6 Mar 2012

E.U. Crisis: And Then There Was 2 For Confederate Nations of Europe. Germany Ponders Euro Future

UK and Czech Republic form the tiny but growing block I refer to as the Confederate Nations of Europe. This confederacy is the counterweight to the federalist rump core led by an empowered Germany and the central Euro sphere. Both groups share concern for Europe's interests and the interests of citizens. They differ in policy over the legitimacy of the Euro currency. Confederate Nations is winning hearts and minds of some in the debate. Federalist core is reassessing its strategy to maintain the Euro's future.
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

Confederate Nations of Europe become two by March 2012. Federalists
gather in Berlin to decide the fate of the Euro. Brussels is sidelined . Picture
Frankfurt Central Bank
Ireland must ratify with a referendum, Greece is looking at pulling out under the sheer weight of pain. Some in the Netherlands are calling for retreat from the currency. Portugal looks increasingly weak. And of course Spain and Italy are holed up at the Alamo....a desperate last stand against the onslaught of the cruel financial markets. Or is this just rhetoric. Bad as they are and they have behaved appallingly, the financial markets do reflect to a large degree the reality over Europe's flawed decisions.

Only Federalist Union in a pure and unselfish manner will save what will be left of the Eurozone. There will only be one question for Germany when this happens. Is she happy to provide for poorer cousins in order to save the extended family and the rewards extended families can bring. When it all comes down to it, this is what Art of Superstate is all about. Grown men know the world they live in and in Europe today “All Roads lead to Berlin.” But alas, are the city gates open for all who wish to enter.

but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
W.B Yeats