseph of the Multicoloured Kaftan (because make no mistake of it, Hebrews of the time wore neither sarongs or raincoats) to interpret it for him.

 

“From the Nile were coming up seven cows, of handsome appearance and robust flesh, and they pastured in the marshland. And behold, seven other cows were coming up after them from the Nile, of ugly appearance and lean of flesh, and they stood beside the cows which were on the Nile bank. And the cows of ugly appearance and lean of flesh devoured the seven cows that were of handsome appearance and healthy” (Bible, Genesis, Ch 41)

 

“The king (of Egypt) said: “I do see (in a vision) seven fat cows, whom seven lean ones devour, and seven green ears of corn, and seven (others) withered. O ye chiefs! Expound to me my vision if it be that ye can interpret visions.” They said: “A confused medley of dreams: and we are not skilled in the interpretation of dreams.”” (Koran, Surah 12: 43-44)

 

This was the first recorded premonition of a recession as recorded in the Bible. It is also confirmation, if you ever needed one, that Jews, Muslims and Christians use the same software and manuals to run their lives. Have you seen the similarity in the cow story? Freaky or what?

 

Of course Pharaoh didn’t go to Joseph straight away. We have it on good authority that “Pharaoh sent and called all the necromancers of Egypt and all its sages, and related to them his dream, but no one interpreted them for Pharaoh.” For “necromancers” read “economists” or “newspaper business columnists” and it seemed that none of them gave Pharaoh the answer he wanted. At a deep subconscious level, being the tragic figure he was, he wanted to hear about a recession and all the necromancers could talk about was IMF this, economic hiccup that, soft landing this…YAwwwwwn.  Joseph rightly analysed the dream as seven years of bad harvest, each represented by a bulimic cow. In return for hitting the jackpot, he was elevated to the highest office of the land and made a super prophet for good measure. It is no coincidence that cows played such an important role in the early prediction of recessions. This blog is about Holy Cows and it don’t get any holier than cows in the Bible or the Koran for that matter. By being a leading indicator, they provided Joseph with the kind of raw hard data that he needed to make the right prediction. The fact that it happened to be what Pharaoh wanted to hear was a lucky break.

At the same time, other leading indicators turned negative...

At the same time, other leading indicators turned negative...

 

Fast forward to today, the media has been practically BEGGING for a recession for months now and sooner or later they were going to be right. You know, like a watch that’s stopped is always right on time twice a day. The media needs a recession to sell papers and sell advertising slots between doomsday scenarios. Economists in banks need recessions to sound important. Recession is so sexy as a subject that it is the only exception when we don’t shoot the messenger even when his or her message is SO cataclysmic. In fact, the people who predict recessions get to be prophets, best-sellers and central bank governors. So far so good….We’ve won the war, we’ve predicted recession and got decorated, and now we have recession. So how do we win the peace? What does the media talk about when there is actually is a fresh recession on? It’s too early to start predicting a recovery with the blood still up to the knees and rising. An innovative approach that is currently being tried out is to actually sell recession is a good thing.

 

Now economists can talk about GOOD recessions that because people expect them to have the clinical bedside approach of German doctors who practiced on humans in WWII. Heartlessly, a certain economist called Joseph Schumpeter spoke of how recessions are good at mopping up excess capacity from the economy. By destroying weak companies, recessions release skilled workforce back into the work market to work into strong companies and make them even stronger. It should there come as no surprise that someone with such an emotionless approach to financial annihilation had a Germanic name, he was Austrian after all. It should come as even less of a surprise that he expounded a theory called “evolutionary economics”. You know, survival of the fittest and all that jazz… Austrians are a wonderfully cultured people but they are not known for their warm and fuzzy humanity. They have brought us such wonderful people as Mozart and Arnold Schwarzenegger but they also gave us Hitler and Blitzkrieg. Distasteful, to say the least.

