In the Jewish joke a matchmaker calls on a poor
tailor living in a Tsarist shtetl in the middle of nowhere. He tells the old guy
that he wants to arrange the marriage of his middle daughter to the heir to the
Rothschild fortune, no less.
The tailor isn’t impressed. He cannot marry off his
middle daughter until he has married off her older sister, he says. He does not
want his beloved girl to move far from him, and everyone knows the Rothschilds
live in Paris and London. In any case, he is not sure about this Rothschild
fellow: he has heard he is irreligious and a drunk.
The matchmaker answers all the objections with great
patience until, eventually, the tailor relents.
‘Excellent,’ says the matchmaker, ‘now all I have to
do is talk to the Rothschilds.’*
David Cameron came to power determined to keep quiet
about the European Union. William Hague warned him that it was a bomb that could
explode in his face and destroy his government. But the Conservative Party would
not listen. It told Cameron he had the power to tear up treaties and renegotiate
Britain’s obligations. It answered every objection the prime minister could
think of until – at last – Cameron relented and agreed to a policy he once
thought impossible.
‘Excellent,’ said the Tories, ‘now all you have to do
is talk to the EU.’
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