I have always said of the absence of Switzerland in any of the planet’s wars that you don’t rob your own bank.
We now learn that Colonel Gaddafi withdrew his money from the banks before declaring war on Switzerland, leaving open, of course, the possibility of an invasion. His reason is officially the Swiss vote to ban the erection of any more minarets, but some say it is because they arrested one of his sons, interestingly named Hannibal, for beating up a servant.
If Gaddafi does invade Switzerland it will provide some colour to an otherwise tedious political story and in my view be greatly to the benefit both nations. I hope his first move will be to colonise the Ticino, the Italianised canton, the principal town of which is Lugano. Happier and less judgmental, the Ticinese are philosophically far removed from the dour Swiss Germans of Basel and Zurich. Pitching his tent among the lakeside dwellings near Locarno, here he would find acceptance of his almost industrial requirement for female company, his interminable speeches and his absurd uniforms.
And he could just pop across the border to Piemonte to see his mate Silvio, and stock up on a few more women.
Yes; a consummation, as the poet said, devoutly to be wished.
We now learn that Colonel Gaddafi withdrew his money from the banks before declaring war on Switzerland, leaving open, of course, the possibility of an invasion. His reason is officially the Swiss vote to ban the erection of any more minarets, but some say it is because they arrested one of his sons, interestingly named Hannibal, for beating up a servant.
If Gaddafi does invade Switzerland it will provide some colour to an otherwise tedious political story and in my view be greatly to the benefit both nations. I hope his first move will be to colonise the Ticino, the Italianised canton, the principal town of which is Lugano. Happier and less judgmental, the Ticinese are philosophically far removed from the dour Swiss Germans of Basel and Zurich. Pitching his tent among the lakeside dwellings near Locarno, here he would find acceptance of his almost industrial requirement for female company, his interminable speeches and his absurd uniforms.
And he could just pop across the border to Piemonte to see his mate Silvio, and stock up on a few more women.
Yes; a consummation, as the poet said, devoutly to be wished.
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