Lundi 29 décembre 2008
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09:11
Consider the whole story like a game of chess (actually a bit mixed with
poker...).
You have dictator A as the black king helped by an offensive knight, Lawyer
A.
On the government B side of the board, you have a lonely white queen, stubborn and arrogant,
guarded by an army of apathetic servants and silent pawns. The queen's last move tends to sacrifice one of her bishops.
What would be needed now is yet another lawyer, let us call him Lawyer B.
In fact, he would be a kind of deus ex machina for the bishop... and the queen.
In this position, I would personally very well see Me Marc Bonnant, a brilliant and aristocratic
member of the profession.
Why Bonnant ?
Because, apart from all his professional skills, natural brightness and intellectual ease, he has
remarkable international connections.
Specially in Paris, as far as to the Elysée directly, I believe.
It is a known fact that president Sarkozy was not very happy with the behaviour of the black king
under his last visit in Paris and that he would gladly - though not officially, of course - welcome a little revenge.
Dictator A wants government B to say « Oooooh we are so sorry ! » and
even pay him - and his hooligan son - a substantial sum of money.
This is pure legal nonsense as long as you two guys are his prisoners in Tripoli.
Lawyer A and Lawyer B should easily be able to find an intelligent way out for
you.
Very shortly put, something like « Excellency, it is unfortunately so that as long as you are
breaking international laws by keeping two hostages, we cannot play with rules you do not respect yourself. But if you released the two - uh... what's their names ? they are so unimportant
after all... - Swiss guys, then we would most certainly be able to... and to... and perhaps even to... do you see what I mean ? »
I am quite sure that a little bit of flattery added to rational arguments would help a
lot.
Something like « O Sun of the Orient ! O Guide of the thirsty camels ! O Queen of Saba
of all African women ! O Aladdin's bright lamp in the dark tunnel of international politics ! you certainly do understand that by showing generous magnanimity, you will widely open the
doors to the new international recognition you are so badly looking for and... hahum... at the same time, your most honorable son Hannibal who is depressed and bored to death in Tripoli
will be most happy to see vodka and whisky flow, and cocaïne glitter again in the entertaining nights of London, Rome, Milan, Paris, St. Tropez, New York... well hahum, on second thought,
this last argument would probably need to be presented in some other more... acceptable way.
Lawyer B would then, perhaps, be able to convince the new president of government B - a
very likeable and fatherly figure - to send a kind diplomatic and non-compromising message to dictator A.
Something like, forgetting everything about the hooligan son - it is just an idea -
« Excellency, I have incidentally heard that your daughter-in-law had some problems in Geneva last summer. Be assured that I am giving this case my very best particular and personal
attention, and should any person be found guilty of bad behaviour against a charming pregnant lady, said person shall be punished with an outmost severity. The reputation of Swiss Haute
Hôtellerie is at stake ! »
During this procedure, the white queen could pretend she is not the least concerned, look up some new
recipes in Ziegler's last cooking book and buy herself a new hat instead of the usual white veil for her next show on TV.
Once you are in the plane for Zurich, this would be enough for Lawyer A and Lawyer B to
start an extraordinary and very expensive legal tournament.
But this is none of your business or mine, for that sake.
If I were you, I would start collecting memories and pictures of your stay in Tripoli right away. It
will kill time and... who knows ?
Your common diary might even become a best-seller.
Why not start writing now ?
« Pragmatism... »
We are all looking forward to welcome you back home within the next couple of months.