Recession is nothing less than Blitzkrieg. It takes no prisoners and I doubt very much that we as its prey will enjoy very much while “excess fat” is mopped from our capacity. I mean we all love evolution and defend it against the encroaching advances of Creationism because we are the fittest, the survivors. Humanity has won the survival race. Evolutionary economics are not nice because many of us will be the losers, bleeding money and equity till the bailiffs turn up. Nothing to be celebrating there.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/holycows/2627068/Bring-on-a-recession.html

On the upside, we can learn a lot from behavioural economics, which is all about watching monkeys, apparently…

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

The Organic Food Con - A Tale of Two Chickens

Wednesday, February 18th, 2009

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

One upon a time there were two chickens. One of them was Organic which, according to legend, bestowed incredible powers upon the one lucky enough to consume it. It made that person cleverer, healthier and incredibly irresistible to the opposite sex, the same sex, and everything in between (not to mention countless other chickens). According to common lore, Organic chicken went to public school, religiously ate caviar, won a few Olympic medals and resolved the Middle East crisis. It was just super doper because there was nothing that it couldn’t do. If you eat it, you earn bragging rights and you become a hero of new world.

The other chicken was called Not-Organic. It came from the wrong side of the street. According to the same legend, it was sexually abused as a chick and dabbled in all sorts of dodgy substances. So much so, that anyone eating out could get sick. It lives in place called a battery. If you eat it you are nothing but a peasant…Get the gist? Organic food is super expensive but it makes you sexy. Are there any truths behind the myth? Or does eating Organic Chicken mean that Non-Organic chicken can have the last laugh and call you Bird Brain??

 

Much research has been carried out but there is actually very little evidence that Organic food, aside the sexy packaging and the bragging rights, is any better for you than non-organic food. You get more or less the same nutrients, but at multiples of the non-organic price. Not only so, but anything organic, be it chickens, cows or carrots must be grown in very inefficient manner (without modern fertilizers of pesticides) so they are smaller. So you have to buy more of them (at a hefty price) to feed the same family. We haven’t found a way to have Organic hunger yet.

 

It doesn’t stop there. Take organic milk for example. It takes 100 organic cows to produce the same amount of milk as 90 non-organic ones. Then add to that that cows fart a lot, and they fart methane which is 23 times more powerful as a greenhouse gas than carbon dioxide. So the more organic milk we drink, the more cows we need, the more methane we dump in the atmosphere the more we destroy the environment, you do the maths. Funnily enough, the same people who champion organic food are usually equally self-righteously pushy on environmental matters. They make us panic about CO2 when in fact that they have a far more dangerous flatulence habit!

 

And don’t think for one moment that organic food means no pesticides. They actually use organic pesticides like rotenone which are very dangerous and can cause Parkinson. Also, if non-organic foods are so laden with pesticides, how come we haven’t all been dropping like flies with all sorts of diseases? We’re eating a lot less organic food than 100 years ago yet we’re living a lot longer! Thank goodness for pesticides keeping our food safe!

 

A lot of hype has been created by the Organics cartel for yes, make no mistake about it, they are a cartel whose business is to take our most basic necessity and turn into a luxury by vague claims and sexy packaging. The joke is on us.

 

100 years ago, everybody ate organic, even peasants. They had no choice. Today less than 1% of the food produced in this country is organic. It’s obviously not as popular as the Organic prophets would have us belief! What happened? This is because hype has made into a luxury item with supposedly miraculous effects, and the prophets are more interested in profits than your wellbeing! Now that we’re all poorer, let’s see how Organic food prices ever come down…

 

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

Starting Afresh…

Wednesday, February 18th, 2009

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

Times are very grim out there. All the world’s economies are in trouble and it is the same old story everywhere… Don’t you just wish you could start afresh? You know, not just a new life and in a new country, but in a TOTALLY NEW COUNTRY uninfected with the credit crunch and other diseases. Yes, it has never been a better time to start your own country and make a really fresh start. If you are so inclined, then here is a cheat sheet I prepared this morning to help you get organised…

 

Country-Making 101

 

There are few places left in the world that have not already been claimed by anybody. If you are the lucky owner of such a piece of land, then you’d better get on the sovereignty ladder quickly before somebody else annexes you. Equally, if you are thinking of seceding, or making a Unilateral Declaration of Independence (UDI), or even having a coup, read on. The idea is to create facts on the ground for your state and your regime, however tenuous their reasons to be there and as often the case is these days, it’s not so much content that matters but image. Let’s call that country Soveronia, after it’s all about sovereignty.

