I don’t normally mention much about politics but could not resist after our dear leader (Cameron) came back from Europe last night, clutching his piece of paper……..
It made me think of a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: here is the section that seemed to sum up his machinations.
The Masque Of Pandora.
PROMETHEUS (entering.)
Who was it fled from here? I saw a shape
Flitting among the trees.
EPIMETHEUS.
It was Pandora.
PROMETHEUS.
O Epimetheus! Is it then in vain
That I have warned thee? Let me now implore.
Thou harbourest in thy house a dangerous guest.
EPIMETHEUS.
Whom the Gods love they honour with such guests.
PROMETHEUS.
Whom the Gods would destroy they first make mad.
EPIMETHEUS.
Shall I refuse the gifts they send to me?
PROMETHEUS.
Reject all gifts that come from higher powers.
David A Lockwood 
Indeed, ‘God’ drives mad whoever he wishes to perish. 😉 [we still use this proverb!]
Euripides……? but probably older as I think he was not terribly kind with some of his comments about ‘Gods’ 😎
David.
🙂
Don’t who you’re referring to but first thought was – Chamberlain? ah well. PS remember all NA immersed in Trump.
We all have our cross to bear & ours is the EUSSR; our dear leader (Cameron) has been in Europe and just returned with ‘his’ piece of paper. Just like Chamberlain & there will be tears in the not too distant future.
I’m saying no more about the EU incase I incriminate myself 🙄
Finally paid attention to the news…and remembered EU. Trump trumped in S Carolina is our wave of horror…NYT did lovely article amassing all his insults since campaign start.