 

The following is an idiot’s guide to statehood:

 

  1. Have a flag
    Make one up, and if you cannot get a top branding agency to do it for you. It has to be distinctive, embody some meaning, and with symbols which will appeal to the mass of left-wing students in the West who can wear it on their bandanas and sport it on their rucksacks when they demonstrate for your independence in the capitals of their countries for lack of anything to do. Also, you can liberally use it everywhere and anywhere in the territory you hope to secure for your state. It will flutter over the “presidential building” in your “capital” and if you are lucky, it might flutter abroad over a little undistinguished building that, thanks to some scheming foreign regime that has decided to recognised you for Machiavellian reasons and given you an embassy, “that will be forever Soveronia”

 

  1. Have a currency
    Even if you’re bankrupt, in these highly financial times (if the ads are to be believed), there is no more effective way of saying that you’re for real and legit than banknotes and a catchy-sounding name for your currency. He who says currency, says central bank, and a central bank means that you’ve got a state with institutions and a budget to bankroll them. Don’t worry about having any reserves and even there is a parallel economy going on in Soveronia operating in hard currency because nobody else can value, let alone recognise The Sovero. Money with your name on it is another fact on the ground.

 

  1. Have Existential Enemies
    Forging a national identity in a place that used to be nothing beforehand is difficult enough, but luckily forging one in a place that is breaking away from something that used to exist is easier. This is because it provides you with an enemy to hate, thereby mobilising Soveronia’s resources for the single goal of despising those out to destroy you (we’ll assume it’s not an amicable break-up, it rarely is). Sometimes, if you don’t know who you are, it is good to be reminded by your enemies of who you’re not or no longer wish to be.

 

  1. Have a huge military budget
    Given that you’re going to have to fight to exist, it pays to have an army on your side. If you’ve already got an armed force, then make sure the soldiers are well fed and get first pick of “white goods”, restaurants, and cars and other luxuries. All the chocolate and other delicacies goes to them because they need their energy to fight, and the rest of the country can go without. It makes sense. If the army turns against you, your plans for sovereign greatness will be dead in the water. Also make sure they have very sexy-looking well-cut military uniforms. Whatever your political affiliations, it pays to look like “El Che”, for foreign war correspondents.

 

  1. Get Somebody Else To Recognise You
    Ideally another country, although non-recognised territories have exchanged embassies if they can’t get the real thing (Abkhazia and Transdniestr have diplomatic relations, for example). But what you want is a real sovereign country that sits in the UN to say that it recognises you. It will give you a boost and will allow you to have your calls taken by other people.

 

  1. Have A Distinguishing Feature
    Ideally, the people of Soveronia should be part of an oppressed racial, religious or linguistic minority. Then you can get people like Clooney and Vanessa Redgrave fighting your corner, and Amnesty International will take your side (they’ll take anybody’s, so don’t be offended, they’re very principled that way). Nowadays, it pays to be non-Muslim persecuted by Muslims, or anything persecuted by the Burmese. If not, then being a different colour helps, or if not, then definitely another language is a fillip. A preponderance of moles on the epidermis of your people, or more than average illiteracy doesn’t count.

 

  1. Have Elections
    Yes, yes, I hear you say, but we don’t even have a country yet. But that is really hardly the point. The West, where your fate will be decided, loves that sort of thing because of its liberal democracies and its recent history. To be seen to be wanting to have a democratic regime with bullets still flying overheard will go down very well with people abroad. PS They don’t have to be totally fair.

 

  1. Have an airline
    Learn from Kurdistan. It is not a state (yet), and yet it has international flights and an airline. In the age of cheap no-frills airlines when anybody can have an airline, we still cling onto the outdated notion of national airlines. Having an airline means, to most people who are considered “average” by pollsters, that you’ve arrived as a nation. If they think you have an airline, they’ll think you’ve already secured all the accoutrements of statehood. They will therefore be very upset if their politicians decided not to recognise you.

 

  1. Have a distinctive artistic or musical heritage
    It is a difficult one, I know, but if you do, then it will play to your advantage. While trying to secure statehood, exhibitions and concerts of Soveronia’s national heritage will help cement in foreigner’s minds (and especially the moneyed artistically-inclined classes and powerful Hollywood Brigade) your strong national identity. Remember, it is just simply not done these days to destroy a people who can make a valuable artistic contribution to the West. Artists will be falling over each other to support you. Make sure it looks like a flute that the Ancient Greeks may have used… We have a soft spot for the Ancient Greeks, the Fathers of Western Civilisation, not the contemporary ones who have no culture.

 

  1. Have A War
    If all else fails, and you are lucky enough to have enemies who hate you as much as you them, then by all means keep a state of hostilities going. It could be skirmishes, or a full-blown war. That sort of thing is good to keep your cause in the news and/or maintain a sense of national purpose and cohesiveness.

 

  1. Have A National Building Programme
    For those with a faltering sense of statehood, or have a state that is losing a sense of purpose (just as dangerous), what better than to imitate the Pharaohs and have monumental building programme. A “Palace of the People” helps instil a sense of pride (the more Stalinist, the better). It will also keep people busy. If you have the contact and the money, get one of the Starchitects such Foster, Rogers or Hadid to design some “Art Museum” for you. Your people may start to take more pride in their country and even love you more in the process. Foreigners will come to see you as a permanent fixture and not withdraw support.

 

  1. Have A Commodity That Everybody Wants
    The Burmese junta know we need their rubies, and the Arabs and Iranians know we need their oil, and the Finns know we need Nokia. That’s why they can all get away with murder and forge states that we can no longer ignore, or choose not to recognise. Not only so, it will allow you to create recognition through the other most important fact on the ground: if they pay you for something you have that they need, then you exist.

 

  1. Be good at sports
    The East Germans did it, albeit with steroids, but it certainly helps that you can field a sports team from time to time. After art, the West loves nothing more than promoting sports. It comes from our misplaced Romantic nostalgia about Ancient Greece, the home of our democracy. No matter that most inhabitants of Athens were not slaves and could not vote, and that women were 3rd class citizens and could not vote. THEY DID SPORTS AND SAW THEM AS MORALLY ELEVATING AND DEMOCRACY-INDUCING. What matters is the Olympic spirit, which means that some very unpalatable regimes sit together with democracies on the IOC.

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

Economic Nationalism…Made In Italy

Tuesday, February 17th, 2009

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009 

 

As you’d expect from the land that gave us Ferrari, la bella figura, and the Renaissance, Italy has waded into the debate about economic nationalism with a unique contribution full of flair. This week, in the southern city of Lucca, the economic crisis is taking on a new dimension. I am talking about gastronomic nationalism, of course.  

 

Made in Italy, long a license to sell anything at a high price irrespective of quality, is taking a new meaning. The problem? The likes of Hayri Gok and his Mesopotamia eatery in the centre of Lucca. He sells Doner Kebabs and he seems to be giving the pasta peddlers cause for war. Turkey may not get into Europe any time soon, but the Turkish Doner Kebab bas become a staple of many a reveller after a long night’s drinking… It is, without doubt, an integral and inseparable part of Europe. Nothing can match its greasy consistency’s ability to line a stomach ahead of or after a long night of drinking…But Lucca’s Mayor, one Mauro Favilla has other ideas. An Italian senator, an economist and an accountant to boot, he decided that he wants to ban all new ethnic food joints to preserve the “traditional and cultural identity” of Lucca. Fine words from a man who doesn’t understand the consequences of his words. Trade Wars have started for less.  What if Turkey were to ban all pizzerias tomorrow? And when Obama talks of “Buy American”, does he mean only burgers and no more enchiladas? And if so, how will the Mexicans retaliate?

 http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/food_and_drink/article5622156.ece

Before you rush off and scream “CULINARY RACISM”, think about this for a moment. Do you want to go to Lucca to eat Doner Kebabs or the local tasteful dishes? Italians I have spoken too all agreed with Mauro Favilla…KICK OUT THE DONER KEBABS!! , they all shouted in unison. Italians get very nationalistic about food, football and opera because they have not won wars recently. In fact, not for some time. However these Doner Kebab eateries (all 4 of them in Lucca) represent the freedom of consumer choice that a healthily competitive capitalist economy must be. They are there because they are needed and provide supply for a demand. Lucca is the world economy on a micro scale. Efforts to remove the Doner Kebab shops have less to do with cultural or historical identity and more with the perceived economic threats that they represent.

 

All economic nationalism plays on fear, reduces competition and makes the kinds of unhappy consumers that riot and vote people like Mauro Favilla out.

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009

 

The Dutch Threat To Britain’s Stability

Friday, February 13th, 2009

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While queuing to buy a copy of the Financial Times this morning at City Airport in London, I spied with my little eye a man dressed in jeans (please below) that were decorated with a pattern of small dogs.
 
 Dutch Courage...or just bad taste?
Mistaking this vision for a hallucination, or at least a mirage that would go away, I rubbed my eyes and redirected my gaze in the direction of the offending article. To my great distress, the object of my attention was all too real. The trousers were still there while their owner continued chatting away in Dutch to his more soberly dressed companion. I’m a dog lover but would never countenance adorning my trousers with images of dogs. To emphasise the point, I’m also great eater of chicken but I make a point of not wearing jackets bedecked with the likeness of a the succulent plumed bird. Good taste prevents me from committing such a heinous style faux-pas.
 
In this country we are all to willing to impose silly laws about such things as blasphemy and racial incitement. As a result, you can be easily apprehended for telling a joke with an element of race in it, but can expect light treatment if you are a fiery cleric shouting hate from a pulpit. Only yesterday, our home secretary saw it fit, in his heavily circumscribed wisdom, to bar Geert Wilders, the Dutch MP accused of being Islamophobic from entering the country. Apparently his presence could destabilise the security of the UK. He was put back on the plane and sent back home. In my opinion, this was a mistake.
 
My question is, how did the man with the dog-bedecked trousers enter the country in the first place? And how come we have no laws against the insidious threat of bad taste? And how come I did not see our valiant security forces manhandling him out of the country? Bad taste from Holland is a far greater threat than an MP who can only offend those who disagree with him. These trousers, on the other hand, offered a far greater menace by offending everyone bar the blind.
 
We should rethink our concept of security. I hope my picture will help in apprehending the man and his trousers should either or both try to destabilise our island nation again.
 
Please arrest him on sight.
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It’s not always about race…

Thursday, February 12th, 2009

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Yes, the race card does come out rather too often these days. He’s black, she’s arab, he’s asian, she’s an eskimo, and that’s why he or she got this or that job as opposed some more deserving white person.
 
The fact is, most times it has nothing to do with race whatsoever, but about merit. At least that’s the official version about Obama. As a brown person myself, I can tell you that it’s rarely been about race. We have laws against all kind of discrimination these days and I find it self-defeating to claim race as an excuse for failure.
 
Positive discrimination leaves a bad taste in the mouth, unlike this tasty bar of chocolate here. I spied it in a South African shop in Bedford Street in London WC2. Apartheid is long gone from Africa, yet its effects are still felt. The Rainbow nation’s efforts at racial diversity are commendable. Yet, this being a South African chocolate bar, I couldn’t help but notice a few interesting aspects to it. I discovered, for instance, on closer inspection that it’s called Top Deck because it has a white upper deck, and a dark lower deck. See for yourself. As I told you before, it’s not always about race. Sometimes it’s just about chocolate.
 
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Sameh’s Really Bad Bank Idea Is Gathering Momentum!

Thursday, February 12th, 2009

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Someone somewhere seems to have picked it up and ran with it…. Naturally, I hope they do bring it back!

 

http://uk.messages.news.yahoo.com/Oddly_Enough/threadview?m=tm&bn=UKN-ODDLY-ENOUGH&tid=19729&mid=19729&tof=1&frt=2

 

© Sameh El-Shahat 2009